Nothing special until dinner

Exhausted from your virginial sex in the toilet, you had little energy for a good half of the day as you rested in your bedroom, lazing about on the bed.

Today was a Saturday, and Dad was working a six-day job so his Saturdays often involved him being out until late afternoon, but with him away on a business trip you and Abirit had the entire house to yourselves for the next three weeks, which suited you just fine since summer vacation was on.

Abirit, however, had already graduated barely a month ago, so she no longer needed to attend high school, and you had to wonder if she had plans for college.

"Takeru~" You heard your name being called.

"Abirit?" You asked, seeing her dressed in a simple T-shirt and shorts.

She slowly eased herself onto your bed, her beautiful face in front of your eyes and her melons within arm's reach.

And then, with a gentle nudge, she presses your face into her boobs, making you feel the warmth they radiated and hearing a soft heartbeat within.

"Feel comfortable?" She asked.

You nodded and muttered your approval, and Abirit affectionately stroked your black hair.

And then, you heard her snoring soundly, her eyes those of a sleeping beauty.

You felt a sweatdrop at that.

I forget she's easily out like a napping cat sometimes, You thought, Guess even one as strong and healthy as her needs her nap time.

Your nose was treated to the fragrance of fried rice and miso soup, your stomach rumbling in anticipation.

Not that you were a bad cook; you had experience helping your mother in the kitchen since elementary school, but you had to admit you were getting rusty for at least a month, and you were making do with school lunches or pre-packed bentos that Mother cooked you.

But nothing beats fresh home-cooked food, You thought smilingly, blushing at the sight of Abirit wearing only an apron.

For some reason, Abirit chose to fulfil the fantasy of the legendary apron, bereft of everything else including her underwear and exposing all her beautiful skin to you.

An added bonus was that she loved shaking and wiggling her ass, knowing full well you were staring at her.

Soon enough she came with piping hot plates of fried rice with miso soup on the side, and cups of hot green tea.

"Itadakimasu," You said.

Each bite of fried rice was heaven, the smoky char of the wok and the superbly balanced seasoning elevating the rice to new heights. It was also the best meal to have after a tiring exercise - filling and satisfying.

The miso soup was even better, acting as a palate cleanser and warming you up within.

"How is it?" Asked Abirit.

"Delicious! It's really delicious!" You said, smiling brightly.

Abirit smiled at you warmly, eating her own meal. You quickly notice that the line of Abirit's cleavage was fully on display, her apron unable to fully contain her D-cup goodness. She cast one glance at you, and she wiggled her breasts with a wink.

And you felt your little sword harden in your pants again.

This lusty little fox... You thought exasperatedly.

And yet, you could not have felt happier that moment.