Food Makes Everything Better-Including Sex ♕

“Aren’t you hungry?”

I asked, seductively licking the banana I’d just peeled. “People always say food makes everything better,” I said laughing. “We’re in public!” my coworker scolded me. I could tell he was turned on though, just as he always was whenever I usually caught him watching me at work. “What?” I replied innocently. “I’m just eating my lunch,” I said running my foot up the inside of his leg. When he’d asked me to lunch this afternoon I knew he just wanted some one-on-one time.

“Why don’t you come over to my place tonight for dinner?” I asked flirtatiously. “Oh, um I’m not sure if that’s a good idea” he stammered nervously looking down at his plate. “Oh come on, I insist! Besides, it’ll be fun” I said as I rubbed my foot against his cock. “Whoa, eh I mean if you insist” he replied accordingly blushing bright red.

“Good, like I said, food makes everything better,” I said as I got up from the table.

“I’ll see you at 7,” I said as I winked at him and walked away. I could feel his eyes following me as he watched my tight round ass. Later that evening I made sure to lay out all the ingredients we would need for tonight. Although I’d invited him over for dinner, I had decided we’d be starting with dessert first.

Therefore I slipped into some red lacy lingerie. Dessert was my favorite. And food made everything better including sex for that matter. Making my way back into the kitchen I carried several bowls back into my bedroom and placed them on my nightstand. From chocolate syrup to whipped cream, each bowl contained an ingredient that ensured tonight would be delicious. Consequently, hearing the doorbell ring I wrapped myself in my matching red silk robe and made my way to the door.

“I was worried you might change your mind about coming,” I said smiling as I opened the door.

He laughed nervously, handing me the bottle of wine he had bought over. I could feel his eyes wandering over the red silk that covered my body as he followed me inside. We can eat later on, dinner will be done soon, it’s in the oven” I said. “In the meantime though…” I let my words trail off as I reached up and kissed him deeply. He wrapped his arms around me lifting me onto the counter. Sliding his tongue into my mouth he continued kissing me as he slid a hand in between my legs. I knew he could feel my wetness through my lingerie.

Undoing the silk tie of my robe he slid it off my shoulders. “Did you wear this for me?” he asked continuing to massage in between my legs. “Well food makes everything better but so does lingerie” I replied laughing flirtatiously. Hopping down off the counter I led him by the hand to my bedroom.

I couldn’t wait for him to taste me, food makes everything better.

“Get your clothes off” I ordered. “Oooh, yes ma’am” he replied excitedly undressing. Laying back on the bed, he glanced over at the bowls I’d set out for us. “What are those for?” he asked. “Well like I keep telling you…food makes everything better” I stated. Subsequently, picking up the bowl of chocolate syrup I dipped my finger in and ran it down his chest. I slowly licked my way down, pausing right above his hard cock. Dipping the swollen head of his cock in the chocolate I sucked eagerly. I didn’t stop until I had cleaned the chocolate all off.

“My turn!” he said as pushed me onto the bed. Ripping my lingerie down the middle, he grabbed a bowl of caramel syrup and poured it over my exposed breasts. As a result, I moaned as he bent down licking the stickiness off my skin. Coupled with the way he flicked his tongue over my hard nipples, I squirmed with pleasure. “I want you” I begged. He positioned himself between my legs teasing my warm wet slit with his cock. Pushing it in we both moaned as he moved himself in and out again and again. “I’m going to cum” he moaned. I could feel his cock twitch and throb as he emptied himself inside of me.

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