"Mmmm," I moaned, trying not to make it sound too sexual. It didn't work though, as Zee blushed, and all three of my daughters started giggling at me. "Hey, no laughing, this is delicious!" We'd gone to the store and picked up a dozen plantains in varying degrees of ripeness so that Zee could practice making them before Thanksgiving. Two of them had already their peels covered in black splotches, which I realize sounds odd, but just showed that they would be very ripe and naturally sweet soon. After a day of swimming by the pool, I helped Zee make a batch of the plantains. Well, I watched Zee's ass while she made them anyway. Once Zee had sliced them on a bias, and then fried them, they had come out spectacularly well, even if they burned my mouth a little because they looked too tasty, and I couldn't stop myself from biting into one.
Maybe Zee would kiss that and make it better a little later.
Everyone else dug into the pile of fried yumminess, and suddenly I wasn't the only one making the sounds of contentment as they enjoyed the treat. Zee had a wide smile as she saw everyone happily munching on her cooking, and I speared one of the plantains on my fork to hold it out and let her try it too. I think she was just so happy to make the food that she didn't care about eating it. but even she let out a little happy moan at the taste once she opened her mouth and let me slip the tasty bite in.
Now I really wanted to feed her my nipples that way, though without the fork.
Fuck, Demi! Stop thinking about sex!
It was so hard to go slowly in a relationship with a young woman who was the physical embodiment of sex appeal though. Honestly, a part of my brain still couldn't understand why she was even entertaining the idea of being with me when there would be hundreds, if not thousands, of girls up on the FSU campus that would probably be all over her if she wanted. And yes, I know, that was my own insecurity raising its ugly head, but I would feel so much better when I could see her more and then be a little less worried.
Shit, I'm pathetic! If I acted like this at work, the company would have folded.
She told me she wanted me. Hell, she'd shown me that very same thing multiple times, so I needed to trust in her words and actions and just let everything else go. I guess that was harder for me to do since my ex husband left me for women that didn't have stretch marks and mom bodies though.
"So, what do we think? Are plantains on the Thanksgiving menu?" I asked everyone as the food rapidly disappeared. "We have plenty of the, so we can do it."
"Every meal!" Jashanna mumbled while trying to stuff another bite into her mouth. "Please tell me these are healthy?"
"Oh yeah, they're as healthy as all other fried foods," Hollie snickered while making another piece disappear.
I gave a little shrug, but I could understand Jashanna wanting them a lot more. "Maybe we'll have to keep Zee around if she can make these, huh?"
"Right," Gracie laughed. "Of course. Her plantains are the only reason you want her around!"
"Is that what you call them? Her plantains?" Hollie asked in a joking manner. "Zee, are you feeding my mom your plantains?"
"Hey! Stop that!" I groaned as I blushed. "I'll have you know that we've really been good. We've been going slow and behaving."
"What?" Gracie yelped. "You're not having sex? Are you serious?"
Zee nodded quickly. "Not since we've been back. We want to make sure that this isn't all just sex. We want to have more in common than that."
The three of them just stood and stared at us like we were aliens, and I began to wonder if we were doing this all wrong. "Are you all really judging our sex life?"

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Uncompromising (Age Gap, gxg)
RomanceWith her almost 20 year marriage beyond repair, Demi Meadows is sick of playing games and being taken for granted. She needs something real, and someone who truly loves her instead of cheating on her for years. Her kids are almost out of the house...