I push you back slightly to glance into your eyes. My fingers trace the contour of your body from your navel, moving over your belly and between your breasts before holding your chin to pull you in for a passionate kiss.<br/><br/>Braking the kiss, only to glance up as i hear some movement, a woman dressed in a flight's attendant uniform arrives with a mid sized cart, on top of it are several dishes prepared for both of us. There are finely prepared cold meats and a few diced cheese of supple nature, delightful for the smell and taste. Besides them, another platter with steamed vegetables prepared in slices, julienne and diced, also three small cups with dressings for them. A candle, a bottle of wine in ice and two glass cups give the last details before the lights dim.<br/><br/>"I believe we haven't had anything to eat today. So, you will treat your master to some of these delicacies and you will eat with me. How does that sound to you?" I ask teasingly. Somewhat hungry, I await for your answer, this is another chance to assess your previous training.<br/><br/>