When Marcus woke up, the first thing he noticed was that Mindy wasn't sleeping beside him, and an unusual smell. It wasn't an unpleasant smell, but it took him a few moments to place it.
Pancakes.
Pancakes and bacon.
And Coffee.
Confused as to why he was smelling these things, he got up and headed downstairs before he was really awake. What he found in the kitchen was Mindy sitting at the kitchen table in her white bra and pink panties that Marcus had got her, reading the sunday comic, with a syrup covered plate pushed off to the side. There was a mixing bowl in the sink, as well as a skillet, and there was a full pot of coffee sitting in the coffee maker.
"Good morning," Mindy said, looking up and smiling at him.
Marcus continued to look around the kitchen while walking towards Mindy, his head still a fog and trying to figure out what had happened. "Did you," he started, "...cook?"
Mindy nodded her head and then gave Marcus a deep kiss on the lips and then went back to reading comics while Marcus opened her bra, and started squeezing her boobs.
Marcus was baffled by this, "Since when do you cook?"
Mindy shrugged without looking up, "I just felt like having pancakes. Cold cereal gets old after awhile, ya know? I didn't think you'd wake up so early so I ate without you. I'd known the smell would wake you up I would have waited for you. But," She then twisted around and pointed at the oven, "There are more in the oven, along with bacon, sausage, and scrambled eggs. There's juice in the fridge, and some shredded cheese if you like cheese on your eggs. And of course coffee."
Marcus walked over to the oven and opened it, verifying the presence of pancakes, sausage, bacon, and eggs. "You did all this yourself?"
"Mm-hmm."
"How did you learn?"
"I looked up recipes online. Oh, some of those have banana in them. Those should be on the left side of the plate and the plain ones are on the right. The ones in the middle are blueberry. There's maple and strawberry syrup in the fridge too."
Marcus was confused, "Uh, thanks.
"Your welcome."
Grateful, but very, very confused.
Later, Marcus sat on the couch playing Brain Sex Challenge on the Wii that he'd purchased for Mindy. Which was supposed to increase her knowledge about sex and everything but she had yet to touch.
Mindy came in an plopped down in front of him so his dick touched her ass and watched him play.
He looked at her sideways for a second then back at the screen and swore. Mindy didn't know what happened, but the red X that flashed on the screen and the obnoxious buzzer told her that he'd missed something important. He tried a few more questions then paused the game and quit. He offered, "I didn't want to lose points just because I was distracted," as an explanation before restarting.
"Can I try?" Marcus looked at her, shocked, "Or would that mess up your score?"
Marcus looked at the screen for a moment before saying, "Why don't I just set up your own game?"
Mindy smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Marcus was more interested in getting Mindy playing than anything else, so he set her up with the half naked blond female My Bitch as an avatar. Mindy didn't really care; it was close enough.
Marcus handed her the controler and said, "This is real simple, just point an click."
"Alright," Mindy said, and selected "Daily Slut Test" After giving the remote to Mindy, he started kissing her neck, back, and shoulders, and while kissing he took his left hand and caressed it around her breasts, and fingered her pussy with his right hand.
A few minutes later they sat on the couch looking at the results with identical expressions of annoyance on their faces, but for entirely different reasons.
"But I thought I did great. Why'd I only get a sixty percent?" Mindy asked.
"I don't know, but you scored ten percent higher than me and I've been playing this game every day since I bought it for you. No wonder you skipped a grade; your mind is sharp enough to cut diamond.
Mindy grinned widely, "I heard that working with sharp objects will do that."
Marcus rolled his eyes, "Would you like to try another game?"
Mindy shook her head, "That's alright. I don't want to interrupt your sex training any more than I have." And with that Mindy bounced up from the couch, kissed Marcus on the lips and went up to her room.
Later still, Marcus was in their workout room, alone, surprisingly. Normally Mindy spent a few hours there each day, but so far she hadn't set foot near it. Eventually Mindy did come down, she was wearing her usual workout clothes a black bra and panty, and she handed the gatorade bottle to Marcus along with a kiss on the lips before sitting down on one of the benches, "I was wondering if you could take me to the mall this afternoon."
