Make spaghetti

First you grab a stock pot and fill it with water from the tap. Aranta gasps.

"We don't need to carry water from the lake or river. We have water delivered right to this faucet," you say. She cups her hands and puts them under the water. Then she drinks it.

"Oooo, that tastes amazing!" she exclaims.

Next you move to the stove. "We have fire built into this thing," you say as you turn the knob. You hear the loud clicking of the electric starter until the gas catches and with a whoosh the fire is lit. Aranta jumps backward and squeals, gripping your arm tightly. You act like there's nothing to be afraid of, put the stock pot carefully on the stove.

You go to the refrigerator and take out a pound of hamburger and some mushrooms. You find an onion on the counter in a bag of its siblings. You grab some olive oil and a skillet.

You put the skillet on the stove, and pour oil into it. Then you grab a knife and cut up the onions while the oil heats up. You throw the onions and the sliced mushrooms into the pan. The loud sizzle makes Aranta jump again, but this time less. You take a spatula and start flipping the onions and mushrooms, sauteing them. Your cave girl starts sniffing the air, sighing with hunger, and snuggling in closer to you.

Once the veggies are almost done, you take the hamburger and put it in the skillet. Browning the meat takes a few minutes, you salt and pepper it, as well as adding garlic powder. Aranta kisses and nibbles your earlobe, whispering, "Now I'm really hungry, for dinner first, and then more sex."

You just grin, because her thoughts mirror yours exactly. Maybe after dinner would be a good time to fuck her on the small balcony.

Now that the meat and veggies are done, you go to the cupboard and pull out a jar of spaghetti sauce. You forcefully twist the top until it pops, unscrew the top and pour it over the meat, stirring it in with the spatula.

As the sauce starts to bubble in a few minutes, the water is starting to boil. You grab some noodles from the cupboard, open the box, remove the spaghetti, break it, and then put it in the boiling water. You stir it with a spoon you grab from the jar of utensils near the stove. You set the timer.

"That will take a few minutes."

You pull Aranta's luscious body tightly to yours and push her against the counter. Her naked skin feels so good against yours. You kiss her as she wraps her legs around your waist. The touch of her mound on your cock gets you hard again, so you move her to slip inside her. Your insatiable cave woman leans back on the counter as you move your mouth lower and latch onto a breast. You pound hard into her, wanting to come before the dinner is done. Since she's leaning back, her whole body is available to you. You move a hand down to her clit and rub it with your thumb. Her moans get louder.

"Oh, fuck, John. You make me feel so amazing. Make me come again!" she shouts as you pummel her hot slick sex.

In just a couple minutes of thrusting, Aranta lets out a loud shriek of delight as she shakes through a hard climax. Her pulsing cunt pulls your seed out easily. You roar as you explode inside her, filling her up again. As you are shooting cum into your cave girl, the hiss of water hitting hot metal fills the kitchen. You don't stop until you both slump in completion. Then you slip out of her and pick up the spoon, quickly stirring the pasta water and turning down the fire. There's just 30 seconds on the timer.

Aranta holds you from behind, kissing your shoulder. "This food looks very strange," she whispers into your ear. The feel of her breath on you is wonderful.

"I think you'll like it. I also think you'll like not having to hunt every day -- more time for sex."

"Mmmm, I will like that," she says as she rubs your slippery flaccid shaft. It doesn't stay limp very long. Then the timer rings. You turn off the heat, get hot pads from the counter, put a colander in the sink, and lift the pot off the stove. You pour the boiling water and spaghetti into the colander. You rinse the noodles. All this time Aranta is watching intently.

"So, then we pour the bloody sauce on the boiled worms?" she asks.

You smile. "Yes. Exactly."

You rest the strainer on top of the stock pot, turn off the sauce, and take a bowl out of the cupboard. You serve up a bowl of spaghetti and sauce, getting a can of grated Parmesan cheese from the refrigerator and sprinkling some on her sauce. You grab a fork and stick it in. Then you make your bowl. You grab glasses from the cupboard, open a couple of beers, and fill the glasses. The bowls and glasses go on the small table you have in the kitchen.

"Okay, dinner is served." You sit next to Aranta and lift your glass holding it toward her. She lifts hers, mimicking you. "Welcome to my cave, Aranta. It is your home now, too."

"Thank you."

You move your glass close to hers and click lightly. You both grin at each other. You sip your beer and Aranta follows suit. She swishes it around in her mouth then swallows.

"That tastes different, but interesting and fuzzy on my tongue. What is it?" she asks.

"It's called beer. Don't drink too much or you'll get drunk. A glass or two is fine."

While Aranta takes another sip, you stick your fork into the saucy noodles and spin it. She stops and watches you. She does the same, using both hands to spin. You lift up your fork with a bite on it, slurping the noodles until they all slip into your mouth. She does the same but has half the bowl wrapped around her fork. You smile and chuckle. She starts over and stops twirling sooner, pulling out a reasonable forkful. She blows on it to cool it, then bites. She chews and thinks. She swallows, taking another sip of beer.

"Mmmm, good. I can't believe you made this so fast," Aranta says. She digs in to the spaghetti with enthusiasm. It doesn't take long for her to figure out how to shovel noodles into her mouth and slurp. Maybe not restaurant-level eating manners, but efficient. She must be very hungry.

You take longer, because you watch her enjoyment of your cooking. You're no chef, but you get by. Having a big fan is a huge ego boost. She finishes while you still have half your spaghetti left, so it's her turn to watch you while she sips the beer. You smile at her while sucking up noodles. Soon you're both done.