The Neighbor’s Early Return

Jen and I had managed to catch a few hours of sleep, but the sound of the telephone jolted us awake. I disentangled myself from her and made my way to answer it, Jen still lying naked beside me.

“Hello?” I said, trying to make out the time as my eyes slowly came into focus. “Good morning, honey!” a cheerful-sounding Cindy said. “I’ve managed to get an early flight, so I’ll be home early in the afternoon.” “Morning!” I replied, trying to sound energetic. “What time does your flight arrive?” I asked. “Around 1:00” Cindy replied. “Shall I pick you up at the airport?” I asked. “That would be wonderful – I’m taking my usual airline,” she said.

“Great, call me if you get delayed again. Otherwise, I’ll swing by and pick you up at the curb by the main exit, and if you like, we can have a late lunch on the way home,” I said. “Thanks darling, but I’d rather have something at home – it’s been a long week,” Cindy said. “No problem,” I replied. “I’ll see you at about 1:15 at the airport.” “Awesome, I’m going to be so happy to come home – and now I should be off the road for at least a month. See you soon, love ya,” Cindy said. “Me too, babe – I can hardly wait to see you!” I said, and hung up.

I looked over at Jen, who was still lying naked and asleep. Her toned body and flawless curves came into clear view as I put on my glasses and gazed at her. I was now in conflict over several major thoughts: I had been party to cheating on the girlfriend I loved with her only daughter; my cock was rapidly hardening as I leered at Jen; and my girlfriend would be arriving at the airport in a little over four hours, which meant we had about 3 1/2 hours to launder and change the bed linens, which now had visible cum stains all over them.

“Hey, girl, get up,” I said, slapping her on the ass. “Your mom just called, and she’s going to be arriving at the airport at around 1:00. I’ve got to pick her up, and you’re going to help me get this place cleaned up before I leave.” Jen sat up, still naked, and smiled as she saw my hard-on. She reached for it and said, “How about some breakfast in bed?” as she got up on her knees and knelt over me, sucking my cock almost entirely into her mouth while massaging the shaft with her tongue.

I basked in the pleasure for a minute, but my sense of self-preservation took over, and I gently pulled her off my cock. “Look, that’s really great, but you’re mom is going to be here soon, and this bed has got to get cleaned up,” I said.

Jen pouted and replied, “Really, why?” I pointed to the dried cum stains all over the bed and said, “That’s why – these linens have to be washed, dried, and remade well before your mom’s plane lands.” I slapped her on the ass again and said, “Get up, girl!”

She got up, walked around behind me, and hugged me, her breasts and nipples pressing into my back. She started stroking my still-wet cock, and I finished pulling the covers off and turned around when she put an arm around my neck and pulled me down to her and kissed me deeply, still stroking my cock.

“Enough of the playing around,” I said, pulling away. “You’ve got to help me get this place cleaned up. Or else what?” she asked, looking up at me with a lascivious grin. “You haven’t answered the question – or else what?” she asked.

“Jen, you’ve noted how happy you are that your mom and I are together, and how happy she is now. You said how you were only ‘borrowing’ me since she was away. Now, you want to see to it that I’m worn out when your mom gets home? She has a rightful expectation that I am hers and will have plenty of pent-up energy tonight. And I WANT to be ready for her when she gets here. So quit playing around and be helpful. Ok?”

Jen sighed and said, “All right. But I’m going to have a real hard time with this. Knowing that you’re here, that I want to fuck you, and that you belong to my mom.” “You knew that before you ‘borrowed’ your mom’s nightgown and crawled into our bed,” I said.

“I don’t want one now – I want you,” she said. Well, your mom is going to be home for at least a month after this trip, so you’re going to have to find another way to occupy yourself. Besides, I’ve got more than 20 years on you, and you ought to find someone more age appropriate for the long run. So let’s get the laundry started, get cleaned up, have some breakfast, and get organized. You can come with me to fetch your mom,” I said.

She giggled and replied, “You don’t have any clothes on – why should I?” I laughed and pulled on some sweats, then walked over to her and smacked her on the ass. “Ok, now I’ve got clothes on – go put something on and let’s get moving,” I said.

