Cooking up a date

Matt Had been surprised by the questions. Not only that there were questions at all, but also what his answers would be used for. For some, it was obvious, not others... Will anyway. Stacy seemed really cute. And she was right. Dating, knowing full well that it would end in the best way, could be fun!

Matt put on a nice shirt, grabbed a bottle of wine and was on his way over to her. He suspected that they would be cooking together. At least that was one of his answers to the questions. And if she did not consider those, then why the questions?

Shrugging, he knocked at her door. Not long after, Stacy opened it up. She wore a black dress, elegant without looking too pompous, subtle but beautiful jewelry, and a warm smile. "Hi. Come on in."

She led him into a smallish kitchen where several ingredients were already laid out. "I liked your idea. Cooking together sounds like fun." She seemed to radiate happiness with her wide, genuine-looking smile.

"Glad to hear it" Matt said and put the wine down on the kitchen counter. Even though this was not exactly a normal date, he still held himself back from ogling her body too much. Even though the cut of her dress, elegant as it may be, gave him plenty of opportunity to do so.

She clapped her hands "So. Should we get going then?" A little surprised by the sudden start but excited nonetheless Matt agreed. "Sorry, my kitchen is a bit small" Stacy said and squeezed herself past him to get a pot or if the cupboard. "On the other hand the might make it fun" She laughed a high melodious laugh. A beautiful sound.

Just as she got out several knives, she suddenly stopped "Oh I almost forgot! Here." She put up a small Bluetooth speaker. "Oh, you want to have some music while we get the food ready?" Matt asked her.

"Not exactly" Stacy replied with a grin. After she paired her phone, a male computerized voice said "Matt's idea for a first date: Cooking a nice meal together and then enjoying each other's company while eating it." Matt recognized it at once. That was his answer to the first question. How he imagined a good first date.

"A great idea I thought," Stacy said and handed him a knife "You can dice the onions and garlic while I work on the carrots. Oh, and don't worry, this is not only to make you feel weird. It will tell us my answers too" she winked at him.

Intrigued by this woman, Matt smiled, took a knife, and started chopping. "May I ask what we are making here?" She reached over to grab some carrots. Her body slightly brushed along his in the process. Not accidentally, Matt suspected. "You may. We are making Lasagna." Matt chopped an onion "Good choice, I love Lasagna" Smiling up at him, Stacy said, "One thing we have in common already."

For a while, they sliced and diced together, chatting a bit about this and that. Suddenly, the speaker cut into Stacy's last sentence. This time it was a female computerized voice "Stacy said, that she likes to have her ass slapped." Matt almost dropped the knife. He looked over at her with a disbelieving smile "Erm... what did that thing just say?"

She raised her eyebrows "I told you, it will tell you my answers too. And I am pretty sure you did not mishear it." She turned around to get something out of the fridge. She took a bit longer than strictly necessary too. Matt hesitated for a moment but after all, this was not a normal date. And Stacy had just confirmed it. He raised his arm and slammed his flat hand down on her ass. Not too hard, but still a clapping sound echoed through the kitchen.

Stacy turned back to him, her mouth open in mock shock. "How dare you?!" she asked with a wink in her eye. In a whisper, she added "I did like that" and put down the ground beef she had taken out of the fridge. Matt grinned from ear to ear. This date would be fun! Then he froze, thinking about some of the answers he gave. To have them read out loud like that at who knows what moment... Well, he would just have to see how this would go.