She distracts me

Food-gasms

Lacy McDaniels

“That’s perfect Rita! Now make sure you turn the heat down a little here otherwise the garlic will burn up in the oil while the chicken cooks, and trust me Girl, burnt garlic is awful.” 

“Yup! Just like that. See, I told you. This is perfect for those nights when you want something simple. Now add in that broccoli we steamed earlier, stir it around to coat it in the sauce and put the lid on. Smells amazing.” 

Lacy wiped her hands on a towel, smoothing them over the front of her apron. She had her friend Christina make it for her, being petite in stature most aprons ended at the top of her shins making her look ridiculous. 

She began cleaning up while her client, Rita a young actress, finished cooking the meal she had taught her. Lacy grabbed one plate, and one container for leftovers, she never ate her clients food wanting to make sure they had some for later too. 

Rita took the lid off and moaned loudly. “Lacy this smells amazeballs. Seriously. It’s like one of my favorite chinese food dishes with all the fat stuff!” 

Lacy laughed softly, portioning out one chicken breast and about a cup of broccoli onto the plate and passed it across to where Rita was seating herself. Rita’s home was beautiful with a cooktop built into the island and bar seating across from it, making it perfect for Lacy to teach her in. 

After portioning out the leftovers and adding in a couple half cup servings of rice to accompany the leftovers for lunches she waited for Rita to take a bite. 

Another loud moan filled the air, “Seriously Lacy! This is almost better than s*x. How do you make food taste so goooood?!” Lacy laughed until she snorted on that one. 

“I didn’t make it, you did Rita! See! Good for you food doesn’t have to taste like cardboard, I told you that you could do this.” Lacy beamed. 

Rita was her newest client and had come to her about losing weight. She had a couple auditions for new roles coming up but needed to slim down a little for them and hated the harsh exercise-aholic nutritionist nazis (Rita’s reference). 

She had been referred to Lacy by another actress who promised this girl could help her out and wouldn’t starve her in the process. 

“Well then, I shall leave you to your food orgasms Rita, I think you and that chicken are gonna need the room.” 

Rita laughed, a hand over her mouth to cover the chunk of broccoli she just shoved in. “You are the best, Lace. So glad I met you.”

 Lacy smiled as she packed up her few products. “Likewise, you have been a pleasure to work with. You have my number if you need anything! I’m gonna show myself out girl, I have a much deserved date with my tub!” 

Rita waved, shovelling food into her mouth and making O faces as she shooed Lacy out.