As I carried the linens to the laundry room, I heard moaning coming from Jen’s room. I walked over and found her lying on her bed with her legs over the side and feet on the floor, one hand holding her pussy open and the other rapidly manipulating her clit. Her pussy was clearly wet, her hips were gyrating, and she was moaning as she pleasured herself.

She saw me and lustily whispered, “Aren’t you going to help me out?” I thought for a moment, then walked into her room, got on my knees, lifted and spread her legs, and stuffed my tongue into her wet pussy. Her hands grasped my head and pulled me into her, and she tried guiding me up to her clit. I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth and sucked hard, drinking the wetness out of her as she shuddered and dug her heels into my back.

As I continued sucking her inner pussy lips, her pelvis started gyrating, and she groaned with pleasure. I then moved up to her clit and concentrated on it with my tongue, and then sucked it into my mouth. She pulled her legs wide open and back, pulled my head into her pussy with her hands, shrieked, and shuddered as I was rewarded by the flood of pussy juice that poured out of her cunt.

I continued sucking her clit until she pushed my head away and her body went limp as she gasped for air. I stood up, pleased with the results of my handiwork, and asked her to get dressed because I was going to make coffee and get breakfast started.

I left her there and went to the kitchen, got the coffee started, and straightened out the living room. Jen came into the living room in a pair of sweatpants and a body-hugging fleece top, her face still flustered from just a few minutes ago. She walked over to me, put her hands on my shoulders, and just stared at me with a funny look on her face, motionless. I looked down at her, studying the look on her face, and gave her a long, drawn-out “yeeeeees?”

She started to slowly shake her head at me as this look of wonder came to her face, combined with a smile. “How… that was incredible. How did you ever learn to eat pussy so well? My God, you’re almost as good, maybe as good as Diane. I came so hard I almost forgot to breathe. The wet spot on my bed is huge… How, or who, taught you how to do that so well?” she asked.

“I had a good teacher,” I told her. “Now, will you please help me get all this stuff done before I have to go to the airport?” “I’ve already started,” she said, continuing, “I poured some bleach into the washing machine to make sure the sheets will be super-white when they come out.”

She reached up and held my head between her hands, looked into my eyes, and whispered, “I will, from this point on, be your sex slave. You can suck my pussy, fuck me, demand blow jobs – anything. Any time you want. Do you understand? Any. Time. Anything.”

“That’s very friendly of you. Yes. Anytime. But this is not the time, and if you want any chance of getting anything further out of me, you have to help,” I said. Just then, the buzzer for the coffee maker made its noise, and she turned around and scampered off to the kitchen.

She came back with a mug of coffee and handed it to me. “I’ll take over making breakfast,” she said, and went back to the kitchen. I went back to the bedroom, straightened things back out, relieved that Cindy’s nightgown was none the worse for wear.

“Breakfast is ready,” Jen called out. “Come and get it!” I walked into the kitchen and found an elaborate breakfast on the bar, along with fresh mugs of coffee. “Wow, this is a serious breakfast, what’s the occasion?” I asked. She smiled and said, “You’ve earned it, and my undying admiration.”

Cindy’s sudden arrival at the airport had brought a sense of urgency to the day, and I was grateful to have this time with her. As we drove home, the tension between us was palpable, and I could sense her desire for me. We chatted about our week, but my mind kept wandering back to the passionate kiss we had shared earlier.

Cindy turned to me with a sultry smile, and I knew I was in for a treat. “I’m so glad to be back,” she whispered, her eyes locked on mine. “I’ve missed you so much, and I’ve had some…interesting dreams this week.” Her blush deepened, and I felt my arousal spike.

“Tell me more,” I encouraged, my voice low and husky. Cindy’s eyes fluttered closed as she began to recount her vivid dreams, and I could feel her body responding to my proximity. I reached out and took her hand, bringing it to my lips for a gentle kiss.

As we drove, the conversation turned to our desires, and I knew exactly what I wanted. “Let’s get home and celebrate our reunion,” I suggested, my eyes locked on Cindy’s. She nodded eagerly, and I could sense her excitement building.

