Cucumber Sandwiches

WARNING:

This contains adult content.  Read at your own discretion.

A cucumber by any other name can still be used as a dildo...

After taking a quick shower and changing into an evening dress, I rush into the kitchen to check on the roast beef. "Perfect," I say aloud.  It's crusty on the outside, rare and pink on the inside. No one should have any complaints.

This is the first dinner party that I've hosted since becoming Mrs. Nicholas Ramos.  I want to make a great first impression on Nick's parents.  I've heard through the grapevine that they are first class snobs.  The last thing I'd want to do is burn the roast beef, risking their disapproval.

I'd thought about having the affair catered, but ruled that out.  After all, I am Daphne Silverstein-Ramos, of Silverstein's Bakery & Delicatessen.  Food is my specialty.  If I can own and operate my own bakery, I certainly can cater a mere dinner party.

I do a mental check of everything and can't figure out what I've missed.  Suddenly, I slap my forehead. "Damn! I forgot the cucumber sandwiches."  Nick had insisted that it was his mother's favorite and I had to have some on hand when she arrived.

I took out the necessary ingredients and placed them on the counter. Before I can slice into the cucumber, I feel Nick ease up behind me.  He encircles my waist with his strong arms.

"Give me some lovin', honey."

"Nick, stop.  We don't have time," I say as he playfully bites my neck.

"Of course we do." He turns me to face him and gives me a long, passionate kiss. He's still damp from the shower and has a towel draped around his waist.

"Um," I moan as he caresses the tips of my breasts through my spaghetti-strapped evening gown.

"That cucumber looks ready," he whispers.  "Are you?"

Before I can decipher the meaning of his statement, he grabs the cucumber and slides it beneath my dress. "Nick!"I gasp, in pleasant surprise.  "That's for the sandwiches."

Nick doesn't stop.  Instead, he lifts me up onto the countertop and pushes my thighs apart. He pulls my g-string panties to the side and insets the tip of the cucumber into my love nest.  By now, I'm so turned on that I'm gyrating my hips, greedily sucking the vegetable into my vaginal walls.

"Oh Nick. I'm ready!" I pant. He begins to plunge the cucumber in and out of my wetness, faster and faster.

"You like that baby?"

"Yes!"

"You want more of it?"

"Yes.  Deeper, Nick.  Go deeper," I practically beg.

"You're soaking," he says, removing the cucumber and burying his tongue between my silky folds.  He deep-sea dives until he captures my pearl between his lips.  He sucks and blows until I'm at the brink of a climax. He then flips me over, swiftly entering me from behind. I inhale with pleasure.

"Oh Nick.  Do it baby! Give it all to me!"

"You want this?"

"Yes, all of it.  Please!"

Nick sinks his manhood deep inside me.  I shiver and convulse as an intense orgasm rocks me.  I can feel Nick pulsating, releasing his hot load inside my walls.

"Whew!" he exclaims after we've both caught our breaths.  He slowly pulls his deflated member from my satisfied womanhood.

"You are so naughty," I giggle as he helps me off the counter.  I straighten my panties and pull my dress down.  "Oh no!" I groan.

"What babe? Did I stain your dress?"

"No," I sigh. I stare at the cucumber that's coated with my sticky juices.  "That was the last cucumber."

Nick gives me a devilish grin.  "Wash it off.  Without cucumber sandwiches, don't expect to win Mom over." I snatch the towel away and expertly snap him on his bare butt with it. Better luck with impressing the mother-in-law next time.