Help Janice Bake (Attraction-Janice +10)

Janice texts him on a Saturday morning asking if he has plans. He does not. She tells him to come over, that she needs help baking a cake for her cousin's birthday and that she is a disaster in the kitchen when left alone. He shows up expecting to mostly watch and ends up genuinely recruited, flour on his hands within ten minutes.

Janice: You are supposed to fold it, not attack it.

Miles: It looked like it needed attacking.

She laughs and takes the spatula out of his hand, takes over for a moment, then nudges him back toward the bowl.

Janice: Keep stirring. You had one job.

Miles: I feel like my contributions are being undervalued here.

Janice: Your contributions are flour on my counter and a bruised batter. Keep stirring. Let me grab a rag to clean this mess you've made.

Janice turn around and opened a cabinet under the island to grab a rag. Just as she bent her skirt pulled up giving Miles a nice view of her ass.

Janice turned around and caught Miles staring.

Janice : Eyes on the job mister.

Miles smirks acting embarrassed continue to kneed the dough.

The kitchen stays warm and easy like that for a while, the two of them moving around each other in a space that feels smaller than it probably is. At some point the cake becomes secondary. He reaches past her for the sugar at the same moment she turns around and they end up closer than either of them planned.

Janice: Don't think we need any more sugar

Miles: I don't know, let me taste.

Miles said as he smoothly pulled Janice and planted a kiss on to her. Janice momentarily forgets about the dough and reciprocates Mark's kiss. Mark's hands start wandering over Janice's body feeling holding her waist moving further down squeezing her ass.

He grabbed her ass with both his hand squeezing them lifting her his tongue continued to wrestler hers.

Just as he begin to lift her skirt. The doorbell rang and they separated.

Janice: Ummm, that must be mom.

As she walks to towards the door she turns and glances back at him over her shoulder with a half smile that does more to him than the kiss did. He leans against the counter and decides this has been the best Saturday he can remember in a long time