Marcus cracked open the bottle and took a long drink before he responded, "Dave can't take you?" It wasn't that he had anything against taking her, it was that she usually didn't ask him to take her anywhere.
Mindy's answer was a shrug.
"Okay," he used a towel to wipe the sweat from his face, "Did you want to just go now?"
Mindy smiled, "Now is good, but if you have things to do it can wait."
Marcus said, "All I need to do is get a shower and put on some clean clothes."
"Then we can go now."
Later, at the mall, Marcus began to wonder if Mindy had been replaced by a pod person. For one, she didn't go into Hot Topic. He wouldn't say it was her favorite store, but he knew she liked to browse the merchandise as Hit Girl was a popular design for their clothes and accessories, and he had seen her come home with bags from the store one more than one occasion.
She also didn't go into the knife shop. Hell, she didn't even glance at it.
Instead they browsed The Gap, Pac Sun, and Hollister. Mindy hated Hollister. And yet, they made purchases there.
Marcus suggested lunch, but Mindy convinced him that all they needed was a light snack. Marcus bought a small order of cheese fries and Mindy a soft pretzel. They both had smoothies.
They're trip to the mall ended soon after, and on the way home Mindy stated her wish to cook dinner.
Marcus looked at her out of the corner of his eye, "Why."
She shrugged, "I guess whatever made me want to make breakfast is still there."
"You sure you want to cook dinner?"
"Yup."
Marcus shook his head as though he'd walked into a spider web then shrugged, "Alright. You can cook." After a moment he added, "But I'll have the pizza place on standbye."
Mindy let out an offended gasp and swatted him on the arm, "Have some faith! I made breakfast didn't I?"
That she had. And he still couldn't believe it.
Dinner is generally a more complicated thing to make than breakfast, but Mindy did her best to keep it simple. She grilled boneless chicken breasts, which she seasoned haphazardly, and didn't burn. Depending on your definition of course. For Mindy, there was less black than brown so she considered it a success. She also made rice, full stop, and green beans with butter.
Marcus ate it without comment on how crispy the chicken was or wasn't, and said the the seasoning was "creative".
When they finished Mindy quickly washed the dishes and then asked if Marcus felt like watching a movie, his choice.
While he flipped through the DVDs, Mindy made popcorn. Marcus decided, on a whim, to watch Top Gun.
They sat side ways Marcus in the back with his dick out and Mindy in the front with her ass out. She put his dick into her ass and sat down and played the movie while Marcus started to finger Mindy's pussy.
Mindy idly wondered how many woman fighter pilots there were, and asked if Marcus knew what was required to become one. Marcus gave it some thought, but after a minute admitted that he had no clue as to the first one and only the vaguest idea as to the second. He recommended consulting the internet.
At one point during the movie Mindy whistled appreciatively, earning her a raised eyebrow as part of a look that was nearly equally amused and disturbed.
"What?" she said, "A girl can't enjoy a little guy on guy action?"
Marcus had to fight nervous laughed as he brought his hands up to cover his ears and said, "I did not just hear that."
Mindy grinned from ear to ear.
When the movie was nearing it's climax, Mindy scampered into the kitchen and came back with a tub of Samoa flavored ice-cream and one spoon. They polished off the tub before the movie ended.
Marcus yawned before the credits finished rolling, "Ugh, I am getting old."
Mindy laughed, "You're barely middle aged."
Marcus chuckled, "I sincerely hope I've still got more time ahead than behind, but I doubt it."
Mindy shrugged, "You got up earlier than you usually do remember, so don't be too hard on yourself. Besides, I plan for you to be around for a long time."
"Well, I'm going to get to bed." And with that he he kissed Mindy on the lips, which she accepted without protest, said, "goodnight pumpkin," which she groaned at, and went to bed.
