I must have dozed off, because I heard a sound that sounded like glass rattling in the kitchen. Could this have been real, could I have just had a young girl from PCC make love to my cock with her mouth? I looked down and my robe was open shorts were across the room and I knew that either it had indeed happened or I'd had one hell of a wet dream! Clearing my head, I realized that I was hearing sounds from the kitchen. Making my way to my feet, I almost stumbled over the pink tee shirt lying on the floor. "Oh god," I breathed as I thought about it all being real.
"Kristen?" I called out as I walked into the kitchen. The smell of freshly brewing coffee moved gently through the air.
"Yes John," she answered back. I walked through the door and there the young girl stood at the stove, barefoot and naked from the waist up. It appeared that she was cooking something. "You hungry John?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah," I replied as I pulled my robe together. "Look Kristen, I'm sorry for what happened earlier. I'm not sure what came over me."
Kristen stopped her labors for a moment and turned and looked at me. "You're sorry John?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take advantage of you," I said as I looked down at the floor.
"Didn't you enjoy it?" she asked as she turned out the fire.
"Oh god yes!" I almost shouted. "It was the most wonderful thing this old man has had happen to him in a long, long time!"
"Well first of all," she said putting the utensils that she was stirring the food with down. "First of all John, you didn't take advantage of me. Secondly," she said as she walked toward me, "secondly it was one of the most intense times that I have ever spent with a man and I will never forget it as long as I live."
"But I am supposed to be a responsible adult and I should have been in more control of myself," I said as she stood there, her firm breasts almost calling out for me to touch them.
"I think you showed too much control John. I think you are a precious soul and I would have kept going but my jaws got so tired!" Kristen winked at me and then put her arms around my neck and pressed her tight young body into mine. Instinctively, my hands went to her back and I held her tightly.
"I just hope you weren't disappointed at the size of my little friend," I said chuckling.
"Oh no John. It wasn't your little friend I was loving, it was the man that carried his little friend around," she said as her hand moved down and gave my ass a hard squeeze through my terry robe. "Besides," she whispered in my ear, "it's just the right size for sucking." Pulling away from me she motioned to the table. "I'm hungry, let's eat!" she said excitedly as she walked to the cupboard and took a couple of bowls and put them on the table.
"And I am hungry too!" I said as she walked to the table. "What are we having?"
"Chili!" she said. I looked at the clock and it was almost 1 a.m.
"It's kind of late to be eating chili isn't it sister?" I asked as she dipped the hot mixture into the bowls.
"It's never too late or too early for chili John," she said as she put the pot back on the stove. "Now let's eat John!" she said with a motherly tone in her voice.
"Chili it is," I said as I poured coffee into my cup. "After you young lady," I said as I pulled her chair out and she sat down.
"Why thank you sir," she said in her best southern drawl as I pushed her to the table. We both laughed and I took my place at the table. "I think there's something wrong here sir," she said her eyes fluttering, still carrying on the "Gone With the Wind" facade.
"Oh and what is that Miss Scarlet?" I asked.
She jutted her breasts out and ran her hand down them. "Well sir, I do believe I am at a disadvantage sir!"
"And what is that disadvantage my little southern belle?"
"Well sir," she said as she moved her hands down her front, pushing her shapely young breasts and then letting them go. I smiled as I watched them bounce on her chest. "It seems that I have no shirt on and you do and I just don't think that's fair my dear man!"
"Well, I do declare I believe you are right young lady," I said as I stood up and untied my robe. I pulled it from my shoulders and then removed my shirt. I threw them in a pile in the corner of the kitchen. "There, how's that?" I asked as I stood there totally nude before her.
"Oh my sir! It is a lovely sight," she said, "but I'm afraid that now the tables have turned!"
I sat back down and watched as Kristen stood up. Long, silky black hair shined in the lights of the kitchen. Kristen pushed her chair back and stood before me. Winking at me, she gave me that shy little girl look and then she put her hands into the loose waist of her sweat pants. "I think there's only one thing to do sir, either you put your shorts back on, or I do declare, I am just going to have to remove my drawers!"
"Oh my," I said trying to act like a southern gentleman. "I believe it is your call ma'am!"