When we arrived at the house, Cindy barely waited for me to turn off the engine before she was out of the car and running towards the house. I followed close behind, my heart racing with anticipation. We burst through the front door, and Cindy threw herself into my arms, her lips crashing down on mine in a passionate kiss.

I wrapped my arms around her, deepening the kiss as we stumbled towards the bedroom. We shed our clothes in record time, and I couldn’t help but be impressed by Cindy’s eagerness. She was like a woman possessed, her desire for me radiating from every pore.

As we settled onto the bed, I couldn’t help but notice the look of longing on Cindy’s face. She was a woman on a mission, and I was more than happy to oblige. I reached out and took her hand, bringing it to my lips for a gentle kiss.

“Let’s make up for lost time,” I whispered, my eyes locked on Cindy’s. She nodded eagerly, and I could sense her arousal building. I reached out and took her other hand, pulling her close as I began to kiss her again.

Our lips locked in a passionate kiss, and I could feel Cindy’s body responding to mine. I reached down and took her breast in my hand, feeling her nipple harden against my touch. I couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as I began to kiss her neck, my lips trailing down to her shoulder.

Cindy’s body arched against mine, her hands grasping my back as she pulled me closer. I could feel her desire building, and I knew exactly what she needed. I reached down and took her other breast in my hand, feeling her nipple harden against my touch.

As our bodies came together, I knew I was in for a wild ride. Cindy was a woman on fire, and I was more than happy to be the one to fan the flames. I began to kiss her again, my lips tracing a path down her body as I reached down to take her other breast in my hand.

Cindy’s body responded to mine, her hands grasping my back as she pulled me closer. I could feel her desire building, and I knew exactly what she needed. I reached down and took her other breast in my hand, feeling her nipple harden against my touch.

As our bodies came together, I knew I was in for a wild ride. Cindy was a woman on fire, and I was more than happy to be the one to fan the flames. I began to kiss her again, my lips tracing a path down her body as I reached down to take her other breast in my hand.

“I’ve missed you so much,” Cindy whispered, her eyes locked on mine. “I’ve had some…interesting dreams this week.” Her blush deepened, and I felt my arousal spike.

“Tell me more,” I encouraged, my voice low and husky. Cindy’s eyes fluttered closed as she began to recount her vivid dreams, and I could feel her body responding to my proximity. I reached out and took her hand, bringing it to my lips for a gentle kiss.

“Let’s make up for lost time,” I whispered, my eyes locked on Cindy’s. She nodded eagerly, and I could sense her arousal building. I reached out and took her other hand, pulling her close as I began to kiss her again.

Our lips locked in a passionate kiss, and I could feel Cindy’s body responding to mine. I reached down and took her breast in my hand, feeling her nipple harden against my touch. I couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as I began to kiss her neck, my lips tracing a path down to her shoulder.

“I’m so glad to be back,” Cindy whispered, her eyes locked on mine. “I’ve missed you so much.” Her words were like a match to gasoline, igniting a flame of desire that seemed to burn brighter with every passing moment.

I pulled her close, my lips crashing down on hers in a passionate kiss. Our bodies came together, and I knew I was in for a wild ride. Cindy was a woman on fire, and I was more than happy to be the one to fan the flames.

“Let’s make love,” I whispered, my eyes locked on Cindy’s. She nodded eagerly, and I could sense her arousal building. I reached out and took her other hand, pulling her close as I began to kiss her again.

Our bodies came together, and I knew I was in for a wild ride. Cindy was a woman on fire, and I was more than happy to be the one to fan the flames. I began to kiss her again, my lips tracing a path down her body as I reached down to take her other breast in my hand.

Cindy’s body responded to mine, her hands grasping my back as she pulled me closer. I could feel her desire building, and I knew exactly what she needed. I reached down and took her other breast in my hand, feeling her nipple harden against my touch.

“I’ve missed you so much,” Cindy whispered, her eyes locked on mine. “I’ve had some…interesting dreams this week.” Her blush deepened, and I felt my arousal spike.

“Tell me more,” I encouraged, my voice low and husky. Cindy’s eyes fluttered closed as she began to recount her vivid dreams, and I could feel her body responding to my proximity. I reached out and took her hand, bringing it to my lips for a gentle kiss.