Mindy waited until he was at the top of the steps before taking the empty ice cream tub into kitchen and throwing it away and the spoon into the sink, then went up to her room which was also Marcus room.
Pancakes.
Pancakes and bacon.
And Coffee.
Confused as to why he was smelling these things, he got up and headed downstairs before he was really awake. What he found in the kitchen was Mindy sitting at the kitchen table in her white bra and pink panties that Marcus had got her, reading the sunday comic, with a syrup covered plate pushed off to the side. There was a mixing bowl in the sink, as well as a skillet, and there was a full pot of coffee sitting in the coffee maker.
"Good morning," Mindy said, looking up and smiling at him.
Marcus continued to look around the kitchen while walking towards Mindy, his head still a fog and trying to figure out what had happened. "Did you," he started, "...cook?"
Mindy nodded her head and then gave Marcus a deep kiss on the lips and then went back to reading comics while Marcus opened her bra, and started squeezing her boobs.
Marcus was baffled by this, "Since when do you cook?"
Mindy shrugged without looking up, "I just felt like having pancakes. Cold cereal gets old after awhile, ya know? I didn't think you'd wake up so early so I ate without you. I'd known the smell would wake you up I would have waited for you. But," She then twisted around and pointed at the oven, "There are more in the oven, along with bacon, sausage, and scrambled eggs. There's juice in the fridge, and some shredded cheese if you like cheese on your eggs. And of course coffee."
Marcus walked over to the oven and opened it, verifying the presence of pancakes, sausage, bacon, and eggs. "You did all this yourself?"
"Mm-hmm."
"How did you learn?"
"I looked up recipes online. Oh, some of those have banana in them. Those should be on the left side of the plate and the plain ones are on the right. The ones in the middle are blueberry. There's maple and strawberry syrup in the fridge too."
Marcus was confused, "Uh, thanks.
"Your welcome."
Grateful, but very, very confused.
Later, Marcus sat on the couch playing Brain Sex Challenge on the Wii that he'd purchased for Mindy. Which was supposed to increase her knowledge about sex and everything but she had yet to touch.
Mindy came in an plopped down in front of him so his dick touched her ass and watched him play.
He looked at her sideways for a second then back at the screen and swore. Mindy didn't know what happened, but the red X that flashed on the screen and the obnoxious buzzer told her that he'd missed something important. He tried a few more questions then paused the game and quit. He offered, "I didn't want to lose points just because I was distracted," as an explanation before restarting.
"Can I try?" Marcus looked at her, shocked, "Or would that mess up your score?"
Marcus looked at the screen for a moment before saying, "Why don't I just set up your own game?"
Mindy smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Marcus was more interested in getting Mindy playing than anything else, so he set her up with the half naked blond female My Bitch as an avatar. Mindy didn't really care; it was close enough.
Marcus handed her the controler and said, "This is real simple, just point an click."
"Alright," Mindy said, and selected "Daily Slut Test" After giving the remote to Mindy, he started kissing her neck, back, and shoulders, and while kissing he took his left hand and caressed it around her breasts, and fingered her pussy with his right hand.
A few minutes later they sat on the couch looking at the results with identical expressions of annoyance on their faces, but for entirely different reasons.
"But I thought I did great. Why'd I only get a sixty percent?" Mindy asked.
"I don't know, but you scored ten percent higher than me and I've been playing this game every day since I bought it for you. No wonder you skipped a grade; your mind is sharp enough to cut diamond.
Mindy grinned widely, "I heard that working with sharp objects will do that."
Marcus rolled his eyes, "Would you like to try another game?"
Mindy shook her head, "That's alright. I don't want to interrupt your sex training any more than I have." And with that Mindy bounced up from the couch, kissed Marcus on the lips and went up to her room.
Later still, Marcus was in their workout room, alone, surprisingly. Normally Mindy spent a few hours there each day, but so far she hadn't set foot near it. Eventually Mindy did come down, she was wearing her usual workout clothes a black bra and panty, and she handed the gatorade bottle to Marcus along with a kiss on the lips before sitting down on one of the benches, "I was wondering if you could take me to the mall this afternoon."
