[dutifulrose] - Salad Dressing
I was on the verge of deciding that the book I was reading was not worth finishing when I heard Emmaโs scream. It wasnโt a scream, exactlyโmore of a gasping cry. I hastened from the couch to the kitchen, where Emma was staring at the screen of her laptop on the counter.
โAre you okay?โ I asked.
โOh. Yeah, yeah.โ Emma did a sort of smirk-snort.
โItโs nothing. I was just surprised is all.โ
โSurprised about what?โ
Emma swiveled her laptop. On the screen was a picture of a rather attractive naked woman with a large cucumber stuffed well into her vagina.
โIn the shower I was thinking about trying a differing kind of salad. So I threw on my gown and did a recipe search while the idea was fresh,โ Emma explained.
โStuff from our garden.โ
I did a quasi-snort of my own.
โWhat?โ Emma asked.
โStuff. The operative word. Garden stuff.โ
โRight,โ Emma said, perhaps mildly amused.
โWell, it looks like an interesting recipe,โ I said.
โWhatโs the cooking time?โ
โYouโre stretching things,โ Emma said.
โThe operative word being stretching. But really, does this turn you on?โ
I took too long to answer.
โOkay,โ Emma said. She closed the laptop lid.
The very next afternoon I was again on the couch, this time with a different book, somewhat more promising, when Emma called to me. My finger in the book so as not to lose my place, I made my way to the kitchen. Emma was lying on the kitchen counter. She was naked. In her hand was a carrot. It was quite large. She touched the tip of it to her hip.
โI thought maybe I would make a salad,โ she said.
โUsing stuff I just harvested from our garden. And that recipe from on-line.โ The tip of the carrot caressed the slot of her sex.
โWhat do you think?โ
I took too long to answer. The carrot pushed slowly into Emmaโs cunt. Emmaโs eyes never left mine as she fucked herself with the carrot. I lost my place in the book. I took the carrot from Emmaโs hand. From Emmaโs cunt. I replaced it, first with my tongue, then with my cock. Emma screamed. Not a scream, exactly. More of a gasping cry.
โThat was nice,โ she told me later.
โI especially love your salad dressing.โ