Cindy’s story

Chapter 4 newer than she knew pt1

Cindy woke up at noon and, remembering her plan, got a bowl of lucky charms before going back to sleep. Then she actually woke up at about three and felt hungry, but she wouldn’t get anything too filling, she thought as she remembered her plan, and once Cindy set her mind on something she would always do it. Well, nearly always anyway. Cindy decided she’d get something small and light. There was a Starbucks less than quarter mile from her home, so Cindy went there. About half an hour later she pulled her car up to her home to see something that made her say “Oh, that can’t be good.” As she got out of her car. Cindy walked by Craig’s old Mustang. He had gotten it because it’s an “Awesome muscle car with name recognition and a reputation.” To quote him. “Just got it because he has a little dick.” Cindy mumbled as she walked by the car. She walked up to her front door to find it open, not unlocked, wide open. “I should have changed that stupid lock,” Cindy murmured, “I should have made him leave that key,” then she noticed what song she was singing unconsciously and belted out “If I’d have thought for just one second YOU’D BE BACK TO BOTHER ME!” and laughed. Craig stepped out to the inside of Cindy’s front door and said, “Really?” in an incredulous tone. “You got the words wrong by the way.” With a shrug, “Just sayin’”

Craig sighed deeply and said “I just came by to grab my things. Forget the song, I didn’t need the key anyway. Also, you should lock your door when you leave the place.” Then, with a sneer, dripping with contempt. “Wouldn’t want a burglar to show up or something. It just sounds like burger, they aren’t tasty. “ then he sighed and dropped his shoulders as he said “I’ll get out of your hair now ***.” Stepping outside with a little plastic bag of goods he’d left there for when he stayed overnight. “I should’ve known you’d be back for that.” Cindy said angrily. “Your cheap ass would never leave ten bucks worth of stuff from the pharmacy behind.” Craig walked straight past Cindy, hip checking her as he walked by. Cindy steadied herself and glared at Craig as he said “Kind of like you and that sugary bullshit.” Pointing at her drink “You know, one of those has more calories than a small burger right?” as he nodded his head toward Cindy’s bag. “By the way. I left your key on the kitchen counter, right next to the fridge. I figured that’s where you spend most of your time. A pig like you wouldn’t miss it for a second.” As he approached his car and opened the door. “***.” He shouted as he slammed the door and hit the gas without waiting for an answer. Cindy threw her drink at his car as he left, Craig didn’t even seem to notice as the lid came off of the cup and a Frappuccino splattered out onto the trunk of his car. Cindy flipped him off and said “Good riddance, asshole, now I need to get another drink cause of you.” With a pout. Cindy then closed her front door and locked it before walking back to her car to go.

Shortly after that Cindy walked into the Starbucks, she didn’t want the drive-through worker recognizing her and wondering why she’s already back. Cindy approached the cashier directly, there was no line for once, she said “I’ll take a grande chocolate chip Frappuccino with a pump of caramel.” She then sighed and said “You know what? Make it a large,” the barista opened her mouth to say something, but Cindy wasn’t feeling it. She spoke over the barista and said “Fuck your naming scheme, and you know what? Make it two.” She then sighed deeply and said “Sorry for being a bitch, I just saw my ex. Order’s the same though.” Then Cindy noticed that the Barista had never said anything. She sighed again and went to sit down without another word. When she got her fraps Cindy began drinking one

