ooc: Sorry for replying a little late - I didn't expect your reply until today, and it just kind of... y'know? ^^" And you're welcome! Great to have you back!

Stacy hid a grin at her girlfriend's reaction. She'd been planning to have her foot go up further, but then Jaimee did something unexpected - she dropped sauce into her shirt. Stacy's eyes widened. Hm. So this is how it goes how, huh?

Stacy grinned seductively, getting up slowly from her chair to help Jaimee 'clean' her shirt. "You've made quite a mess..." she commented, raising a hand to Jaimee's bra and playing with the strap. Then she kissed her, slow and sensual, while her hand's fingers played with her straps, teasing her. Her other hand rested low on Jaimee's back, and it was sliding down lower. Then, in one quick movement, she grabbed Jaimee's ass and attempted to unclasp her bra with the other hand.

But Stacy had never been very dexterous, and when she found out that she couldn't unclasp her bra with just one hand, she growled against her girlfriend's lips, separated from her, and fumbled with the clasp. "Get off," she muttered, impatient.

ooc: and I'm done a little early. Still have a test on monday, but, I'm done all my assignments, so, I think I deserve a little me time, lol! Thanks for waiting ^^

Jamiee felt Stacy's foot moving up and down her leg. It was at just the right speed for it to feel sensual, and Jamiee just barely fought back a moan of pleasure. She looked at Stacy, who's face seemed to say that nothing was happening.
"She's a playful one... mmm... well, she'll soon see that I can be the same way." Jamiee thought.

She looked down at her plate, noticing that while her spaghetti was gone, there was still a good ammount of sauce left on the plate. She grabbed a slice of bread from the table and began to wipe the sauce onto the bread. She raised the bread which was covered in tomato sauce to her mouth, however, tilted it slightly, allowing the sauce to fall and spill down her white top. Some spilled down the front, however about half of it had slipped down into her clevage.

"Shoot, I've gone and made a mess..." Jamiee said, as she looked down at her now stained shirt, before looking up at Stacy. She used her fingers to clean off the sauce from her shirt, licking them clean. However, her shirt was still stained now. "I can't wear this..." Jamiee said. "I guess I'll just have to take it off." Jamiee stood up from the table, and slowly began to remove her top, leaving her wearing only her jeans and black bra. The tomato sauce that had fallen down her shirt was rubbed against her breasts, and some had trickled down her body against her stomach. "Well, I cleaned my shirt... but I'm so full now... Stacy, could you please help me clean the rest off?" Jamiee said with a smile, trying to look as innocent as possible.

ooc: It's fine; everyone has their own lives, no? n___n I have to focus too, so let's both work hard for the next two weeks!

ooc: I've got a little bit of bad news. I've got mid-terms and assignments due over the next 2 weeks, which I have to really focus on. I write my last one on the 19th, so, I won't be able to roleplay again till then. But, when I'm done, I'll come right back to this RP. Just thought I'd give you a heads up rather than just disappearing. Sorry for this.

Something clicked in Stacy's head, and then she smiled widely. "And how would we do that?" While she was talking, Stacy began to run her foot up and down Jamie's leg lightly and slowly under the table, hoping to initiate something from this action.

Leaning back in her seat, she decided to pretend that nothing was happening in order to observe Jamiee's facial expressions. Her foot was still moving, brushing it up Jamiee's leg too slowly for it to be a childish game of footsie.

Jamiee finished her food before sitting back in her chair. She knew exactly what she wanted to do, however she was afraid of pushing Stacy too quickly. Upon hearing Stacy's comment, she blushed. "Thanks. You look amazing too, like always." she said in return. Jamiee was amazed at the fact that she had such a good looking girlfriend.

"Well, I did have something in mind..." Jamiee began. "Considering we have the whole house to ourselves... I was thinking maybe... we could kick things up a notch." she said, blushing slightly, an innocent smile on her face. She wasn't quite sure how to word what she wanted to do without being too forward.

Stacy brightened up considerably when Jamiee said she'd teach her how to cook. "That'd be awesome! Just...explain everything before you let me touch the food. And the stove. Or whatever we're using," she added, rolling her eyes upwards. She knew she was possibly the worst cook on Earth.