“Let’s make up for lost time,” I whispered, my eyes locked on Cindy’s. She nodded eagerly, and I could sense her arousal building. I reached out and took her other hand, pulling her close as I began to kiss her again.

Our lips locked in a passionate kiss, and I could feel Cindy’s body responding to mine. I reached down and took her breast in my hand, feeling her nipple harden against my touch. I couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as I began to kiss her neck, my lips tracing a path down to her shoulder.

“I’m so glad to be back,” Cindy whispered, her eyes locked on mine. “I’ve missed you so much.” Her words were like a match to gasoline, igniting a flame of desire that seemed to burn brighter with every passing moment.

I pulled her close, my lips crashing down on hers in a passionate kiss. Our bodies came together, and I knew I was in for a wild ride. Cindy was a woman on fire, and I was more than happy to be the one to fan the flames.

“Let’s make love,” I whispered, my eyes locked on Cindy’s. She nodded eagerly, and I could sense her arousal building. I reached out and took her other hand, pulling her close as I began to kiss her again.

Our bodies came together, and I knew I was in for a wild ride. Cindy was a woman on fire, and I was more than happy to be the one to fan the flames. I began to kiss her again, my lips tracing a path down her body as I reached down to take her other breast in my hand.

Cindy’s fingers danced across my skin, tracing the contours of my muscles as I held her close. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and I couldn’t help but wonder what had gotten into her.

She leaned in closer, her breath warm against my skin. “I need something to drink,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I think I’ve dehydrated myself… or you dehydrated me… well, you get the point.”

I chuckled, my fingers tracing the curve of her neck. “Fine, let’s get up and be sociable,” I said, my voice low and teasing. “But what has gotten into you? You were uncharacteristically loud. You’re usually much more careful when you know Jen is here.”

Cindy’s smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against mine. “Maybe that was my intention,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

But before I could press her further, she gently pushed me away, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Wait a second, come here,” she said, her voice husky with desire.

I followed her, my heart racing with anticipation. She reached up, her hands cupping my face, and I felt a rush of desire as she pulled me close.

“All done,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, as she handed me my boxer briefs.

We both silently dressed in sweats, the tension between us palpable. But as we hugged each other close, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder at what had gotten into these two.

Cindy’s whispered words sent shivers down my spine. “Wait… what?”

“Why are washing your face?” she asked, her voice husky with desire.

I shook my head, trying to understand where she was going with this. “What are you talking about, silly woman?” I said, my voice low and teasing. “My face is covered with the smell of you, and I don’t think that being sociable means walking around with Eu D’orgy as a cologne.”

Cindy’s laughter was music to my ears, and I couldn’t help but smile as I dried my face.

“Your turn,” I said, my voice low and husky, as I grabbed some mouthwash and rinsed my mouth out.

Cindy’s smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against mine. “I’m fine,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

But as I walked out of the bathroom, I couldn’t help but wonder what had gotten into these two. Was it something to do with last night? Or was it something more?

As I strolled into the kitchen, I poured myself a drink, and joined Jen in the living room. But as I looked at her, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder at what had gotten into her.

Her leggings were gone, replaced by tights that seemed to show off her curves in all the right places. And as she smiled at me, I couldn’t help but feel a rush of desire.

“Jen, you’d better go and put something additional on,” I said, my voice low and husky. “That’s not something you wear around the house.”

Jen’s smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against mine. “That’s for looking,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

As I watched her walk away, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder at what had gotten into these two.

Cindy came out of the bathroom, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I’m staying in sweats,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I’m still decompressing after my trip.”

I smiled, my heart racing with anticipation. “That sounds like a great idea,” I said, my voice low and husky.

Jen looked up from her phone, a smile spreading across her face. “Diane has accepted,” she said, her voice barely audible. “She’ll be here around 6:30 or 7:00.”

Cindy’s smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against mine. “Make sure she knows it’s very casual,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Cindy and I had a lovely evening at home, the snowstorm outside creating a cozy atmosphere inside. We had dinner, watched a movie, and enjoyed each other’s company.

As the night went on, I couldn’t help but notice the chemistry between Jen and Diane. They were giggling and flirting with each other, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement.