Marcus cracked open the bottle and took a long drink before he responded, "Dave can't take you?" It wasn't that he had anything against taking her, it was that she usually didn't ask him to take her anywhere.
Mindy's answer was a shrug.
"Okay," he used a towel to wipe the sweat from his face, "Did you want to just go now?"
Mindy smiled, "Now is good, but if you have things to do it can wait."
Marcus said, "All I need to do is get a shower and put on some clean clothes."
"Then we can go now."
Later, at the mall, Marcus began to wonder if Mindy had been replaced by a pod person. For one, she didn't go into Hot Topic. He wouldn't say it was her favorite store, but he knew she liked to browse the merchandise as Hit Girl was a popular design for their clothes and accessories, and he had seen her come home with bags from the store one more than one occasion.
She also didn't go into the knife shop. Hell, she didn't even glance at it.
Instead they browsed The Gap, Pac Sun, and Hollister. Mindy hated Hollister. And yet, they made purchases there.
Marcus suggested lunch, but Mindy convinced him that all they needed was a light snack. Marcus bought a small order of cheese fries and Mindy a soft pretzel. They both had smoothies.
They're trip to the mall ended soon after, and on the way home Mindy stated her wish to cook dinner.
Marcus looked at her out of the corner of his eye, "Why."
She shrugged, "I guess whatever made me want to make breakfast is still there."
"You sure you want to cook dinner?"
"Yup."
Marcus shook his head as though he'd walked into a spider web then shrugged, "Alright. You can cook." After a moment he added, "But I'll have the pizza place on standbye."
Mindy let out an offended gasp and swatted him on the arm, "Have some faith! I made breakfast didn't I?"
That she had. And he still couldn't believe it.
Dinner is generally a more complicated thing to make than breakfast, but Mindy did her best to keep it simple. She grilled boneless chicken breasts, which she seasoned haphazardly, and didn't burn. Depending on your definition of course. For Mindy, there was less black than brown so she considered it a success. She also made rice, full stop, and green beans with butter.
Marcus ate it without comment on how crispy the chicken was or wasn't, and said the the seasoning was "creative".
When they finished Mindy quickly washed the dishes and then asked if Marcus felt like watching a movie, his choice.
While he flipped through the DVDs, Mindy made popcorn. Marcus decided, on a whim, to watch Top Gun.
They sat side ways Marcus in the back with his dick out and Mindy in the front with her ass out. She put his dick into her ass and sat down and played the movie while Marcus started to finger Mindy's pussy.
Mindy idly wondered how many woman fighter pilots there were, and asked if Marcus knew what was required to become one. Marcus gave it some thought, but after a minute admitted that he had no clue as to the first one and only the vaguest idea as to the second. He recommended consulting the internet.
At one point during the movie Mindy whistled appreciatively, earning her a raised eyebrow as part of a look that was nearly equally amused and disturbed.
"What?" she said, "A girl can't enjoy a little guy on guy action?"
Marcus had to fight nervous laughed as he brought his hands up to cover his ears and said, "I did not just hear that."
Mindy grinned from ear to ear.
When the movie was nearing it's climax, Mindy scampered into the kitchen and came back with a tub of Samoa flavored ice-cream and one spoon. They polished off the tub before the movie ended.
Marcus yawned before the credits finished rolling, "Ugh, I am getting old."
Mindy laughed, "You're barely middle aged."
Marcus chuckled, "I sincerely hope I've still got more time ahead than behind, but I doubt it."
Mindy shrugged, "You got up earlier than you usually do remember, so don't be too hard on yourself. Besides, I plan for you to be around for a long time."
"Well, I'm going to get to bed." And with that he he kissed Mindy on the lips, which she accepted without protest, said, "goodnight pumpkin," which she groaned at, and went to bed.
Mindy waited until he was at the top of the steps before taking the empty ice cream tub into kitchen and throwing it away and the spoon into the sink, then went up to her room which was also Marcus room.
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