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Need a hand?” He shook his head, “It’s okay. I’ve got this. Would you like a drink while I’m up?” he asked as he turned and stepped back into the kitchen. “Eh, yeah, sure, please.” She replied, her gaze on the swell of his ass as he returned into the kitchen before she looked back to the TV, enjoying her show and trying to give Sam a little space, not wanting to risk pushing him away again. After a couple of minutes he returned and offered her a glass, with some surprise she took the glass of red wine, eying it and eying him with a curious smile, “Trying to get me drunk?” He shrugged a little, almost coyly she thought, “It pairs well with what I’m making.” She shrugged too japanese and smiled, “I’m not complaining,” she settled back with her glass of wine and took her sip, typically she preferred whiskey or gin, but she wasn’t against a glass of red wine, though she had expected something soft from him. Humming softly Sam began to prepare and cook, making a homemade sauce to go with penne they had in the cupboard. It was incredibly relaxing for him, able to let his mind drift as his hands worked. He tasted what he was making often, seasoning with a variety of different herbs and ingredients to balance it out perfectly, the scents and aromas floating through the house, drawing Cassandra’s interest as his cooking always did. “Mm, that smells delicious Sammy, what kind of sauce are you busty making?” She called through, her glass half empty in her hand as she reclined comfortably on the couch, running tit fuck her hands through her dark hair. “A bolognese,” he called back, “Need a refill?” She eyed her glass for a moment then shrugged, “Couldn’t hurt.” He came through with the bottle that she noted was missing more than one glass’s worth than wine and he proceeded to top up her wine. “You had a glass too?” She asked, eying him curiously. “Might have another.” He smiled a little coy and turned to leave again, going back to his kitchen as she sat, an eyebrow raised in thought, she wasn’t exactly going to stop him from lowering his inhibitions after all. After a little while Cassandra found herself looking towards the kitchen as much as towards the TV, the gentle musical humming of Sam and the scents coming from the kitchen enticing her hunger more than the TV could hold her interest. After a few more minutes and unable to help herself she stood, carrying her glass as she sauntered through towards the source of her mounting interest. She leaned against the doorway with a smile, twirling a lock of her hair between two fingers as she watched him plate up, noting the empty glass of wine next to a now empty bottle. “All ready?” she asked, smiling as she sipped from her glass, stepping forward to look at the delicious looking meal being plated up. “Mmhm, help yourself.” He replied, looking up at her with those beautiful eyes of his. "I thought the wine was to be paired with the food?" She asked with a smirk, tracing a finger down the empty bottle. He eyed it and her then shrugged innocently, "I'll open a new one then, shall I?" "Sure." She smirked, "Just bring it through hm?" She smiled and stepped forward, reaching out for a plate and taking it. The meal was amazing, he was a truly talented cook and everything he made she enjoyed. They ate together, watching the TV and once she was finished he collected her plate, washing up before returning to the couch, pouring out two glasses of wine. friend She took it and smiled as he sat beside her, tucking his legs up under himself, just like his mom would. They sat in relative quiet for a while, simply relaxing in front of the TV girlfriend in each others company until they had each, at last, finished their wine. At four glasses each, even with the full meal, Cassandra was feeling the alcohols buzz. Sam collected the glasses and bottle stepping away, placing them in the kitchen before returning, sitting beside Cassandra, albeit much closer this time. She looked at him with a playful smirk as he bunched up next to her, but he simply blushed and looked away towards the TV. With no other option, she raised her arm and slid it around his waist, watching as he tucked in close to her, his head resting against the swell of her chest through her top, his legs tucked up under him, the two of them cuddling exactly like she teens often would with his mom. After a little while, as they relaxed, her hand gently caressing the skin of his arm, he worked up the courage to speak, nestling a little closer into her embrace, “Did… You mean what you said earlier?” “What about?” She asked while giving him a little squeeze, something he seemed to respond positively to. “Women like you… Not being rare…” She shrugged a little, “We really ain’t, I don’t know the numbers but one in every eight? Every ten? Dean called the next week and we talked about last Saturday. My pussy was aching for cock… I was desperate. “Are you serious? Momo was the real concern, my neurotic, bitchy cat. 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