I'm a Chef 👨🍳, Not a gigolo! 😡

• Hello my name is Axel and I am 18 years old as you can see in my blog my post talk about food recipes because I love cooking, besides dedicating time to cooking I am a student and I study in one of the most expensive universities in my city, thanks to my I could opt for a student scholarship in the same but my scholarship did not cover my expenses, then it occurred to me to take advantage of my talent and earn some money with him, so I started looking for a job but because of my age nobody wanted to give me the opportunity. Forget the idea!

One day in classes I got the invitation of a friend to his party after thinking a little accept, come the day I present at the event and what a great impression for me to see so many wealthy people where I was.

The party was slow because I did not feel Augusto in it, I did not know anyone and good as not if I was new in that environment and in the same university.
I went to the buffet to taste the food even if it made me familiar I had time trying dishes until I tasted everything that was served I sat down and was about to leave when I saw a beautiful woman "without knowing that it was she He saw me" he sat next to me and told me.

-It is weird to see a boy of your age alone at a table and not with the others dancing, more rare is that having the body that you have commas of everything but it does not seem strange to me if you barely taste the food-

• Even puzzled by his figure, I just smiled and told him that I was not hungry, which prompted me to go to Bufet. And I told him that he cooked and that I loved learning new recipes.

-Would you say you're an expert cook? -

She asked me, with the same smile on my face I told her that I dared to say that if I even looked for a job as a chef but nobody wanted to let me try because I did not have any experience or recommendation, she looked at me and said.

-That I am a woman and I hate to cook if it were not for the restaurants my husband and I would not have to eat I would like to try your food some day-

When you want I answered, it is very easy to ask for a letter what you are going to eat but it is better to cook what you eat and if you cook for someone else there is nothing more satisfying than seeing in your face how you enjoy what you prepared.

-I have an idea, we go to the kitchen and you prepare something delicious, like you-

I smiled and walked with her to the kitchen in the party room, she sat at the Mesón with a glass of red wine in her hand, looked down as I felt a little intimidated. "These words still echo in my head."

-Deleit me and satisfy your love for the kitchen with my face-

I looked up and saw that orgasmic look that made me swallow thick, a little scared I put a twisted smile on my face and I prepared to cook while we talked about everything. He poured me a glass of wine and the conversation became more enjoyable.

"I prepared a steak on medium terms to accompany that wine"

I told him that my beginnings in the kitchen were more out of necessity than out of passion, having a single mom was very little at home and her office schedule clashed with my classes so it was imperative that I cook but not because I was a novice I was going to eat anything so I installed my tv in the kitchen and I learned by watching it and it became a passion. Fascinated, she poured me another glass and asked me.

-Although that meat is missing a lot because I'm craving another dish and I do not have to heat it in the oven-

I would have fallen excited by his words if it were not that his gaze made them a total silence.

I cleared my throat but it was obvious that it had caused an erection in me, I forgot the kitchen and the heat was wet and I felt all over my body the dopamine running, laughing and talking about the wine was over, I had forgotten how sexy it was or that I thought because I was shocked when I get off that inn to find another bottle.

• The alcohol was doing its thing in me because I would never have dared to tell him what was causing in my pants and I almost did it because she interrupted me when I turned and was in front of me I could feel her breathing and with a soft voice she said.

-this wine will serve-

I'm like a fool with my lips ready to kiss her. Or maybe not because when I served the wine so close it made an effect on both of them, he approached me and looked at me quickly from my lips to my eyes and gently bit his lips.

• She was not going to take the step, she was between the inn and me so I stretched out my arm and put the cup in the Mesón as we approached but I prepared to kiss her I still have that smell in my memory and I could say that also the taste of his lips, if it were not for a man shouting the name Cheslay, I returned in my time and his husband entered.

+ What are you doing here and with this child I am tired of looking for you but for my brother I would never have believed that you were in the kitchen

I took the meat on time and interrupted saying, this list the food.
She looked at him and with a carefree face.

-I was with the one who is doing an essay to pass it will be our chef-

I was perplexed as to how he got out of the situation so quickly and with a great explanation, because I was just lowering my impetus for the presence of the Lord.

• I served two dishes and both ate and I saw that face of satisfaction in both but besides that he said more god of mine was cooking as for Aphrodite he did not say anything and he took the hands and left.

I was left alone in the kitchen picking up everything when I saw him enter again be perplexed because if he saw what was happening before arriving he was more than dead

+ I congratulate you boy I liked your food, but I guess you have more variety because I do not like to repeat meals, my wife agrees to hire you but you should think about it, it is a full-time job to accept that we work all the time day my wife and I get together to eat, do you always understand that?

He left his card at the Inn and left. That night I could not stop thinking about her more than at work and I needed her enough, but I could not stop studying because I was working so I did not return the call and continued with my studies, surviving with what little I had.

