Chapter 50: An Unsual Breakfast
Santiago
Hmm I am tasting her with appetite on this kitchen island and it is so exciting. Afterwards, I feel her arch and cum, and the most thrilling part is hearing her call out my name.
"Santi!"
The orgasm hits me full force. I keep going and my semen spills into my condom.
Fuck.. Orely !
I let my head fall between her neck and sense her sweet perfume. Her scent intoxicates me and drives me crazy. She gives me a gentle kiss on my head, and it is the very first time a woman has affectionately kissed me, and I allow her to do so. She wraps her arms around me. With her, I feel like myself and not Santiago the terror or the devil. Slowly, I guide my face towards hers.
"You were sensational, did you like it?" I questioned.
"Yes, I like it very much. You were just perfect."
I smile at her before we get up and get dressed.
"I think we should prepare this breakfast after all that effort, don’t you think?" I urged, helping her adjust her little sexy outfit.
"You mean after the effort, the comfort!" she laughs, tying back her hair.
"Yeah, right!
"I completely agree, but first I would like to go to the bathroom," she says. I nod and tell her to come back quickly.
"I don't know, but I think I am starting to fall in love." I thought suddenly.
No, it can't be. It must be hunger that is making me think such absurdities. Me, in love! What if it were true? I shake my head slightly, placing the already oiled frying pan on the electronic cooktop.
I am going to get two plates from the top cupboard and some cutlery from the drawer. Since I had already cooked grilled chicken earlier and with this unforeseen event but a pleasant one, I will only need to reheat it.
I pour a bit of beaten eggs into the hot pan, and the sizzling sounds coming from the stovetop as the eggs cook make my mouth water.
Orely arrives fresh and starts making the tomato salad. As she cuts them into small wedges, I wash the arugula leaves and dry them in a spin-dryer. I set the table and arrange the plates. She then fetches the orange juice from the fridge and places it with two glasses on a tray. She takes it to the dining table.
"Enjoy your meal!" she said, taking a bite of the omelette with her fork.
"Enjoy your meal too. As it is only eleven o'clock and the weather is gorgeous, how about we go for a little hike?" I suggest.
"Ah, of course! I would love to! How could I refuse such an offer? I am delighted." she exclaimed excitedly.
I knew it, she loves nature, a free environment that helps to recharge your batteries. She is absolutely right, how can one say no! We have one thing in common, which is already a good start for getting along well.
"Great! After lunch we'll go for our little walk."
"Deal! I can't wait. By the way, it is delicious, I am enjoying myself."
"Glad you like it and I return the compliment for the salad."
"It is just a salad, but thanks for appreciating it."
"Arrh stop, it is delicious," I exclaimed and we burst out laughing.
Our breakfast ends in good spirits and I can see that she is happy here and so am I when she is by my side. As it is Saturday, I am going to make the most of spending the whole weekend with her.
Orely
This breakfast is the best Iah have ever had, and what a welcome! As soon as I came down, being on the kitchen island completely naked with this man feels so unreal! And I have to tell you, he truly lived up to the occasion. Oh yes, I can assure you of that!
Hmm, what about breakfast? I did not have any coffee today and I did not even notice because the first part of the meal was.. let's say succulent? Do you understand what I am talking about? Of course you do, you love these spicy scenes, isn't it? But anyway, let's move on. I loved what Santi prepared for me and he is pretty good in the kitchen, even though he is a businessman, and on top of that he is the godfather of the Italian mafia. I would say he looks like a normal person to me, not a rich, arrogant and ill-bred guy who shows off!
I am currently feeling like a battery since he told me we would go hiking! Oh nature, how I adore you! Between the wildflowers and the waterfalls, what we call torrents or cascades, are developed due to the formation of water from a river or stream falling from a height to create a spectacular visual effect. I know this, thanks to a friend in France when I went there for my perfumery business.
And from there, I was lucky enough to take a guided tour of the Gavarnie waterfall in the Hautes-Pyrénées. My goodness, this natural site boasts the highest waterfall in mainland France. Can you believe it? An exceptional natural spectacle, surrounded by magnificent scenery that I'll never forget, and even today, I am discovering another horizon that I'll never tire of. I hope one day I'll be able to visit Niagara Falls! So what? And, why not? I have got a right to dream, don't I?
I see myself, immediately struck by the majestic power of the falls, where the sound of water tumbling into the deafening yet captivating void. But for the moment I close my eyes, imagining myself with Santiago where I feel the light mist emanating from the falls, refreshing my face.
"Orely? Orely?" Santiago suddenly calls me, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Huh?" I wonder.
"Are you daydreaming already? We are about to leave soon, are we going to get ready?" he claims, noticing that he has finished doing the dishes.
“Okay, but you also know how to clean! Wow, I am getting to know you better every day, hmm?"
"You have fallen off the tracks ! Being a member of high society doesn't mean you can't do anything.