KAW 6 ~ Banana Boat Breakfast
By: Hush….an alias


It still amazed Jack that even after eleven years how absolutely enamoured with Kay he was. Oh sure, they began going steady when they were young, in high school actually, yet people still asked them if they were newlyweds due to how they still looked at one another. What Jack found even more incredible was how it was four long years before they sexually did anything more than just hold hands, hug and kiss. That was a fact that no one believed.

After all, Kay was a dyed in the flannel country girl. Tied in the front button down shirts and short, oh boy were they short, cutoffs were Kay’s idea of formal wear. Heck, if you could keep shoes on her for more then five minutes it was a miracle. Everyone knew about those sorts of girls, but he guessed no one had informed Kay. The more that Jack thought about it though, it was really due to him that they never did anything sexual all that time in that when he was with Kay, he just had too much fun.

Life was good for them though, simple but good. Most of the guys Jack knew never worried too much about having "stuff." The gals however were a different story, yet then there was Kay. Kay was thrilled when they rented the house, no, more true to the point shack they were living in.

Supposedly it had been one of many old sharecroppers’ shacks that had once been on the property since the 30’s. Just a single large room initially, and over the years a tiny addition had been added on for a bathroom, and another had been added right out of the middle of the front wall to make a small narrow kitchen sometime in the 50’s. Bare wood siding outside, and pretty much the same inside. Jack was just glad it had a floor. Kay didn’t care though, she loved it.

It was already another hot mid-summer Sunday morning in Mississippi though. 98°F and high humidity if the report was right. Jack was still in bed having just laid down four hours ago. Kay however was up, wide-awake and excited as she always was in that it was 7:01AM and time for her favorite Sunday radio show. Wearing only an old shirt of his from when he was a teen, a faded blue denim thing that she loved, it was already hot enough that she hadn’t even buttoned it up. The tail not even covering her bottom’s cheeks and the arches out of the material on the sides were high on her hip.

Jack knew how much she loved that stupid show. He even had offered to by her a new stereo system to listen to it on. But no, Kay had to listen to it on that old tube radio that was there when they moved in. According to her, it made it more fun.

Jack would always just watch her and laugh, even making it a point of calling her a "dork" for liking it. In retort Kay would always make some silly face, grin wide, then go right back to listening to it. Already a whole minute late, Kay had to rise up on her toes to reach the radio sitting high on a shelf. Jack quickly having other thoughts slip into his head as the shirt rose when she stretched, her lean smooth legs and tight bottom seeming to glow in the light of the morning streaming in through the windows.

Clicking on the radio, once it had warmed up with a crackle, the show was already into its first song [1]. Some stupid old banana boat song, and Kay’s reaction had Jack face-palming as he laughed. Kay clutched her hands together literally jumping up and then just beamed as though it was her favorite song of all time.

"Oh no" Jack thought as he laughed. "Here comes the dance."

Moving in time with the slow beat Kay would take little steps exaggeratedly bending this leg then the other, swaying mechanically like some zombie, her butt bouncing from side to side each step. Gradually in that Kay did more dancing than work, she began to gather up things to make a breakfast. An iron skillet put on the stove, eggs and bacon taken out of the fridge and danced over to the counter by the skillet.

As Kay continued her little mento-music sache, she gathered up the bread, a plate and utensils, turned on the burner and having to peel each strip of bacon off in time with the music, finally got it into the pan. Already Jack could see the sheen of sweat glistening on the back of her neck as it would bend and twist to match the music. The beads of perspiration on her lip sparkling as she would sing along, and he bit his own lip just hoping that it was just hot enough in there.

As the song ended Jack’s wish was granted as with just a little shrug, down slid the blue shirt off her beautiful shoulders, Kay tossing it on the back of a chair just in time for the second song to begin. Some goofy cowboy song [2], Kay instantly changed her tempo and began bouncing to the new beat.

Moving like some 1920’s flapper, turning one knee in as she’d turn out that heel rising on the ball of that foot, and then instantly turn the other and in short order she was bouncing like she was atop some horse loping along. Grabbing the salt and pepper, moving in time with the music she seasoned the bacon and then taking up a spatula had to take a dance break as the bacon cooked.

Hands up like she was holding a horse’s reins, Kay made one tiny loop around the kitchen with her goofy stride, did a quick little spin and then began flipping the bacon. As the hot grease would splatter, every tiny droplet that would strike her belly would make her jump, yet also beam wide. You’d have thought she was having hot wax dribbled on her by how she’d "eep," grin wide then beam biting her tongue seeming to look forward to the next one.

Once the bacon was turned, Kay set down the spatula and stepped back against that horrible old turquoise refrigerator. Turning her knees out, Kay reached down to her thighs and smoothed the grease off of her legs and belly. In the process those small hands of hers slipped up her inner thighs and over her cunnie, only to continue on up over her tummy and then onto her breasts as she seemed to spread around rather than remove the slick oil and sweat.

