Mar. 5th, 2004

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Picked up the girl in the afternoon yesterday
and we took her pup for a walk

she introduced me to the great park with trails and stuff
that is very close by and we walked for an hour or so

the lil pup passed out in the back seat on the way home
and we had to wake him up when we got there it was pretty cute

we dropped him off and came back to my place

got things ready for dinner and she was getting antsy

"come on, you gotta let me help"

I smiled

ok fine, I got something very important for you to do
see that chair over there, yeah the stool
it is very dangerous and likes to attack the cook
I need you to sit on it and pin it down
so I can cook in safety

she gave me one of those
silly boy looks but managed to relax anyway

see
I was raised in a world that included maids and gardeners
but my family felt it was important to learn the value of service
doing something for someone else as to not become a complete prima donna

volunteer work is highly valued in my family and
for example growing up my mother always cooked a hot lunch
for the maid and gardener
it is a little thing but it made an impression on me

so I enjoy doing things for others

she was of course
entirely used to being the server
and not used to being served
but I enjoy watching her squirm

she grabbed the waistband of my pants as I got something out of the fridge
I turned around a slid between her legs, taking her neck in my hands
I kissed her cheek, nibbled gently on her earlobe, teased the corner of her mouth
and paused

our lips but a breath apart
she tried to move in to take the kiss
but I withdrew keeping just that breath between our lips
holding that space that intimacy
refusing to move on from that moment

then I sighed, right against her lips
smiled
turned and went back to cooking

I could feel the
wanton outrage at my denial
but merely grinned

dinner was

lamb medallions
grilled asparagus with a garlic fire pepper drizzle
roasted veggies (similar to the other night)
a spinach salad with red onions, feta cheese and a blush wine vinaigrette dressing
and a bottle of 96 Kunstler

a lighter fare
but absolutely scrumptious

I attempted to take a few photos of dinner for yall
but my lil digital had dead batteries
and well it looked too good to worry about finding my spare

we retired to my office as she wanted to see more of my photographs
[she had seen a few around the house]
and we spent about an hour or so doing that
went downstairs with the intention of watching a movie
ended up watch "naughty amateur home videos" and laughing our asses off
snuggling on the couch, slowly undressing
as if out of the blue, a certain article of clothing offended and had to be removed
but
then returning to snuggling contentedly

we watched part of one hour photo but I started to drift off
I told her to take me to bed, so she took my hand and did exactly that

of course, by the time I reached the bedroom
following her lithe naked form
sleep was the last thing on my mind
and
lets just say I was entirely awakened

eventually we got to sleep
setting the alarm for 6 am
so we could fool around before she had to go to work
next time I think we must set it for 5 am
as she still didn't get to work until after 10
[or nearly an hour late]
luckily her job is fairly flexible
so its not like she would get in trouble

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