After dinner, I suggested that Diane stay over, and Cindy agreed. We opted to watch another movie, and the girls decided to retire for the evening. Cindy and I finished our glasses of port and headed for bed.

Cindy was already in bed, wearing her little nightgown, and she asked me about the linens being fresh. I told her I’d laundered and changed them because one of the cats had upchucked on the sheet. She watched me undress, and held the covers open for me as I got into bed.

We both pushed our bodies together and ran our hands over each other’s bodies, taking our time as our bodies automatically moved to oppose one another. We had a long and sensual session of mutual oral love-making.

The rest of the night was spent having relaxed, middle-of-winter, warm and buzzed passionate sex. I was turned on at the thought of what I was certain was going on in Jen’s room, which made the night that much more erotic.

Cindy and I fell asleep in each other’s arms, exhausted and content…

Cindy’s words trailed off as I gently bit the back of her neck and exhaled hot air onto it, my hands exploring her body, one slipping down her front to cup her pussy, the other down her back to squeeze her ass. She stiffened as I slipped a finger into her pussy and felt the lips close over it, and then pulled it out, guiding her out of my office.

“How mean I was,” she mumbled, her voice barely audible.

I heard her climbing the stairs and shut the door to the basement behind her, a smile spreading across my face as I licked her pussy juice off my finger. I pumped some skin moisturizer on my hands, finishing up my immediate correspondence and checking the weather forecast. Blizzard conditions had us snowed in for the day.

We spent the day napping together, enjoying our nakedness. The girls hung around either in Jen’s room or watching movies with us. Diane was wearing Jen’s clothes, which were a little small for her, but looked great on her. She mentioned she was glad to be with us, as it would’ve been awful to be alone without any food.

I decided to head outside and clear the driveway, the girls coming out to shovel the front walk as I fired up the snowblower. After we went inside, I took a shower, knowing I’d have to clear the driveway at least one more time at some point.

When I got out of the shower and headed for the bedroom, Diane came out of Jen’s room, a big smile on her face as she glanced at my boxers. She stood closer to me, thanking me for helping to clear the snow, her voice barely above a whisper.

“As a guest of the house, I’d be happy to do anything I can to help,” she said, her eyes locked on mine. I thanked her, thinking I saw her glance down at me again as I continued back to the bedroom.

At the end of the month, Cindy had to take another week-long business trip, with a hitch: they wanted her to stay over for a weekend for an annual picnic in Dallas. Cindy was agitated, feeling like they were taking advantage of her. I suggested she talk to her boss about it, and she already had.

Her boss suggested they send us to Bermuda for a week as a bonus, which Cindy wasn’t thrilled about. I told her it wasn’t a bad deal, having been to Bermuda myself and knowing how beautiful it was.

Cindy pulled me into our bedroom, saying we needed to talk. “I’m really concerned, and I’m dead serious,” she said, her eyes tearing up. “I’m feeling really vulnerable, and I cannot bear the thought of losing you.”

I stood up, holding my hands out to her. Cindy took them in hers, and I pulled her up, looking down at her. “I love you, and no one else,” I said, my voice low and soothing. “There’s no contest between an exquisite woman like you and a little girl.”

Cindy kissed me frantically, clinging to me. “I’m scared to death,” she said. “I can’t compete with a young girl, and I’m not sure I can trust her to behave herself.” She mentioned she was considering leaving her job so she wouldn’t have to travel. A new job she could find, but soul mates are almost impossible to come by.

“Are you sure this isn’t some schoolgirl crush?” I asked, trying to reason with her. “C’mon now, how serious can this be? She’s too young for you two to be competing for the same man.”

Cindy’s eyes locked on mine, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m really concerned, and I’m dead serious. I am feeling really vulnerable, and I cannot bear the thought of losing you.”

I pulled her into my arms, holding her close. “Let’s get through this together,” I said, my voice low and soothing. “We’ll figure it out, okay?”

I held her waist, gently pushing her forward as she climbed onto the bed on all fours. I got onto my knees, staring at her beautiful body, her gorgeous ass and pussy exposed and open. I looked between her legs, seeing her firm breasts hanging down, her nipples still sticking out.

