100 Days To Decide

Kathy had woken up earlier than the previous morning. She walked into the bathroom and washed her face. Her eyes looked swollen from the reflection in the mirror but it was just a lack of sleep.

She had not gotten enough sleep since she had a lot to do. Her tummy was aching so she walked to the kitchen to make breakfast. Hunger prompted her into action, she looked around and got a bowl.

She tied her hair with a band and took a bowl from the kitchen sink. Her long legs flaunted beautifully on the shorts she wore. Her milky skin tone, curve, and, perfect body had to be the reason Mason was this obsessed with her. She stood there for a while contemplating the dish to prepare.

She was considering making either Tuna melt baked potato or some sugar-free biscuits. Just as she was trying to make a choice, a thought crossed her mind. "Yes!" She thought aloud. She settled for fried green tomatoes.

The process was going to be an interesting one. She stood still and smiled, reminiscing of the first day she had made this meal. She was at Mason's place and was contemplating what to prepare when Mason offered to teach her how to prepare the meal. He told her stories of how it turned into his favorite meal while growing up.

"Hey, what are you making?" He asked. She turned behind her to see him walk behind her and gave a faint smile.

"Hey," she replied. "I'm still contemplating but I was thinking of Tuna melt baked potato."

"Ouuu, that would be nice but how about you make Fried green tomatoes? I could assist you though."

"Or maybe I could assist you 'cause I don't have any idea how that is prepared," Kathy said touching his nose with the tip of her fingers.

"Alright baby, let's get this done," he replied leaning a bit closer to kiss her forehead. "You look so good on my shirt too."

"I sure do," she confirmed smiling. "Can you help with that?" She asked pointing at a plate on the kitchen sink."

"Sure," he replied stretching his hands to pick it and then he handed it over to her.

"Thanks."

"I don't think I'll be able to concentrate seeing you like this," Mason teased holding her waist and leaving kisses all over her face.

"You're going to get me horny if you keep doing this Mason, back off!"

"Oh, I will?" Mason asked acting oblivious.

"Yes you will," she replied turning to face him.

He stepped closer and rubbed her back softly. He pulled her into a tight hug and bit her lips, slowly tasting her lips.

"Sorry to break this moment but we have a meal to prepare."

"Ooourgh okay," he sighed in defeat.

"So should I slice these?" She asked raising the green tomatoes.

"Yes please, cut into half-inch slices then uhm, where's the flour?" He asked looking around.

"Behind you," Kathy replied.

"Right, thanks," he smiled turning the flour and seasoning into a single plate. "Add those," Kathy requested pointing to the buttermilk and egg.

"Yes ma'am," Mason replied smiling.

"Let me have it, I'll whisk it myself," she said.

While Kathy was frying the coated tomato slice, Mason walked behind her and kissed her neck gently, making her tickle.

"The aroma is so appealing, I'm so sure it would taste great." He remarked. "Crazy how you didn't even wait to be taught.

"Sure?" She asked raising her brows.

"Yes of course," he replied letting go of her waist.

"Dinner is ready," Kathy announced.

"I definitely cannot wait to taste this meal!" Mason replied watching her transfer the meal into plates.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. You know what else I can't wait to taste?" He asked looking at her lips.

"I think I do."

"No, you don't."

"So tell me," she requested smiling.

"I can't wait to taste you," he said with a smile tugged on his lips.

"So why wait?" She asked teasing him. She placed her hands on his shoulder, tracing his lips with hers and possessing his.

"Kathy..," he moaned, momentarily losing focus on everything. He carried her with his hands, her legs wrapped around his waist. He dropped her on the kitchen table and continued kissing her, pulling her shirt over her head.

He gently pushed his hands behind and unhooked her bra, sliding the black strips down both of her arms before tossing it to the kitchen floor.

"Mason, what? Ma..," Kathy called laughing when she saw he threw her bra to the kitchen floor.

"The door isn't locked Mason," she reminded him.

"It is. Now be silent," he instructed, brushing her hair behind her ear.

"Okay," she whispered looking at his lips seductively. Her eager hands moved to his boxers and slowly tugged them down his thighs, using her feet to finish up. She held his back and grabbed his waist, his sweaty body.

Mason bent over and tickled the nape of her neck. He gently fondled her nipples leaving her moaning softly

"Please Mason. Please," Kathy hissed holding him tighter.

He continued to tease her, building sexual tension in her. He pressed his lips against hers to silence her and he swallowed her grasp. He enjoyed seeing her this way.

His hands traced down to the top of her shorts, took a grip, and pulled it off, her pants following. Without warning, his tongue slid below and swirled filling her with so much pleasure.

"Ourghh," she moaned softly and loudly.

"Try to be quiet baby," Mason said smirking.

She used her hands to cover her lips, trying to muffle the gasps falling from her lips as his tongue swirled in her.

He turned his face to her to catch a glance at her face and how she looked before turning and gliding his tongue back in her cunt, hitting a sensitive spot.

With one hand covering her mouth to avoid loud moans, the other was firmly holding his sweaty back. She began shifting her hips to meet his tongue. When he was done, he kissed her navel and told her how good she tasted.

"Trust me, I can live with tasting only you for the rest of my goddamn life."

A smile appeared involuntarily on her face and her cheeks turned red. "I promise I'm not blushing," she laughed.

"Well your face tells me otherwise, my lady," Mason said lifting her face and kissing her forehead.

"You should freshen up so we can have dinner."

"You just ate me though," Kathy laughed, teasing him.

"Of course I just did."

"I... was actually thinking we'd yunno... have sex," Kathy said looking at him.

"We have all night Kathy and possibly forever. Trust me, you won't get tired of me I promise," he said and winked at her.

"Geez, you're nasty as hell! Get me off this table," she chuckled. Just as she stood to her feet and turned her back against him, she felt his hands.

If this was still foreplay, she couldn't tell because Mason had never held her by the throat before.

"fuck," she muttered as soon as her skin felt the steel of the pocket knife by her throat.

"You fucking piece of shit."

"Mason please.."

"You fucking played with my intelligence Kathy. You thought I wouldn't know how much of a bitch you are? Spare me the answer and wait for me in hell."