Lunch on the patio

John felt a bit embarrassed, he had never had a real date with a girl and this wasn't even one taking place in a normal setting. He had little clues about how to act and knew that it was the same for Anna.

"You look radiant today. I love what you did with your hair, it looks very good on you." he told her, smiling at her usual reaction to any compliment paid to her. Blushing really made her extra cute and John couldn't understand how she managed to stay single for so long, without his pariah status he would probably have tried to ask her out sooner. How would things have developed if he had a girlfriend already when he got his powers? Would he even have got them? Questions for another time and place.

"You like? Really? It is a bit... Daring... But your mom insisted that you would like it. It seems like she knows you very well." she replied. She had approached him and taken his hand while they were talking. Like daring herself to maintain physical contact with him, without feeling embarrassed continuously.

"She knows what I like... So, you, your mother and mine... at the spa... Should I pry to know more? Ah to be a fly on that wall..." he declared. Anna pushed him softly on the chest and shook her head.

"Oh, you! It wasn't like that. It was just us girls getting a few beauty treatments. Come on now, stop thinking about us three, naked and sweating in a sauna, and follow me. Lunch is ready." she said, dragging him away from the entrance towards the back of the house. John wasn't wearing his special underwear, just a regular pair and without the magic effect of his usual, the image his devious girlfriend had evoked in his mind had made him hard as steel. Like he could think about anything else, now that she talked about it.

John followed her outside to a patio where she had set a beautiful table, with a nice tablecloth, chinaware plates and silver cutlery. She had set a few small candles, baubles and dried flower petals on the table, it looked perfect for a date and could have its place in a very fancy restaurant. Dishes were laid on the table under steel cloches, waiting to be revealed. John took the seat she designated to him and waited for her to sit down.
They had cider to drink with the meal and Anna assured him that her parents were ok with that.

"I decided to spend some time in the kitchen, it was really fun to train with my mom giving me advice, rather than to eat some lame stuff." she told him. She lifted the first cloche and revealed a very cute dish. It was a farm scene made of food. The fence was made of French fries covered with melted cheese, there were pig sculptures made of sausages wrapped in bacon to give them the shape of the animal, she had carved little sheeps out of raw cauliflower, cheese puffs chicks with carrot legs, cows made of small tomatoes and peppers filled with cheese and stuck together, and a bull made of minced meat. There was some minced salad on the sides like it was food for the animals, some really thin slivers of fried potatoes for the hay and sauce in the trough.

"It is wonderful, it must have taken you hours to do all of this... And if it is half as good as it looks like it we, will feast ourselves. Can I?" he told her. He had taken his phone out and wanted a picture of this to remember this marvelous dish before it disappeared in their mouths.

"Of course. I wasn't really sure it would work. I thought it would look too childish... But if you like it, then..." she replied. John snapped a picture of the dish and a few of Anna, by the second picture of her he added one of her blushing, embarrassed that he would think she was worthy of being photographed.

"It's perfect, well almost perfect... The dish is alright, the presentation excellent, it's just about the way to eat it... Could you come here? You will get what I mean." he told her, he could see she was conflicted, not knowing if she deserved the compliments or if it was only flattery, but also anxious of having missed something important that would ruin their awesome date.

She got up and walked around the table, seeing John taking a few pictures of her, standing. He stopped her a bit away from him and asked her to pose for a few shots, with a smile from him and a few nice words she quickly complied.

"So, what was it about the dish that isn't right?" she asked once on her boyfriend's side. He motioned her to come closer as if to whisper to her. She approached closer and as she was very close he dragged her further and sat her on his lap. She would have probably protested if he wasn't already kissing her. When he stopped kissing her he finally explained himself.

He took a small pig and took a bite of if, enjoying the delicious bacony greatness of the small morsel. He then offered it to Anna, not letting her take it, but leaving her **** but to bite on it as he held it for her.

"If you sit on the other side of the table, we can't do this. It would be a really shame. It's beautiful, delicious finger food, we should be feeding it to each other..." he told her. She started laughing, this display of affection having relieved her anxiety about her lunch being a fail. She broke a bit of the fence and dipped it in the spicy sauce before offering it to John who accepted it with appetite, going so far as to lick her fingers after eating it all. He delighted in this, her nicely shaped warm body resting on his own (his hand not occupied with food was holding on to her, for support), feeding each other in a sensual manner the wondrous food she prepared with love for him. The small amount of **** in the cider was more than either of them were used to, neither of them being invited to the wild parties where young people drank a lot (or any parties actually). It soon ended loosening their tongues and making the awkward silence of this first date dissipate.

They talked a little while eating, but most of what happened was beyond words. She really wanted to become a chef and open her own restaurant, he explained to her that he might follow his dad's steps and become an engineer but wanted to leave doors open for now. The conversation quickly moved towards other subjects. They discovered that they both loved a lot of the same things, goofy Sci-fi TV shows, Terry Pratchett novels, Monthy Python's movies and a lot more.

John's supporting hand was becoming more and more adventurous, between this and the fact that he continued to suck her fingers to make them clean, or to lick her cheeks because 'She had some sauce on them', Anna began to really enter some sort of blissful state. She, the fat girl, was having a date, a romantic lunch with a sexy boyfriend, they already did things together, he was complimenting her, they would... He would... She could even feel him, long, hard, warm, pressed under her thighs.

The first dish was soon finished and other plates were revealed. A small mix of Asian dishes, German ones and a plate of seafood, all were decorated and divided in small, easy to eat morsels like the first one.

The last bit was a nice cake, a beautiful piece of butter cream goodness with layers of multiple flavors that melded perfectly.
John interrupted the meal at this point and they went to eat it on the lounger, while watching the backyard. There were some squirrels climbing like ninjas on a small pole to raid seeds in a bird feeder, doing acrobatics and falling in a hilarious manner, only to get back on their feet and run back to **** this impregnable position.

They both laughed so hard that Anna dropped a slice of cake, which landed on her skirt, staining it with raspberry jam and chocolate.

"Oh, no! Clumsy me! I have to wash it quickly or it will ruin it, it's one of my favorites." she said.

They moved back in and she sat on the edge of the couch to remove her skirt and check the damage.

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