I nuzzled the inside of her thighs, feeling her tremble. I started to gently kiss them, sensing the aroma of her sex. Her pussy was perfectly naked from this view, and I watched to see when her lips started to open as she got wet.

“Please…” she muttered, and I moved my kisses closer, trying to drive her wild. I stuck my tongue out and traced from the top of her ass all the way down her crack to dig it into the opening of her pussy, where I proceeded to fuck her with my tongue.

She gasped and shuddered, a spurt of hot juice escaping her body. I then started to dart my tongue around her clit, circling it until she came again and collapsed onto her elbows. At that point, I was so turned on that I pointed my cock at her opening and drove it deeply into her womb in one push.

She groaned and trembled, her body squeezing my shaft as I penetrated her. I pushed her forward, holding myself up on my arms and fucking her from behind as she raised her ass slightly for easier access. We moved together, our bodies slamming together, my balls slapping her vagina as we groaned in unison.

An orgasm hit me, and I exploded a mass of hot semen into her ass. She groaned, and I felt her sphincter grasp at my cock, her body trembling and sinking onto her elbows.

I gently withdrew my cock from her ass, and was met with a breathtaking sight: her pussy lips and opening glistened with clear liquid, a testament to her arousal. I knelt beside her, my tongue darting out to collect the juices that dripped from her opening. The taste was intoxicating, and I couldn’t help but flick her clit one more time as she gasped in response.

“Oh…wow,” she breathed, her body collapsing onto the bed in a heap. I sat beside her, my back against the headboard, and watched as she struggled to catch her breath.

After a few moments of quiet, Cindy rolled onto her side and crawled next to me, her arm wrapping around my waist. “That was a new one for us, huh?” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

I nodded, feeling a dazed sense of wonder. “Definitely,” I whispered back, my voice barely audible.

Eventually, I suggested we head to the bathroom to clean ourselves up. We rose from the bed, donned our robes, and made our way to the bathroom. Just as we were about to enter, I spotted Jen watching us from the end of the hallway, her eyes fixed on us with a curious expression. I pulled the door shut behind us, and Cindy turned on the shower, the water cascading down her body like a golden veil.

I followed her into the shower, watching in awe as she soaked herself under the spray. She reached out and pulled me under the hot water, and we spent the next few minutes washing each other thoroughly, our bodies slick with soap and water.

Once she was rinsed off, I dropped to my knees, my lips parting to worship her pussy. She ran her hands through my hair, her fingers tangling in the strands as I devoured her, my tongue dancing across her opening.

After our shower, we dried each other off, donned our robes, and strolled back to our bedroom. I stood behind her as she dried her hair, my eyes locked on her reflection in the mirror. It was late in the afternoon, and the thought of dinner was suddenly far from my mind.

Cindy finished drying her hair, and without a word, she rose from her seat and walked towards the bedroom door. I caught her hand with mine, my voice barely above a whisper. “Babe, I’m so in lust with you.”

Cindy turned to me, her eyes shining with love and desire. “I’m right there with you,” she whispered back, her lips curving into a sly smile.

She reached for the doorknob, but I held her hand in place, my grip firm but gentle. “Where are we going, exactly?” I asked, my voice filled with a sense of possibility.

Cindy’s smile grew wider. “I was thinking we could start with something simple. How about dinner?”

I raised an eyebrow, my mind racing with possibilities. “Dinner, huh?” I repeated, my voice dripping with intrigue.

Cindy nodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Yeah. How about we cook something together?”

I grinned, feeling a sense of excitement building inside me. “Sounds like a plan,” I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear.

Cindy shivered, her body responding to my touch. “I’ll go start the food,” she whispered back, her voice barely audible.

I nodded, my eyes locked on hers. “I’ll be right behind you,” I whispered, my voice filled with promise.

Cindy smiled, her eyes shining with love. “I’m counting on it,” she whispered back, her lips curving into a sly smile.

With that, we left the bedroom, our hearts filled with anticipation, our bodies thrumming with desire. We knew that whatever we cooked up for dinner, it would be a recipe for passion, a dish that would satisfy our cravings and leave us wanting more.