Taken
Copyright© 2017 by Banzai Ben
Chapter 63
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 63 - The final book of the banzai Ben saga
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Romantic Heterosexual Fiction
Present – Ben – Cooking the hamburgers
With the charcoal lining the bottom of the grill, I spread out the charcoal from the chimney starter then I use a potato fork to mix it in with the non-burning charcoal until everything is mixed well. Next I dash back inside, find the dishwasher is finished with the grills so I take them out of it and then I season them with some olive oil on a cloth.
I take them outside, use a silicon mitten to place them on the grill and enjoy the smell as the olive oil begins to sizzle.
Mabel walks up and remarks, “Those are perfect coals in the grill - good job!”
I smile and then ask, “Mabel, I didn’t prepare the lettuce, tomatoes and onions for the burgers...”
She stops me and responds, “Don’t worry about it; I will take care of them for you.”
I grin and announce, “Now to cook the burgers.”
Mabel asks, “How will you know when they are done.”
I hold up a meat thermometer and reply, “I will use this.”
Mabel smiles and replies, “It’s good to see that you are using that instead of just guessing.”
I dash back into the kitchen, put on the apron Jens bought me (it reads ‘Kiss the Cook’), slide the burgers off onto some cookie sheets and haul them outside.
Mabel laughs when she sees the apron and remarks, “I bet your lovely wife bought that for you.”
I reply, “That’s a bet you would certainly win.”
Mabel replies, “I think I will leave the kissing to her.”
I tease, “What? I don’t even get a peck on the cheek?”
She relents and gives me a peck on the cheek as I begin to slide the burgers off the cookie sheet and onto the grill.
Mabel wonders, “Ben, how will you keep those from sticking to the grills?”
I reply, “Didn’t you see me earlier when I seasoned the grills with olive oil?”
Jens saunters up, sees my apron and comments, “I don’t mind if I do.” Then she plants a huge kiss on my lips. As she pulls away, it’s all I can do to breathe.
Mabel teases, “You’re too late - I already gave Ben a kiss.”
Before Jens gets upset I explain, “Don’t worry my love, it was a peck on the cheek.”
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