Skipper

3| Veal Milanese

SKIPPER

I know I shouldn't but I can't keep myself from thinking improper thoughts while watching Tricia cooks on my kitchen. She got her back on me and I am having a good view of her sexy butt. They're so round, looks so firm, and it's arousing me for fuck's sake!

I cleared my throat and shifted on my seat. 

I should shake the improper, lewd thoughts off my head. This is Tricia and she deserves my respect. 

Tricia turned her head to me. "Naiinip ka na ba?" she asked with a hint of worry on her tone. 

"No," I answered right away. I even shook my head. "I'll just get myself a glass of water," I smiled then I stood up. Mabilis na tumalikod ako bago n'ya pa mahalata ang bandang harap ko. 

I took my time in front of the fridge. 

When my buddy calmed down, I checked on Tricia. She's still cooking. 

The aroma of her dish filled the air. 

"That smells delicious," I commented as I walked towards her. 

"And I hope it tastes delicious as well," she laughed a little. 

I smiled at her. 

Tricia's really beautiful. Bahagyang namawis ang bandang sentido n'ya at may ilang takas na hibla ng buhok na sa mukha n'ya. Kanina ay mabilisang itinali n'ya lang ang buhok n'ya gamit ang panyo bago magsimulang maghiwa ng mga sangkap ng iluluto n'ya. She looks more attractive with an apron on. 

I fought the urge to touch her. I want to tuck the loose strands of hair and wipe the sweat off her face. I don't want to scare her. I don't want her to think that I am taking advantage. 

"It's almost done," Tricia smiled then focused on cooking. 

Lumayo na ako sa kanya para hindi ako makagulo. Sinimulan ko na lang na ayusin ang hapag.

When I woke up this morning, it never crossed my mind that Tricia will be my guest for tonight. Lalong hindi sumagi sa isip ko na magluluto pa s'ya para sa akin. Ni hindi ko naisip na magkikita kami at yayayain n'ya akong kumain.  

"It's ready!" Tricia exclaimed. 

A wide smile spread across my face. Amoy na amoy ko na ang bango ng niluto n'ya. 

"Amoy pa lang, ginugutom na ako," I chuckled. 

I helped her carry the plates. Mas natakam ako nang makita ko ang magandang pagkaka-ayos n'ya ng pagkain. It's not the first time I'll eat veal milanese, but the last time felt like decades ago. Ni hindi ko na nga maalala kung ano ang lasa. 

I'm not a food enthusiast but I always drool for the aesthetic factor of everything. I definitely should take a picture of this masterpiece. 

"Can I take a picture?" I asked politely. 

I saw her blush. "Nakakahiya naman, Skipper. It's not a fancy meal."

I clicked my tongue. "It's fabulous! Tingin pa lang, masarap na."

It took me a lot of convincing pero napa-payag ko din naman s'ya. I took few shots of her dish. I even used some equipment to improve the quality of my shots. 

"It's the first time I cook for somebody else," Tricia said in almost a whisper. 

Napaangat ako ng tingin sa kanya. 

What she said flattered me. Pakiramdam ko tuloy ang swerte ko. Na ako ang unang makakatikim ng luto n'ya. 

"Wow! I'm flattered," I admitted then smiled sweetly at her.