The Baker

Chapter 31

 Little bit o' smut because smut is always fun!

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Cassie was up bright and early! She could smell the Turkey already and it was only six o'clock in the morning! She wanted nothing more than to get up and help set up, but there was an octpus spooning her. Ben had her tightly against him; one arm draped over her stomach, the other under her pillow, with their legs intwined, his face nuzzled against the back of her neck. She loved him like this, but not at the moment. It was hard to get up without waking him.

Swiftly and carefully, she lifted up his one arm from her waist and slowly untangled their legs. Successful so far. She started to get up from the bed, prepared to be pulled back down...but wasn't. She actually stood up and turned around to look at him without being dragged back into bed! She sighed in relief and went over to her drawers to get dressed. She striped off her pajama shorts and tank top, leaving her in her black laced undergarmets. She bent over to open another drawer when she heard, "Please dear God, don't let this be another dream." Cassie giggled and asked, "Another dream? What happened in the first one?" Ben bit his bottom lip, continued to stare at her bent over, and then seductively said, "Come over here and I'll show you."

Cassie finally found what she was looking for and stood back up. She turned to Ben to see him laying back with his arm under his head, staring hungrily at her. He beckoned her over to him with his index finger, so she dropped her dress on the bed and went to stand beside him. "Yes, Ben?" Without saying a word, he took both hands and put them on her hips, pulling her on to the bed until she was straddling him. "That's more like it," he said, while running his fingers all over her body. One finger traced the hem of her panties, then dipped inside, just barely getting where she wanted him to be. "What happened to no sex?" She asked, her voice clearly saying she doesn't care about the rule. Ben chuckled and said, "I don't think this counts, do you?" Just as he said it, he plunged two fingers into her. She let out a soft moan and bit her bottom lip to not let out anything any louder. 

"Ride my fingers, baby," he purred. She started to slowly move herself on his fingers, afraid she might hurt him, and breathed, "What about you?" As he curled his fingers, he told her, "Don't worry about it." He kept curling his fingers inside her as she continued to move on him. Ben changed the position of his hand, almost making her cry out because he found that perfect spot. "Come on," he rasped. "Come for me." One more curl, and she came all over his fingers, covering her mouth to muffle her moans. When she was done, Ben quickly pulled his fingers out and covered his mouth to muffle his own moans. Cassie looked at him curiously, but then turned around and saw what he had been doing with his free hand. 

When he finished, he stuck his fingers into his mouth and sucked on them. He took them out with a pop and told her, "That went better than in my dream." She lowered herself on his chest and asked, "How so?" He pecked her lips and said, "I could actually taste you this time."

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 It's been an odd and new experience for Ben. When he and Cassie ended up getting out of bed, he saw her put on a football jersey. When he asked her why, she told him it was a tradition and that everyone would be wearing theirs. That made him go into a panic and angrily ask her why she told him about the guys wearing "golf shirts". She then laughed and pulled out a fresh, new Chicago Bears jersey from her closet and said, "Happy Thanksgiving." She won't tell him how she got it or how much it costed, but he was still very thankful.

So now, here he was, standing in the kitchen and wearing a matching Jay Cutler jersey. Liam was wearing a Buffalo Bills jersey, Julie had on a chargers jersey, Leo was wearing a Packers jersey, and Kelly was sporting a Tom Brady Patriots jersey. "Why do you all have different jerseys? Aren't you supposed to like the same team?" Cassie giggled and said, "Not us. We like having different teams, it makes games interesting." After they helped Liam and Julie with everything they needed, Cassie took Ben into the living room, where there were five TV's set up, all with different games. Ben put his arm around Cassie and she snuggled up under his arm.