I was in the kitchen, preparing the batter for pancakes and Calvin was in the living room replying to his e-mails. I didn't know what was Calvin's favourite flavour so I asked him.
" Calvin, what's your favourite flavour?"
" Honestly, it depends on you but I prefer my blowjobs without condom. I love to feel the heat of your mouth around my dick." He gave me a wink.
My jaw hung open. How could he turn such a simple question into something like that? He has such a dirty mind. He knew I was talking about pancakes.
“You've such a dirty mind. Pig."
He just barked out a loud laugh and replied.
" I'm good with whatever you're having."
" Okay. It’s settled then. I'm making choco-chip pancakes. "
" Cool. Do you need any help? "
" No, I'm good. I'll call you if I need something."
I went ba
