Sara's Journey Ch. 16

She stepped up to him and whispered the translation in his ear then gave him a deep kiss that even curled my toes from just watching. "This is a night I'll never forget," he said when he caught his breath.

Su Lin went to the kitchen and started going through the cupboards and the fridge. "You have nothing here," she said. There was a stack of Lean Cuisine frozen dinners in the freezer and a few items in the fridge that had probably been edible at one time.

"I eat out a lot," Jeremy said. "It's no fun cooking for just one."

Our trip to the grocery store was comical. Jeremy had changed into a pullover and a pair of jeans and the three of us with our raincoats open, exposing our sexy lingerie, caused quite a stir. There was one old guy in the store that seemed to be shopping for the same things we were. I loved bending over to look at stuff on the bottom shelf and when Jenifer turned to the guy and pulled the top of her bustier down a little to pinch one of her little pink nipples, he seemed to disappear.

Su Lin managed to buy the things we needed to put together a dinner and a few extra items she thought Jeremy should have around. When we got back to the apartment, I had to run the microwave for her and she finally figured out how to use his electric wok. Jeremy and Jenifer took care of the wine and setting the table while playing grab ass. Over all it didn't take long before we were sitting down to a sumptuous dinner.

"So, how long have you been in this country?" Jeremy asked Su Lin.

"I stayed with others in a Vietnamese community in Long Beach for almost a year before coming to San Diego."

"Your English is impeccable. You barely have an accent."

"Su Lin didn't quite come into this country legally," I said. "We have to figure a way to get her documented. She needs a Social Security number and a driver's license."

"Is there any documentation of your birth?" Jeremy asked. "Something that would say who your father was?"

"Nothing that I know of," Su Lin said. "My mother was a guerilla fighter from the Highland Provinces of Central Vietnam. There have never been any written records kept by those tribes."

"That will complicate things but I'll do what I can. We will establish citizenship for you, it'll just be a matter of time."

By the time dinner was over I was having trouble stifling my yawns. The early morning workout, the photo shoot and the hot sex session along with the wine at dinner had taken its toll. "I hate to be a party pooper," I said, "but I've got to go home and get some shut eye."

"You're all welcome to stay here," Jeremy said.

I knew for a fact that his king sized floatation bed would hold us all, but I craved some real rest. "You guys can stay if you want but I think I'll head for home," I said.

"Rico and I were going to go up to Carlsbad tomorrow," Jenifer said. "I think I'd feel a little guilty if I stayed over at another man's house for a night of hot sex."

"It would be a shame for our generous host to spend the night by himself," Su Lin said. "His bed should be warmed by a woman. I will stay if neither of you mind. I will demonstrate the finer points of the `Arts' for Jeremy."

"Su Lin, you are absolutely right," I said. "I would stay myself if I wasn't so tired."

"I too am tired," Su Lin said with a wink. "I will insist that we retire immediately."

"You'll get no complaint from me," Jeremy said.

On the ride home Jenifer said, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

"You're the one that said Su Lin should get laid properly, if I'm not mistaking. A cluster fuck like we had in Jeremy's office is fun but it's not getting laid properly."

"There really is nothing like a slow, tender one on one love making session."

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since we've had any time together, one on one, and I've missed it."

To Be Continued...

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