Page 105 of Tarek

Aunt Gia gave me a list of things to get. I carry two bags to her bedroom. As I pass, I can see her straining her neck to see what I am doing.

Closing the door with my feet I take out a terry-cloth robe, a pair of fuzzy slippers, a bathtub pillow and a new fluffy towel.

In another bag I retrieve some bath stuff from a store Aunty Gia sent me too. The Sugah Bae store, had everything I needed. I got one bottle of bath oil, and a bottle of something that looks like marshmallow. Reading the label I see the words bath icing. Guess that is soap? Some bath salts, a huge bath bomb and body butter. And a candle. Why do women need all these things for their bodies? The world may never know.

I go to her bathroom, placing the bath pillow on the tub. Reading the instructions of the bath care, I begin to prepare a bath. Throwing in some salts in the tub, I add the bath bomb with the bath oil.

“Shit this smells good,” as the water bubbles, I take the other bag from the bedroom and open a small bath tray.

Hustling to the kitchen, I make a small cup of herbal tea, and I break the bark of chocolate.

“Hey, follow me,” I say carrying the tea and the saucer of chocolate with me.

Penny hustles off the couch and walks into the bedroom.

“Is that, is that for me?” she asks.

“Yes take off your clothes and put the robe on,” I didn’t look back at her, I head into the bathroom allowing her to change.

“Put this here on the tray and we have the perfect bath,” I say to myself, reaching into my pocket I take out the lighter and light the candle.

The door in the bathroom opens and I hear. “Oh, Tarek.”

I look around with a smile, feeling proud of what I have done only to see tears streaming down Penny’s face.

“Shit, did I do it wrong? Are you okay?” I can feel a small panic bubbling inside of my gut.

She wipes her tears away and says, “No this is so perfect, thank you.”

With open arms she walks to my chest and presses her face into it and begins to sniffle.

I wrap my arms around her and rub her back in circles. It’s okay. “Pen, I got you.”

Did I? Looking over her head, I see the small spa retreat I created for her. Yes, I got her.

She stops crying and looks up at me with red eyes. “Are you trying to make me fall in love with you Tarek Fairisles?”

The question knocked the wind out of me, but I regain my thought. “And what if I am?”

I shocked myself with that question.

She smirks and says, “Well it’s working.” Penny tiptoes and kisses me softly on the lips. I tighten my arms around her, loving the feel of her breast against my chest and her softness in my hands.

I feel a need to leave the room asap or I will be in the bath with her. “Ok um you take your bath. There are new pjs, a blanket and pillow on the bed. There are also some creams and oils on the tray in the bedroom. Meet me outside when you’re done.”

I turn the lights low as I exit the bathroom and head to the kitchen. Aunt Gia said make her something warm and cozy to eat. First, I thought soup, but then I thought no she needs more than that. Beef Stroganoff, with lemon tea and a slice of chocolate cake.

It doesn’t take long for the food to come together. I hear footsteps coming my way. Standing in the kitchen near the fridge she places her hands on her hips and poses.

“Looking very chic,” I reply.

Penny pouts playfully and places her hands on her waist. “I thought I looked sexy,”

“You do. In fact, my cock is semi hard just looking at you,” I reply, turning my body so she can see the rising imprint in my jeans.

“Now I feel deprived, I want your dick so bad.” She sits on the barstool and looks at the sunflower bouquet that I bought her.

“My sword has never been afraid to have a little blood on it,” I reply, throwing the sliced beef into the pot.

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