BODY

BODY

“I can make the popcorn.” I offer, just sitting on the couch watching him move blankets from the guest room to the living room.

He sighs like I asked him to hand over his first born child.

“Listen here young lady, when I say sit, you sit, if I need your help, I’ll ask, but until then, please do not lift your pretty butt of that sofa, do you understand me?”

I gulp. Even with his voice and words even, I could feel my body come alive as he spoke.

“Peanut? Where’s my confirmation?”

“Yes, I understand.”

“That’s my good girl.”

He goes into the kitchen to make the popcorn and my eyes follow him. They never leave his body as he moves about in the kitchen.

How can he make popcorn in such an erotic way? Was that even legal?

I watch with lips slightly parted as he popped one piece into his mouth, I gulp as he chews.

“Perfect.” He says to himself as he picks up the bowl and returns to the sofa.

“Come over here.” He tells me.

When I do shift over to him, he