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By kylie Date: 2002 Mar 19 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.19.11.13.11212]] |
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"I'm making a cookies" she announced as she bopped into the kitchen wearing his Addidas sweats and her black lace bra. He put the crossword down to look at her with those smoky blue eyes. "You're not serious" he said with a chuckle. "You're the queen of the carry-out. You can't even make toast for chrissakes." "I'm going to make a cookies - sugar cookies" she repeated. She began to browse the cupboards while her ponytail bobbed as she moved. He focused on her petite frame, creamy skin against black lace. In complete disbelief, he slid off the couch and moved to the kitchen. This was one event he wasn't going to miss. She glanced at his physique, strong dark skin against the white of his favorite Docker shorts. "So, what's your recipe?" he asked. "It's a secret", she said, "but pay attention and you'll be able to pick it up." She stopped for a second and then added "actually, it's not hard...yet." He looked at her quizzically. "I'm ready when you are..." She began: "Take one dark sugar and place it on a flat surface. Take 1/2 a cup of oil about room temperature, and drizzle it over the dark sugar. Next, take the spatula and slowly fold the brown sugar until it's moist." He began to smile, she continued: "Layer the blonde sugar on top to soak the oil up." His interest began to peak. "Go on." "Add a tiny bit of warm water and knead with hands until the mix is firm and wet". He was grinning from ear to ear as he watched her strut casually across the kitchen. "Take some time doing this last step," she said. "The dough will automatically get hotter the more touching and kneading you do." She began to unzip his Dockers. He began to sweat. "So, how long do you work the dough?" he asked, his quivering hands feeling their way across the back of her bra. "Until the brown sugar becomes soft again." She slid the sweats off, and facing him, lowered herself on his lap. Black lace on white cotton. He let out a soft moan. "Believe me, you'll know" she said softly as she raised his lips to hers. "The mix will be warm and still a bit moist when finished. Separate a bit, but not completely, and lay out on a soft surface. It's actually pretty easy." She gently slipped her tongue past his lips, he returned her kiss. He lifted her up and slowly laid her down on the carpet. "Where are we going?" she asked coyly. "To try out your recipe..." he replied. |