The clanging of pots & pans was maddening enough to make her step back into the kitchen where her man was preparing dinner. She could see the disastrous mess covering benches but her nostrils were filled with the most appetizing scent…
What was it she wondered as she considered what it could be. She closed her eyes a moment before walking over to him at the stove. I know, she thought, it’s Aglio e olio, mmmm!
He was bent over the steamy pots, agitating the spaghetti, stirring the slippery parsley & chilli. As it was summer & the air conditioner wasn’t working so well, he was sweating profusely & his white cotton shirt clung to his brawny back. She knew it was untucked & that he was bare chested as the shirt hung loosely around his waist.
She deviously & silently opened the freezer & grabbed an ice cube or two. She tiptoed behind him & said ‘You’re a noisy bugger!’ He jumped in a startled fashion & turned his head to her voice. She pressed the ice cubes firmly against the hot flesh around his snail trail & circled it rapidly over his stomach. He yelped & grasped her hands powerfully, dropping his wooden spoon.
“Argh! you evil wench!” he exclaimed. She laughed loudly; as did he as he gently wrestled her. She gave him a quick kiss & as she departed he slapped her ass hard. “Ow!” she yelped & smirked in his direction clenching her tender buttock. “Dinner is almost done, get some dishes out will ya toots!” She hid behind the crockery cupboard doors & then exited to the dining room.
He drained the spaghetti & turned off the gas.
“Oh honey?!” he called.
“Yes?” came the reply.
“Will you come & check that the spaghetti is ready pretty please?” he asked.
“Of course chef!” she stated as she meandered into the kitchen.
Just as she was about to arrive at the stove top, he turned to face her with a handful of warm spaghetti & flung it at her! She halted immediately looking cute & stunned. Spaghetti was stuck to her hair, face & chest. He laughed & said “yep, it’s sticking to ya, its al dente alright!”*
written by vampvamp.