A few hours later Cindy walked up to Fred’s house. As planned she was pretty hungry, but not so much as to tempt her to act badly. Fred was so happy to see his new girlfriend that he stumbled over his words, saying “Hail there Cindy?” saying her name like a question as it hit him that he had said “Hail” rather than “Hey.” Fred mumbled to himself “Hail? What is this, the sixteen hundreds?” Cindy put a hand to her mouth and laughed a bit. As Fred blushed and said “Anyway, I found a recipe online that I wanted to try, it’s like Thanksgiving on a sandwich! It’s melted Brie and turkey, with cranberry sauce on the side for dipping or spreading if you prefer.” Cindy said “Oohhh, so it’s like, a fancy grilled cheese woth turkey and stuff.” And saw Fred’s shoulders slump then added “That’s not a bad thing! I love grilled cheese! Hell, I love anything with cheese period.” Fred smiled and said “Good! I didn’t know how well it would come out so I ordered pizza too. So you can make your choice on what you want.” Cindy smiled, thinking. God this guy is sweet, it’s like everything does makes me feel warm and fuzzy. Fred lead Cindy into his place and went into the kitchen to grab the sandwiches for the couple. He didn’t notice Cindy following closely behind, so close that when he stopped and turned around to say something it came our as “So h-“ and stopping as Cindy wrapped her arms around him and planted a kiss on his lips. A kiss that he returned wholeheartedly.

As the two embraced Cindy dropped her arms down lower and squeezed Fred’s butt. Then she traced an arm around to Fred’s front side, her excited feeling of being the sexy temptress melted almost instantly when her hand got between Fred’s legs. He wasn’t hard at all, not even slightly. So Cindy gave him a deep kiss while she walked her fingers up the front of Fred’s stomach and chest, before lightly pushing back on Fred’s chest and stepping back toward the table to sit down. Fred loved this but he was torn between different thoughts, on one hand he didn’t want to stop touching Cindy, but on the other he couldn’t wait to see her eating again. Eventually he resolved which was more important to him. He wanted to watch Cindy eat.

In his mind Fred couldn’t help but think something was wrong with him, this beautiful woman was practically throwing herself at him, but all he wanted was to watch her eat. He had even checked the clock on the stove as he walked by. The Pizza should arrive in about thirty minutes. So if Fred and Cindy started eating now she should be able to have the pizza when. . . Fred shook his head, thinking something was clearly wrong with him, why did he want her to eat so badly? Fred thought all of this as he brought the sandwiches to the table. How well they go over would be as much of a surprise for Fred as it was going to be for Cindy. When he set the sandwiches down Cindy immediately picked hers up and took a bite.

The look on Cindy’s face was pure bliss, it was like the movie all over again, but this time the light seemed to come from within Cindy, it wasn’t just from a movie screen. Or maybe it never was? Fred never wanted this moment to end. It was like Cindy was so filled with joy that it was overflowing out of her and into Fred.

Meanwhile Cindy was shocked at just How good the sandwich was. She’d always liked Turkey, and Brie was her favorite type of cheese by far. But this was the first time she’d had Brie on anything more than crackers. After Cindy finished chewing and swallowed her first bite she noticed Fred’s face. He was staring at her, mesmerized by the simple sight of Cindy eating. She had seen that look before on others she thought. It was halfway between an excited child on Christmas, and the face Craig had when be first saw her in the nude. Wait, was this how he felt about her eating? Well, if that’s what does it for him, Fred was the best thing to happen to Cindy in years, and it’s not like she didn’t enjoy the sandwich. The feeling of power and sexiness came back to Cindy as she dipped the sandwich into the cranberry sauce that Fred had given her like it was a weirdly chunky Au Jus. Then she took another bite and felt like someone from the cooking channel was reading off a review in her head. This delightful bit of roast turkey is held together by two pieces of soft white bread that have been pan fried, making the entire sandwich a warm, gooey mess of deliciousness. The thick and fatty sandwich is perfectly cut by cranberry sauce, which grants a hint of acid and a note of delightfully bright berry flavor to balance out the savory taste of the meat and cheese. When Cindy came out of her internal monolog she was greeted by Fred’s face with that lovey dovey doe eyed smile. It made Cindy want to hug him, so she did. After Cindy had stood up and circled the table she hugged Fred from behind and said “Thank you so much for everything you’ve done.” And kissed him on the cheek. As she did so Cindy glanced down at Fred’s pants to see he had a bit of a tent going on. She smiled to herself as that feeling of being sexy and wanted came back to her stronger than ever.