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Dinner, or notthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 1769 words)

Author: whitewolf
Added: Aug 04 2004Views / Reads: 1176 / 636 [54%]Story vote: 7.80 (5 votes)
I made lasagna for dinner. From the looks of things, we aren't going to be eating for a while.
 


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DING DONG.

The doorbell rings. I look at the clock. It's 7:10, and you're 20 minutes early. I put the lasagna back in the oven, take off my apron, and go to the door. When I open it, there you stand, looking very handsome and sexy holding a single peppermint carnation. I smile, wondering how you guessed my favorite flower. You hold the carnation out to me, and I take it, lean forward and thank you with a kiss. I raise my arms up and caress the back of your neck with my nails. You put your hands on my waist and lead me backwards into the apartment. Just inside I break the kiss so I can close the door. I take you by the hand and lead you to the dining room. I ask you to light the candles while I finish getting dinner ready.

Back in the kitchen I hunt around for the potholders, finding them on the fridge. I open the oven door and bend over to take the lasagna out. Before I can get a handle on it, I hear you walk up behind me. You grab my hips and gently pull me back against you. I look back over my shoulder, knowing that we probably won't be in need of lasagna just yet. I stand up, close the door and turn the heat on the oven down to warm. Turning around, I wrap my arms around your neck and pull you to me. Just before my lips touch yours I turn my head and lean forward, gently kissing your neck and blowing lightly on your neck. You groan and reach up to run your hands through my hair. Your other hand travels down my back to my ass and squeezes. I press closer to you, ...

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