Mario and I had enjoyed ourselves so much that evening that we continued to talk. I was featured on the show "Chopped" and he asked if he could come see me. I was touched. Most of my lovers are in and out the door. He watched me cooking and joking around and to my surprise took pictures and video of the event. I hoping he would hang around.
I rushed out the double doors to the outside in a burst of energy and excitement. He had come up and tasted my creation and he loved it...and NOTHING turns his Chef on more than someone who likes her food. I infuse Magick into my food, and Love...the spirit of Divinity is channeled through me. Feed the body, feed the soul. I knew I wanted to be near him.
He met me outside and started walking with me and holding my hand. My heart skipped a beat...this is a Macho Italian guy that brags that "every woman falls in love with him because he's so good at fucking'"? Well, indeed you are, my Love but what you just did touched my core and the pride on your face as I created an entrΓ©e in 30 minutes spoke of much more than that.
He carried my chef kit with ease...almost like a sweet little boy who had a crush on a girl. I had a vision of a little curly haired dark haired child proffering a daisy to a flaxen haired little girl. I smiled...
We went and had a drink at the bar. I am a big wine girl but he ordered a Dirty Martini...extra dirty...LOL. Of course I leaned in and said, "How dirty do you want it baby?" He just smiled and stroked my thigh.
We began to talk about when we had made love and we couldn't believe how amazing it was and we both wanted each other bad, to be together again...I said I had off Wednesday and he said he could be there from early in the morning until late afternoon. Perfect, I thought...I very rarely have a day to make love...slowly...sensually...taking our time...the Tantric way. I started to kiss him and whisper erotic things in his ear.
Then he told me he wanted to eat my pussy in the car. No way I'm turning THAT down LOL!! We went out and he went right for it. Legs in the air, moans of passion from my lips. He was kissing me with such intensity that I took my Chef coat off and was essentially just in my bra...bare assed naked with a man who couldn't keep his amazing lips off my pussy and asshole. I was in Heaven...until Security shut that Mofo down LOL.
It's all good though... Wednesday he arrived looking like a million bucks...nice pants, dress shirt, suit jacket...Jesus, I thought...it's like American Gigolo up in my crib...hahaha...only he has been telling me his cock is mine, all mine...and I fucking love the sound of that. But for now, I want to kiss him like there is no tomorrow.