Like water from a stone

Not meeting my gaze Jamie nervously starts, “Well, I was... going to... umm, just wait here for you.” She slowly raises her eyes to meet mine, once our eyes finally meet she continues, “But I had to go to the office. As I was laying on your bed, enjoying your lingering scent I had an epiphany about my oil and the scenting, and what I.... You don’t care about that, sorry. When I got back I saw you were laying down but you had laid all this stuff out. So I thought I would make your diner for you. I guess I sort of screwed that up. Just like everything else with you, I just screw it up, again and again.” At which point she devolves into a crying mess.

Sitting on the floor together neither of us has really moved yet so I calmly reassure her, “Accidents happen Jamie, it’s just pasta sauce. We can go Lamorellos if you really want some as well.” I reach up and gently stroke her cheek tenderly a few times when she pulls herself from my grip.

“Does it look like I eat pasta? Do you really think so little of me that you think I would put that poison into this, this, this temple? The sheer volume of carbohydrates and the raw sugars that go into the sauce. Oh my god, just the thought of that human bloating agent touching these lips.” Her disgust rising as her rant continues until she is almost yelling at me.

With her now standing over me and her mood restored to a semblance of her normalcy my nakedness hits her like a ton of bricks unbalancing her once again. Her eyes appear to bulge out of her head and her breath catches as she carefully studies my naked form just sitting there. “You’re, umm, naked. Why are you, ahh, naked?”

Seeing Jamie rattled I use this to my advantage. I push myself up from the floor egotistically flexing first my arms and into my shoulders. As I slide my feet under me I slide that flex down through my chest into my washboard styled abs where I do everything I can to showcase all 8 formed muscles leading down to my pelvis as I finish standing up before my sister-in-law.

“Does my being naked make you nervous?”

Stammering for words as Jamie eyes roam my body like it’s a free internet porn site, “Well, uhh, you, err, are, ummm, Jennifer! You are married to my sister. I could never.”

I cross the few steps between us and I lean to her clearly shaking body and whisper, “Unless you want to see me naked, don’t set the fire alarms off in my kitchen when I am home alone sleeping.” I lean in the last few inches and lay a kiss gently onto the side of her neck. This causes her to involuntary draw a breath and lean herself towards me at the same time.