>>91857282As you finish your trip down the stairs, the entryway to the kitchen reveals a most welcome sight. Standing with her back to you is a young woman, humming to herself as she works the stove. Her bright red hair is tied up into twin pigtails, but apart from that and a blue apron, her body is completely bare. Leaning against the doorframe, you take the time to admire her body as she works. Pale, freckle kissed skin shines in the morning light, and her leg muscles tighten as she stands upon her toes to reach the sizzling meat in the back of the pan.
“I’m sorry sir, but you’ll have to make an order soon, there’s a line forming.”
With those words the redhead gives you a glance over her shoulder. A smirk on her plump lips and the same devilish look on her eyes that made you fall for her all those years ago. With a grin of your own forming, you saunter up behind the enchanting chef and wrap your arms around her petite waist, pressing your lips against hers in a wordless hello.
“Good morning Wendy” You say softly as you pull away. “Do you know where the juice is?”
With those words she scoffs and playfully pushes you away.
“It’s in the refrigerator, or did you forget where that is?”
With a smile on your face, you pour yourself a glass of OJ and sit down at the table. You barely have a second to think before your rosy bride serves you a spread of bacon, eggs, and tomatoes on toast. With a plate of her own, Wendy sits at the table across from you and begins to dig in.
“So… I was thinking…” You listen as Wendy attempts to talk between mouthfuls. “There’s a new McDonalds… opening up downtown.”
“Come on Wendy, its Saturday, you promised today wouldn’t be all about work.”
The redhead stops eating to toss you a cheeky grin.
“Aw come on dude, I was going to take you with me, I just want to pop in to rustle up Ronnie a bit.”
“I don’t know…”
