She still needs to tell him, right?

Mackenzie and Matt breathed loudly as they led down on the cold tile floor. Both worn out from another sex session so soon after their time in the bedroom. Mackenzie turned to Matt and smiled just as he did the same.

"You hungry?" He asked. Mackenzie nodded enthusiastically. Wordlessly, Matt span around onto his stomach them got up on his knees. He then scooped the naked redhead up into the air in a princess carry. Mackenzie laughed, being carried nude by a hunky naked man was like a dream she never wanted to wake up from.

Matthew sat her down at the head of his dining room table before turning to the kitchen to make his something to eat.

"Hope you like spaghetti." He asked.

"Love it," Mackenzie said sounding calm. Ironic considering internally she was anything but.

'He cooks too!' Machenzie gleefully screamed in her own head. She must have died and gone to heaven. 'He's so perfect. God, can we just say our vows now.'

Mackenzie then rememebered that she still had to tell her new boyfriend the truth. That she was not the experienced nudist he thought she was and if he wasn't there looking SO sexy she probably would have wanted to get dressed long ago. Mackenzie was sure Matt would understand and accept her even if she wasn't a nudist. That was just the kinda guy he was.

The nude beauty looked at her equally naked lover again. Matt was standing in front of the fridge, bending down to grab some tomato sauce. His toned ass on display. Mackenzie bit her lip and silently squealed in excitement. Yet at the same time she suddenly felt weirdly neevous about telling him the truth.

'What am I worried about,' Mackenzie thought, 'Surely this kind, friendly, handsome, sexy, rich, fuckable man will still be interested in me if I tell him right? It's not like he's only into me because he thinks I'm some sexy nudist he basically fell into his arms like a gift from God.'

Mackenzie stood up.

'He won't be disappointed,' She told herself.

Matt had gotten out a large pot filled it with water and placed on the stove (while keeping a safe distance from the cast iron) when he finally noticed Mackenzie was standing there looking at him like she had something to say.

"What's up," He said, turning and giving her a full view of his abs, chest, and junk. Mackenzie knocked her knees.

"Umm, I, I have to tell you something," Mackenzie said a part of her still resistant. She tried to shake it off. After all Matt didn’t seem like the kinda guy to brake up with someone because they didn't share his hobbies. At most he might just not be as comfortable being naked in front of her all the time.

"Mackenzie?" Matt inquisited. "What do you have to tell me."

"I-I have to tell you," Mackenzie repeated, twittling her thumbs. "That I really like Garlic Bread with my Spaghetti."

A shirt silence feel over the naked pair.

"Oh ok," Matt laughed turning back towards the fridge, "Fortunely I bought some recently."

"Great," Mackenzie said nervously sitting back in her chair, "glad I told you."

She ran her hand through her crimson red hair and sighed deeply.

'It's fine,' Mackenzie told herself, 'I can just tell him later. I mean with how often I've been naked I'm practically a nudist already.'

Eventually Matt finished cooking and came over with two streaming helpings of spaghetti.

"Bon appetite," he said sitting down beside her and the two began digging in. Mackenzie found the dish simple but satisfying. The spaghetti had been perfectly seasoned, meaning it was much more professionally made than anything she could produce. At one point, as Mackenzie slurped down another forkful of spaghetti, some of the tomato sauce fell right onto her cleavage. She gasped softly, feeling the hot sauce touch her skin. Before she could do anything, Matt quickly licked his thumb and wiped the sauce from between her boobs. After taking an excessive amount of time doing so, Mackenzie's host pulled away his thumb and stuck it back in his mouth to suck the sauce down, staring at her longingly the whole. Mackenzie giggled, finding Matt's obviously flirtatious aid to be both charming and erotic.

'I'll tell him on Sunday after my house is unlocked." Mackenzie decided continuing to eat her food. Occasionally, letting a few more drops of spaghetti and sauce fall onto her massive rack.