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want to,” and then
turned away and walked toward the kitchen.
    My mind spun, and my cock twitched, as I tried to figure out
if she’d still been talking about cooking with that sultry comment… or about
something else entirely…
     
    We made small talk and were both in a good mood as I
assisted her in cooking a meal.  Honestly I couldn’t remember the last
time I’d had such a good time, or laughed so much.  She was making stuffed
pork, with homemade pastry and a thick mushroom and butter sauce filling. 
She was definitely in control of the meal, relegating me to slicing mushrooms
and other such work, but she managed to do so charmingly and wasn’t overbearing
about it at all.
    I chilled a bottle of white wine and lost track of the time
as we talked.  We spoke about a little bit of everything from programming,
A.I.s, favorite foods, movies, and books to more esoteric subjects like
politics and the dangers of virtual reality addiction.  The only subject
we avoided was us, and where exactly we were going with all of this. 
Before I knew it, dinner was ready.  I poured us a couple of glasses of
wine as she served the stuffed pork with some asparagus spears on the side.
    I took a bite, and was embarrassed that I actually moaned as
the meat, along with the flaky pastry covering, melted in my mouth in an
explosion of flavors, it was really good.
    Aisa quipped, “So does this mean I’m hired?”
    I laughed, “Absolutely, for programming and cooking. 
Seriously though, this is wonderful.”
    She blushed, “Thanks, I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”
    I nodded, “And the company doesn’t detract, especially so.”
    She smiled softly but didn’t respond, and started
eating.  There was a comfortable silence for the first half of the meal
until we slowed down a bit.
    “All joking, and whatever is building between us personally
aside, I’d love to work with you on projects, how do you feel about that?”
    She grinned impishly, “I already told you that, I stalked you
for the opportunity, remember?  Yes, I still want to work with you. 
I haven’t changed my mind about that at all.”
    “Well that’s good to hear, now all I have to do is talk you
into working here every day.”
    She winked, her eyes alight, “You just want me to cook for
you.”
    I snickered, “Not just, but that might be one reason, I want
more kisses as well,” I added candidly.
    She blushed and coughed, and then took a sip of wine to
clear her throat.  Her alternating shyness and boldness was adorable, and
I hoped I wasn’t going too fast, but it was hard to put the brakes on in my
head.  I couldn’t explain it, but I felt really close to her
already.  Everything just… flowed effortlessly between us.  It was
like she was meant for me.
    “I think I could live with that,” she said softly, and then
took another sip of wine.
    After dinner I gave the idea of asking her to stay the night
serious thought, but she initiated a sweet soft lingering kiss that redirected
my blood flow in a major way, and then covered my lips with a finger.  I
could see the desire in her eyes, but I could also see hesitation, and
nervousness, and I knew tonight she wasn’t going to end up in my bed. 
That was more than okay, I knew things seemed to be moving fast between
us.  Very fast.
    She whispered, “I really like you Tony, and I can see how
much you want me, I want you too.  Really I do, but… things are going a
little fast, and I’ve never…” she shook her head and jumped tracks, “I’ll see
you tomorrow first thing in the morning, okay?”
    I simply nodded, I didn’t want to pressure her to go to
fast, it was enough to know she wanted me too, it was just a little too fast
for her.  To be honest, it was terrifyingly fast for me as well, I’d known
Aisa for just about twenty-four hours, been separated for only thirty, and
already my mind was plotting ways to get the woman into my bed, I truly didn’t
want her to leave, but I knew it