• I finish the semester and my qualifications assured me another year of studies and the same university helped me with the study instruments so I forgot the stunning woman.

When in life something is written the same is made pantry so that everything happens, one afternoon I left the cinema with a girl that I like a lot and waiting for a taxi a beautiful car stood before us when lowering the glass was she cheslay convinced me with only say hello so accept that the girl with whom he was alone would listen to us talk about what he thought would be an old friend she asked the address of his house and we left her first.

-You owe me a drink-

she told me;

+ You owe me your breath in my face I answered with anxiety.

she smiled and marched her car. On the way, she asked me why I did not accept the job and I told her that because of my studies I could not but I was on vacation and any day I could cook for her. I tried to open it to resume that day but it did not happen, I was confused because after I got off that car I questioned everything and told myself that everything was in my mind.

• I was going to sleep when my mother came to my room and told me that a classmate was looking for me at the door. I went down and it was his nephew who was inviting me to go out with college girls to accept to clear my mind.

In the atmosphere of disco and drinks, my companion got carried away and we took that party to my friend's potato hut. He fell asleep as soon as we arrived so I danced a little with the two girls when I kissed my partner the friend joined that kiss their tongues in my mouth was something new but it was better when those two languages ​​crossed my body "the best oral sex of my life "until now I still feel them licking my penis one I got and started to move while the wet vagina of the other shuddered in my mouth never passed through my mind the ejaculate so the night was long.

The next day I woke up next to these two girls and still could not believe it, I could not leave until my friends did not come down because we came in their car down to the kitchen and prepared something for breakfast when I felt that sweet smell CHANEL Coco Eau de Parfum, it was Cheslay

-Do you serve me a little please-

she said. I was still in boxers and stockings the least I wanted was for her to achieve an erection but my heart was a thousand, I served another dish and she looked at me and raised her left eyebrow and bit her lip and said.

-that looks very delicious-

I thanked him and when he finished eating he told me.

-this meal was also-

At that moment I took the double meaning with which he spoke to me and I went ahead to say "Hey, what about that cup?" She looked at me and smiled and looked in the bar's window.

-A glass of Whiskey with ice will keep my normal temperature-

The temperature is nice I told him I could freeze add.

-That's because you do not see what I-

and I wink my eye. Thank God that my underwear was dark because I help her not to see how wet I got with those words.

-Let's talk business I have a meeting tonight at my house, only women would you be interested in cooking for me tonight?-

There will be more people there, I answered.

-Yes, but the main course will only serve you for me-

I could not anymore and my boxers wanted to explode accept without asking the time or the payment. Well at that moment his body was all he wanted this time if he would pass that kiss would happen I said something witty like.

"Sometimes I would like to be what I prepare and be tasted by some mouths".

This invitation brought her close to me and opened her mouth a few inches from my ear. I closed my eyes as I listened as the saliva of her tongue lifted from her palate.

-Be careful with what you ask-

He answered and I still have the beautiful neck hurt by that situation.

• The night came and I was there preparing dinner for all the guests, elegant and fine women I could see them because they sent me to call to congratulate me for the food and there I was wearing a long dress but as its figure stood out while they talked to me I only imagined its body naked in white sheets. I thanked them and I retired to the kitchen I could hear them talking while they talked and I was getting ready to leave, the voices were ceasing until I was not worried about seeing that an hour passed and they still did not arrive for me to leave. It was late and I tiptoed out to make the slightest noise but steps were made when I entered the room and there was no one.

I looked around and did not know what to do, I went back to the kitchen and behind me was her. There was no glass this time there was no breathing, I took it and kissed her lips as the honey itself was a delicacy feeling her tongue pinking mine I squeezed hard towards me.

-The dessert is you-

She said, but I could not control that dress was long but just remove the strips from her shoulder I keep quiet leaving her body to my delight I did not know where to start kissing but I did not want to look like a rookie so I kissed her whole neck while taking her to the table where I laid her.

It was easier to go all over her skin there and with a strawberry syrup in my hands it was more delicious to kiss her shadow and a little more, those pesones were more perfect than those of my imagination and her vagina is the perfection materialized kissing her clitoris fantastic to just feel his body shake my penis wanted to explode veins that I had not seen before I penetrate with my tongue and even his fluid was sweet take my penis and rub her vagina up and down and she dragged her nails against the table penetrate and I felt her pelvis give me everything in less than 1 minute she had an orgasm and with that one followed I loved how her vagina got wet more and more having an orgasm her vagina tightened my penis and I loved we became one until she ejaculated and I delivered in his arms exhausted his lips were swollen as his whole body had my prints.

• That alone was the beginning of this story because this woman picks me up every Friday at the same stop and that same kitchen is our room only that the dish to taste is our bodies, I receive every week the payment for my services and Cheslay is my favorite diner.