Thanksgiving Break: Thanksgiving Meal Prep

It was Thanksgiving Day. Finally. The morning was mostly slow going with cups of coffee and Tammy creating a miasma savory bacon and eggs for anyone wandering around the kitchen area. People would come and go grabbing a plate and eating to their hearts content.

{if thanksgivingsex1 = 100} "Well someone had a good night last night." Tommy said with a grin as Leah and Jonathan came down for breakfast. Leah's looked mortified as she turned to look at Jonathan with a "I told you so" kind of look.

"Some of us couldn't fall asleep with all the racket going on last night." Luke chuckled as he colluded with his father.

"Luke!" Ashley said appalled

"What!?" Luke shrugged feigning innocence.

"Um...sorry." Jonathan said with an awkward voice.

"Hey at least someone was having a good time." Luke muttered. Ashley stared daggers at her husband.

"Guess you just forgot how squeaky that bed is huh Jonathan?" his father said continuing to chide him.

"Oh hush Tommy." Tammy said as she added more sizzling bacon.

Everyone laughed--except Leah and Jonathan.

{endif}

Most of the morning was spent lazily enjoying food then Tammy getting the kitchen ready for prepping the dinner they would have. The family--well Tammy--decided for a strong breakfast to tide everyone over until the big meal at supper time. Preparing for the meal mostly fell on Tammy's shoulders but Ashley also took part. She was also fond of cooking. Leah helped as best as she was able. She mostly carried out the commands of Tammy who directed the kitchen. Tommy came in the kitchen carrying a heavy tray loaded with an uncooked Turkey.

"Leah," he said as he put the heavy tray on the kitchen table "do you mind helping me with the Turkey prep?" Leah had been standing awkwardly in the kitchen as Ashley and Tammy had been busy working on some side dish or another.

"Sure." she said with a shrug clearly unable to avoid the request with a reasonable excuse.

"Great. Can you grab a bag of seasoning I have in the fridge for me?" he asked.

"No problem." Leah moved to the fridge and peered inside. "Where is it?" The fridge was full of all kinds of things. Extra packed because of Thanksgiving with family.

"Down low I think, maybe near the crisper." he said observing Leah forage. Leah bent over and looked around all over. She couldn't see Tommy admiring her ass.

"I don't see it." Leah said, her voice muffled as she dug around in the fridge.

"Try looking in the far back." Tommy responded his eyes focusing on Leah's rear end. Leah bent over further, her feminine curves presented perfectly.

"Got it!" she said with a tone of victory. She spun around and saw Tommy looking at her with a stare she didn't really want to place. He shook his head as if bringing himself back to reality.

"Ah thanks." he extended his hand and took the bag "Gotta keep my special flavors secret you know."

"Ha yeah." Leah responded awkwardly.

"Alright--grab a few sticks of butter and we can start." he said rotating the pan to his liking. Leah grabbed some sticks of butter--easily found in their proper butter position in the fridge door.

"You ever done this before?" he asked as he unwrapped the butter.

"No I haven't." she shook her head.

"Well its a great time to learn." he took the stick of butter in his hand and smashes part of it off in his fingers. "What ya do is first is you gotta butter this bad boy up.

He took his butter covered fingers and rubbed the turkey.

"Gotta pay a lot attention to the breasts. Always." he said as he used to hands to rub the Turkey suggestively. "Plenty of lube over the breasts, then you gotta be real delicate as you go under the skin."

He moved his fingers gently under the Turkey's skin and spread butter around, he grabbed more butter.

"Gotta kind of finger the butter in there and all around. Gotta get all the right spots." he said giving Leah a lurid look.

Does Leah stick around or leave the kitchen?