A Sundae Sunday (closed)

[Rose4Emily]

She smiled as she pushed her plate toward the center of the table. The grilled salmon, steamed asparagus, and spinach salad he’d made for Sunday dinner had left her satisfied, but not surfeited.

“What’s for dessert?” she asked.

 

[cliteatingman]

She smiled as she pushed her plate toward the center of the table. The grilled salmon, steamed asparagus, and spinach salad he’d made for Sunday dinner had left her satisfied, but not surfeited.

“What’s for dessert?” she asked.

"You!" He said with a wicked grin on his face, "are about to be the most exquisite dessert ever. I have everything prepared in the bedroom. Go upstairs. Take off your clothes and lie down."

When she entered the bedroom, she saw that a table top had been placed on the bed and a mirror on the ceiling. There was a complete set of pastry chef equipment, an ice cream freezer and plenty of toppings...

 

[Rose4Emily]

"I have everything prepared in the bedroom" he said, indicating the initiation of another of his wonderful sensual adventures that she loved so much. "Go upstairs. Take off your clothes and lie down."

When she entered the bedroom, she saw that a table top had been placed on the bed and a mirror on the ceiling. There was a complete set of pastry chef equipment, an ice cream freezer, and plenty of toppings.

She shivered, more with hedonistic anticipation than the thought of the cold sweets that would surely soon coat her most sensitive and erogenous places. She quickly disrobed, folded her clothes and stacked them neatly on the dresser, and assumed a sexy pose on the bed with her head propped up on her hand, and one leg invitingly bent at the knee.

 

[cliteatingman]

"I have everything prepared in the bedroom" he said, indicating the initiation of another of his wonderful sensual adventures that she loved so much. "Go upstairs. Take off your clothes and lie down."

When she entered the bedroom, she saw that a table top had been placed on the bed and a mirror on the ceiling. There was a complete set of pastry chef equipment, an ice cream freezer, and plenty of toppings.

She shivered, more with hedonistic anticipation than the thought of the cold sweets that would surely soon coat her most sensitive and erogenous places. She quickly disrobed, folded her clothes and stacked them neatly on the dresser, and assumed a sexy pose on the bed with her head propped up on her hand, and one leg invitingly bent at the knee.

He entered, naked except for an apron and a pastry chef hat. She always enjoyed the sight of his hairy chest. "You look super sexy with your head propped that way!" he said, "but you are about to get a delicious makeover top to toe, so please lie down so I can make your face up." As she complied, a thrill shot through his body. The sight of hers always turned him on. She lay down looking up at the mirror. He began to apply her "makeup" starting with confectioners sugar as a base. This was followed by chocolate eyebrow makeup and strawberry rouge. The finishing touch was applied with cherry lipstick. She looked at herself in the mirror, the sweets on her face made her look a bit like a charicature of herself, but she understood that this was part of the idea in making her a "woman sundae." She also knew she would enjoy the process of having him remove her makeup. Her face complete, he proceeded to her breasts. This was the core of the sundae concept. "What flavors would you like?" He asked...

 

[Rose4Emily]

"What flavors would you like?" he asked after the suburb job he'd done using pastry trimmings to make up her face. She liked how she looked, almost like a Geisha. It turned her on to see herself in the mirror above, made up like that in bed.

She grinned and said, "Chocolate and strawberry are my favorites. I'm afraid, though, if you're going to use ice cream, the cold will make me squirm and ruin your artistry."