My New Life 2: The Next Morning - Sex Stories

My New Life 2: The Next Morning

... hungry and you’re just enjoying your apartment’s ‘view.’” With that she walked out to the kitchen giving me a great view of her ass. “Yes, Miss Evans, and what a wonderful view it is.” I said watching her hips (well, more her ass really) sway from side to side as I followed her to the kitchen. There were still a great number of cardboard boxes lying about. Some boxes were unopened, others empty, and the rest were somewhere in between. “I hope the cereal got unpacked. I was actually looking forward to naked cereal.” That earned me a halfhearted glare that lost its power when she failed to maintain a stern face. “I unpacked most of the kitchen boxes, but I saw Sophie putting away cereal boxes.” She opened a few cupboard doors. Then, with a cry of exultation she said, “I knew she put them over here. Let’s see what we've got- what the hell is this?” “What’s wrong?” “You call this stuff cereal?” She accused. “Raisin bran? Cheerios?” “Hey I've been trying to lose weight for years,” I pointed out, “Last I checked, Cap’n Crunch isn't the best way to maintain a diet.” She let out a huff and went back to searching. “Ah, here we are, Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Part of a balanced breakfast.” Clara teased. “Balanced, my ass.” I laughed. “Do you know how much sugar is in there? In order to ‘balance’ that breakfast, you’d need a bucket of fiber and an acrobat on a tightrope!” “Alright, then smartass. You can have your naked Raisin Bran while I enjoy the taste you can see.” She took out a bowl ...

... and sat at the table to pour her breakfast. “I think I’ll go with cheerios,” I grimaced. The thought of raisin bran without milk certainly wasn't a pleasant one. I poured myself a bowl of cheerios, and after grabbing the jar of peanut butter, I sat next to her at the dining room table. “What’s the peanut butter for?” Clara asked. “It’s a good way to get protein. Well, at least when I’m feeling lazy.” I said. I took a spoonful from the jar and screwed the lid back on tight. “So, about last night…” I knew that it was both a conversation we needed to have and one that could be incredibly awkward, but I had to make sure she was okay with what had happened. “What about it?” She said through a mouthful of cereal. “From what I could tell, you seemed to enjoy it.” “I did,” I said, “Oh, God, I definitely did.” “But…” Clara prompted. “But I can’t help but feel we rushed into things.” Clara almost choked on a mouthful of cereal as she laughed. “What?” “Rushed into things?” She exclaimed after she swallowed. “I've been single for almost two years. That’s nearly two whole years of waiting for you to ask me out!” Now it was my turn to be stunned as she continued, “And you feel like we’re rushing things?” “Clara, I just thought-” “As far as I’m concerned,” she interrupted, “We’re just making up for lost time.” The significance of what she’d said hit me as I realized, “You were waiting for me to ask you out? Waiting for two years?” “Yep,” She said through a mouth of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. ...