Physical Therapy

(Roxy’s POV)

I was almost ready to go when Sarah yelled from her room “Don’t forget to use protection”

“I bet he has some” I yelled back

“Never trust the guy!”

“Well I am on the pill anyway, just in case he doesn’t have any” I told her

“Ok, I will see you tomorrow?” she asked coming out of her room

“Yes I will be back here by 8 at the latest” I told her and grabbing everything I would need

“Ok, have fun” she said and wiggled her eye brows

“I plan to” I said smiling and leaving.

The drive over to Geno’s was nerve racking. I kept second guessing myself; is it too soon? Will he like it? Does he even want to have sex with me? Am I trying to hard? But then I started thinking about the times that we have made out; he was definitely interested I could feel it against my leg. But what if I am not as good as his last girlfriend?

I had to push all of these thoughts out of my head when I came to the gate. I put in the code and it swung open; the garage was open and I parked behind his car and shut the garage door. I entered the house as quiet as I could because I didn’t want to wake him. I put everything down in the kitchen and got to work. The meatloaf had been in for about 30 minutes and the potatoes were boiling when I heard feet on the stairs.

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(Geno’s POV)

Today was interesting, from everyone meeting Sarah to telling them Roxy and I were dating. I got home and cleaned up the kitchen and my bedroom before Roxy came over. I texted her the gate code and went to sleep.

When I woke up it smelled amazing and I found myself going to the kitchen. I had just walked into the room with my eyes closed and smelling the air. “Mmm, smells go...” I couldn’t say anything else; she was standing there with her back to me wiping down the counter tops. She was wearing this short black dress that hugged her ass perfectly. Before she turned around I looked down to see if she could see how much this was affecting me; but thankfully my sweats hid that…for now.

“Hey baby” she said and turned around, Oh God she is trying to kill me. The front of the dress was just as tight as the back and it hugged everything like a glove. I had to physically stop myself from moaning out loud. I had to play it cool.

“Hey, smells good” I said and walked over and gave her a kiss on the head. I don’t trust myself to kiss her on the lips without wanting more.

“Thanks, it should be ready in half an hour” she said “I still have to mash the potatoes, if you want to help”

“Um, I’m going to go change into something nicer” I said backing away

“You don’t have to, if you don’t want to” she said

“No, I be back” and with that I ran up the stairs to calm down.

What the hell is she thinking wearing that? I’m not sure which was better, her wearing that dress or in just a towel? Does she think I have that much control, not to take her in my kitchen? I dressed in black slacks and a red button down shirt. I couldn’t help but imagine her in that kitchen every night cooking dinner with a little boy and girl running around. I really wanted that, but I couldn’t tell her that after a week of dating. What was I suppose to say?

Hey even though we have been dating for a week I want you to have my kids? She will think I am crazy and break up with me.

I took a minute to calm down before going down stairs, at least this time I knew what I was getting into. When I walked into the kitchen she was draining the potatoes.

“Need help?” I asked and she jumped “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare”

“No its fine, I just didn’t hear you came in” she said “Can you get the milk out and some butter?”

“Yeah” I said and got them out of the fridge.

“Do you have a mixer?” she asked

“Um, I don’t know?” I said

“It’s ok, I will look around” she said and started looking in the cabinets. She is so cute reaching on her toes to see the back, but then she started looking in the bottom ones. She was bending over and I could almost see everything she had to offer. “Found it!” she said and snapped me out of my fantasy.

“Good” I said even though I didn’t know what she had found. “Oh смеситель!” I said when she put the machine on the counter.

“A mixer?” she asked

“Mixer” I said

“Yeah it mixes things together, hence the name mixer” she said smiling and plugging it in.

She put butter and some milk in the potatoes and started mixing.

“How you know what to do?” I asked

“My mom has been teaching me how to cook since I can remember” she said

“Do you miss them?” I ask

“Yeah, it is still kind of weird that I can’t just go home for dinner or drive over to see them. But at least they are in the same country” she said and looked to me

“Yeah, it hard but they come for month to visit” I said

“When?” she asked

“Um, usually February or March” I said

“That is nice” she said “Well these are almost ready” with that she used her finger to scoop some up and try it. She closed her eyes and moaned while sucking her finger; I could feel the blood rushing south.

“What do you want to drink?” I ask changing the subject

“What do you have?” she asked

“Um, beer, water, and Gatorade” I said looking into my fridge. She came and slipped in front of me reached in and grabbed two beers. She is teasing me, when she reached in she pushed her ass into my crotch.

“Beer is good” she said as she walked away swinging her hips. If she wanted to play that way I can play too.

She was bending over to check the meatloaf in the oven and I came over behind her and bent down to see too. “Looks good” I said in her ear and I heard her swallow and take a deep breath.

“Shouldn’t be too long” she said standing up and I wrapped my arms around her waist.

“Good, I’m starving” I said

“Me too” she said “You look nice, I like this shirt”

“Thanks got it for Christmas. I like your dress” I said and looked up and down her body.

“Thanks I think I got it last year” she said blushing slightly

“Well it looks good on you” I said and finally kissed her like I wanted to when I first saw her.
We were still kissing when the timer went off.

She pulled away and said “Now that is a real welcome kiss” she went over and pulled the meatloaf out of the oven. After that kiss I don’t know how I am going to get through dinner with our clothes still on. “Can you set the table?” she asked

“Yeah” I said and got busy setting the table and putting fresh beers next to our plates.

“Thanks baby” she said and put the meatloaf on the table “Can you grab the mashed potatoes?”

“Sure” I said trying to restrain myself from taking her clothes off right now.

We sit down, I scoop some mashed potatoes on my plate and she puts a slice of meatloaf on my plate. Does the same for herself but is watching me take my first bite. Oh God not only is she beautiful she can cook. I think I just fell more in love with her.

“Wow, this is amazing” I said practically moaning “just like you” I said and leaned over to give her a kiss.

“Thanks, I can’t take that much credit. It is my mom’s recipe” she said smiling and digging
into her meal. We eat in mostly silence because of the delicious meal but there is still tension between us. We got done with dinner and made our way into the living room.

“Want to watch movie?” I ask even though that is not what I really want.

“Sure” she says and goes over to my movie collection and bends over. She is going to kill me if she bends over one more time. She finally picks a movie and puts it in. She comes over and snuggles up to me so I put my arm around her waist. It had been about 10 minutes but I could not concentrate on the movie. She had one hand running up and down my arm and her other hand was on my thigh. She was making invisible designs with her fingers and it was driving me crazy.

Finally after 5 minutes she stopped, sighed, and suddenly turned to me and said “Geno, are you going to kiss me or what?” sounding frustrated.