Stacy pouted when she heard Jamiee's reply. "But you're the host!" she pointed out. "Surely you had something in mind for us?" she grinned cheekily, tilting her head to the side. "And of course, I would be fine with anything we did."

She fiddled with the hem of her skirt and shot a glance at Jamiee's black bra underneath. "You look beautiful," she breathed. She knew this was what Jamiee wore all the time, her casual look, but that didn't stop her from commenting.

Jamiee served herself after Stacy had put the pasta on her plate. She stuck her fork into the spaghetti and twirled it around the fork, before raising it to her mouth and eating it. The pasta had turned out better than she thought it would, which was impressive, because she already thought it would be quite good.

Jamiee smiled upon hearing Stacy compliment her cooking. "Thanks. I'm glad you like it. I'll gladly teach you how to cook! Any time!" she said, before taking another forkful of spaghetti into her mouth. Any opportunity to spend with Stacy was something that meant a lot to Jamiee. The opportunity to teach Stacy how to cook was something that she would enjoy greatly, as she would be doing one of her favorite things with her favorite person.

Jamiee looked at Stacy as she asked what they were going to do afterwards. "Well, I've got a few ideas." she said, attempting to look innocent. "But, you're the guest, so, I'm going to leave that up to you!"

"Thanks," Stacy said, smiling, and then served herself some of the pasta, first making sure she could eat all of it. Hey appetite was smaller than the average person's, and she never took more than she could eat. She took her fork, which was sitting next to her plate, and scooped some of it up, placing it gingerly in her mouth before widening her eyes.

"This is amazing!" she commented, looking across to Jaimee, covering her mouth out of politeness. She took another bite, and then grinned. "You have to teach me how to cook. And then you can give me the recipe and prevent me from burning anything," she said, her eyes sparkling in amusement.

She chewed slowly, letting the taste overwhelm her senses. Then she grinned. "What are we doing after this?"

Jamiee smiled as Stacy swatted her away. "Good idea." she said. "We don't want this food to get cold after all." she commented as she took a seat at the table opposite Stacy.

"Yup, I prepared it all myself." Jamiee replied, feeling satisfaction in her success at impressing her girlfriend. "I love cooking, so, this really was just a blast for me to do." she replied with a smile.

"Help yourself!" Jamiee said as she motioned for Stacy to serve herself some of the food. Her parents had raised her to be a good host and to always show good manners. The guests were to get first priority on the food. Seeing as how Stacy was no ordinary guest either, Jamiee was making sure to show an optimal ammount of politeness.

Stacy squeaked, her face heating up in a pink flush as she felt Jaimee's hand on her ass. She whimpered a little bit, sucking in a breath, and then swatted it away teasingly. "Bad girl," she crooned. "Later, hm? We have the whole week."

Pressing another kiss to Jaimee's neck, she danced away, trying blatantly to switch her attention to the food instead of her girlfriend. "Did you make this all by yourself?" she asked in awe, her voice still somewhat caught in her throat. She was surprised, since she, herself, couldn't really cook at all. Whatever that became victim to the stove ended up black and burnt when Stacy was around.

She stared at the lit candles and smiled again, pulling one of the chairs out and sitting down hurriedly, squirming. Then she shot Jamiee a grin and beckoned her to sit as well so they could eat.

ooc: thank you so much for joining! ^^ I was getting worried that this'd be a failed RP, lol.

Jamiee led Stacy to the kitchen, and watched as she took in the atmosphere. As she spun around, her skirt flew up, giving Jamiee a quick peak at her girlfriend's gorgeous ass. "Yup. I probably made a little extra, but, better to have too much than too little." she commented.

Stacy asked about Jamiee's parents being out of town, but before Jamiee got a chance to reply, Stacy had pressed her body up against Jamiee's, and the two were now locked in kiss.

Jamiee enjoyed the feeling so much, her girlfriend's warm body up against her own. Jamiee's arms sat around Stacy's waist, and she pulled back from the kiss, looking Stacy in the eyes. She licked her lips and smiled. "I like when you show your appreciation." she said, giggling slightly. "Yeah, my parents are out of town for the week. So, I have myself an empty house for a week." she replied. "So basically, I have the house free to myself, to do whatever I please." she said, grinning devlishly. She leaned in and kissed Stacy again, before sliding her left hand down and grabbing her ass.