-1Dessert came before dinner that night. With there lust satisfied they lay in the after glow breathing heavy and running there hands over each others bodies. Patrick let out a moan as Cat rolled on top of him. It was too much, this was some thing out of a movie. (granted it would be the dirty movie you watch late night on payper view, and in that movie he would probly be incredibly ripped and outrageously large in the package area.) Cat kissed his neck and fondled his love handles. It was too much. Cat let out a satisfied sigh. They had been at it for three hours. Patrick felt like he had just run a marathon. He was exhausted every inch of his body was begging for sleep, and food oh god was he starving he had never been this hungry in his life.
"Where are you going?" Patrick asked opening his eyes and sitting up some.
"The dinner I promised you, I'll be back with some thing to snack on" and with a wink she disappeared into the apartment. Leaving Patrick to curl up in the warm blankets and close his eyes and breath in the smell of Cats cooking.
"Patrick…" Cat's sweet voice pulled him out of a shallow slumber. He was asleep but he wasn't, he could hear every sound she made, smell her fantastic cooking but at the same time he was out.
"hum"
"its going to be a while for dinner…I brought you some thing to tide you over till then"
"I can wait"
"no you cant, your starving,"
Cat was standing over him with a plate. She was in his shirt, it was longer on her then it was on him but it left nothing to the imagination.
"what is it?"
"a plate of brashetta my dear"
"oh"
"in lamance terms bread smothered in oils and herbs with loads of cheese… at least the way I make it"
Cat smiled as she saw the look on Patrick's face. His eyes widened he ran his tongue around his plump lips and a childish smile graced his lips.
"Slow down" cat giggled as she watched Patrick swallow a piece of brashetta in 2 large bites. His face took on a shade of pink and Cat smiled. Boys were so silly.
"you need to enjoy it, not just wolf it down. Food is meant to be enjoyed" Cat paused slowly taking a bit. Patrick was aroused by her indulgence.
"enjoy it love, the crispness of the bread, the sharpness of the cheese, every thing needs to be sinfully enjoyed"
Patrick took another piece of brashetta, taking a bite and a moment to enjoy it.
"did you learn that in Italy too?"
"Queens"
"Like Queens New York?"
"yep"
Patrick paused a minuet pondering what she had just said. He took another bite out of the sinfully good meal she had just prepared.
"are you gonna go on or should I ask what you mean?"
"my uncle, on by dads side. Owns restaurant, nothing hugely fancy or any thing but its his passion, but he LOVES food. That's where I learned every thing I know, from him"
"really?"
"oh ya, my parents career was always first. And I don't blame them when you are holding a beating heart in your hands you cant worry about birthdays and the like,
Patrick nodded taking another piece of brashetta with out noticing it.
"so my uncle had a big hand in raising me and my brother, he would do any thing for me. He bought me the ticket for Italy. I'll never forget that. He just handed it to me, it was my 2nd semester in college, I asked what he was doing and he just said 'I'm not giving you a plane ticket to the most beautiful place in the world, I'm not telling you that the flight leaves at 7:30, and I'm not implying you stop trying to win affection and do what your passion is' so I went I left that night just dropped every thing"
"wow"
"ya, he's always told me to do what makes me happy and I am"
"how'd you end up here?" Patrick mumbled through a mouth full of food.
"oh ya, the ticket my uncle gave me was a one way, and on my return trip I landed in here. I figured I would stay a few weeks. But I don't know I fell in love with it here. I met josh and he's a character. But really I'm not sure, I just never got around to going home. Besides, why would I want to be any where but here…"
She laid her head down on his chest and sighed. Patrick ran his fingers through the tangled mess of her hair.
"this is so perfect"
"what is?"
"you tonight every thing"
"I'm very far from perfect"
"I beg to differ"
Cat rolled her eyes and pulled her body close to his.
Patrick laughed as Cat seductively ate the last piece of brashetta. She was so strange.
She placed a kiss in the center of his chest before going back to running her fingers up and down his stomach.
"are you ok?"
"ya sure"
"your just fidgeting a lot is all"
"I'm sorry"
"are you uncomfortable?"
"no"
"then what's wrong? Is it me touching your tummy?"
"uh"
"its ok"
Cat kissed his neck and curled up next to him, humming softly and stroking his stomach. She fell asleep wrapped tightly in his strong arms.
The rest of the night was more of the same. Lots of food, wine and sex. Patrick was running his finger tips up and down her back. She was beautiful sexy and smart. Every thing he had ever dreamed of getting in a girl, scratch that a woman. She had been talking all night, while Patrick stuffed his self. He had never been so full in all his life, but then again he had never been so comfortable in all his life.
Patrick sang softly as Cat rubbed his full engorged gut and every now and then letting her fingertips grace to end of his penis. Yes Patrick was full happy and incredibly satisfied.
Patrick woke up to the sound of something in a skillet and Cat singing something in what he guessed was Italian. Patrick sighed, he could get use to living like this. Of course it would be bad for his waist if he did, but what the fuck did it matter. All that mattered was right now Cat was cooking for him, was probably naked and would pleasure him when he had finished his next meal.
"La buona mattina il mio amore"
Patrick had no idea what she said but it sounded hot, sexy and he wanted her.
"how did you sleep?"
"like the dead"
"good I hope your hungry"
Patrick pulled back on his shirt and boxers and headed into the kitchen to join cat, who was clothed in a bra and panties. Cat slid a plate over to Patrick, it was piled high with food waffles eggs toast bacon. She made her self a plate and took the seat opposite of Patrick.
Patrick managed seconds of every thing. He was now full and bloated once again. Cat leaned back in her seat and sighed.
"I'm so stuffed"
"oh, me too"
"lets go back and lay down in bed"
"you make it so easy"
"what?"
"to get you in bed, I don't even have to try hard"
Cat rolled her eyes as she stood up and sashayed off to her room. Patrick gulped down his coffee and followed her. By the time he made it to her room she was already undressed and under the sheets.
"get in here"
Patrick smiled, as he started for the bed.
"wait, your gonna have to be naked if you wanna join me"
"come on"
"sorry love I don't make the rules I just enforce them"
Cat stretched arching her back and running her hand along the empty side of the bed. Running a hand over his full taunt tummy Patrick ran through all of his options. He had eaten to the point of feeling sick, his stomach was round hard and distended he wasn't thrilled about letting Cat see him. But on the other hand that bed looked fantastic, ok so maybe Cat being in the bed made it look all the better.
Cat let out a sigh, Patrick always had to be difficult. What did she have to do? Spell it out for him? She loved the way he looked, he had the most perfect build she had ever scene. She swung her legs over the bed and strolled over to him, enjoying the way her breasts bounced and hips swung with every step. She stood up on her tippy toes a bit and placed a kiss on his full lips. Patrick eagerly returned the kiss, Cat reached behind him and tugged off his shirt. Patrick stood there crossing his arms over his chest and tummy trying to hid the most recent damage he had done to him self. Cat slow began to kiss his neck, working her was slowly to his chest, spending plenty of time to tease his nipples. She worked her self down slowly to the main event, that gorgeously round stomach. She squeezed his thick love handles planting soft sensual kisses as she moved down. She stopped just under his belly button and glanced up at him. Patrick's breathing had slowed down, he bit his lip. Cat grinned she could feel his stiff erection pressing agents her chest. She lovingly ran her hand over it causing it to grow all the faster.
"I think we should move this to the bed" Patrick said with a devilish grin.
"You just read my mind"
