Kiss the chef (2)

TRISTAN

This woman was driving me crazy.

Dinner tasted like gourmet food even if it was just mac and cheese. She'd given us each a side of broccoli salad, and Aurora was gobbling hers up with an enthusiasm only reserved for the ice cream she loved so much. It was strange seeing my little girl eating salad but I understood the excitement. I couldn't put my fork down either.

That didn't mean I was any less keen on having the chef for dessert. My cock was straining through my pants at the thought of it. She'd been close to me just a moment ago and I could feel the sweet scent of her perfume, coupled with her arousal. It made me feel like an animal. I wanted to bend her over the dining table and devour her.

I was glad Aurora was there as a buffer, to stop me from doing something both of us might regret.