"My God is she beautiful" Jack still thought after so many years. Her blonde hair not even to her shoulders was always mussed up. Kay never wore any makeup. The glint in her eyes, wide smile and glow of her cheeks enough. Still so lean and taunt, her smallish c-cups were just perfect setting above that taunt smooth belly and skinny waist. Sporting just enough of a tan her skin just glowed and as her hands smoothed out the grease, Jack’s hand slid down under the covers unable to resist squeezing himself.

Unfortunately however Jack’s oil show was rudely ended when the next song began to play [3]. He had absolutely no idea what this goofy samba like tune was, starting off like some wedding song, but instantly Kay leapt into action.

At first moving like his Rock ‘em Sock ‘em Robots he had as a kid, she quickly began dancing in place swinging her hips and putting one foot down then the other dancing in place as she bounced to the beat. Jack had to cover his face with a pillow to keep from laughing but then just had to look. She was so beautiful, so full of life and devoid of shame. Kay just had fun and it made Jack’s heart swell to the point he thought it would burst and he would bust out crying so happy.

Taking the bacon out of the skillet and putting it on the plate Kay then went to work on the eggs. Cracking one and dumping it in to the skillet then the other, just like always, and I do mean always, Kay tossed the shells toward the trash and missed. Jack instantly thinking of an "errrrt" sound like some buzzer to say she had missed, again. Kay as always dancing to the trash, and instead of squatting down to get them, she would always part her feet and bend at the waist, and boy did Jack have a view.

Picking up the shells and mopping up the egg her bottom would sway from side to side each stroke of the rag. Kay's exposed bottom and cunnie in full view as she twisted and squirmed cleaning up the mess and then finally getting it all in the trash.

Dancing back to the skillet Kay seasoned then removed the eggs setting them on the plate still dancing away in her little samba movements and began to make toast. Kay had some weird wire thing she used to hold the bread over the flame on the stove. As she put it, a toaster would be a waste, and she stuck to that.

Quickly done, Kay finished buttering the toast and setting it on the plate just about the time the song ended, Kay grabbed up an apple. Fruit was the only thing that she would ever eat for breakfast, and as a new song started [4], some ridiculous lord knows what, Kay turned looking out the window setting her elbows to the counter, butt out toward Jack, and danced away in place. Bouncing her butt in time with the music, her taunt lean legs twisting and flexing as her rump would swing from side to side just chomping away and looking out the window.

Jack couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t know whether to bust out laughing, grab his dick and yank one off, or just scream out how much he loved her. Crawling out of bed he brought his laptop with him setting it up on the table and sat down, and he had to literally shout out to Kay to get her to hear him over the music.

"Kay, Kay…KAY!" Jack shouted out making Kay wheel round jumping surprising her.

"Jack! You’re awake, I didn’t expect you to be up yet!" Grabbing up the plate Kay raced to the table, smiling wide, excitedly sitting down. Holding up the plate next to her face as though she was in some commercial, Kay beamed proud of herself for what she had made him. "Look Jack, I made you breakfast! There’s eggs, and bacon and toast."

Jack just nodded his head as he restrained his laugh responding, "I see that, but you know I can’t eat it."

"Oh, I know, I just really, really wanted to make you something while my show is on" Kay responded setting the plate back down.

"I know" Jack replied, "I’ve been watching you, you big dork."

Kay just smiled wide moving closer making one of her goofy faces and just stared at him looking like her heart was about to burst, equally as in love with him as he was with her.

"Kay, I’ve made two firm decisions," Jack stated looking right at her. "The first one is, I’m quitting my job. Don’t worry, we’ll be fine I can find another. I just want to spend more time with you, it’s killing me not being with you enough."

The look in Kay’s eyes was one of slight concern, but also of absolute trust knowing Jack would do what was best for them. "What’s the other Jack?"

"Until I get home, we’re putting those high definition cameras like you got for your laptop in every room of the house. Do you know I could zoom in even to your bellybutton just by dragging my fingers on the screen? This thing is great! In fact watching you dance, I’m not the only thing that is up."

With that Kay moved in close to her laptop and acted like she was trying to peer past the view on the screen, then pretended to be shocked. "Jack! You’re so bad! You know your breakfast will get cold, but okay, I’ll race you to the bedroom!"

Grabbing up her laptop laughing, Kay ran to the bedroom and leapt on the bed setting it up. Jack just walked to his some five thousand miles away on an oil platform. He needed to be with her being in the wrong place and he knew it, and he would remedy that problem. Well, right after breakfast.


By Hush….an alias


[1] "Day-O (the Banana Boat Song)" by Harry Belafonte https://youtu.be/PMigXnXMhQ4?t=34s
[2] "Oklahoma Hills" by Hank Thompson https://youtu.be/9QJyWdXMP_A
[3] "The Wedding Samba" by Edmundo Ros https://youtu.be/VIlrczByLJE
[4] "Roly Poly" by Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys https://youtu.be/zKMtLWEWYZI

 

Very very nice. Very descriptive. I can see her dancing in the kitchen.

Old style living with the modern conveniences for sharing her most loved moment for her husband.

Thanks for sharing.

 

Awww, this is brilliant! Absolutely superb stuff Hush, I love it.

The descriptions were spot on, one could picture Kay's every movement, every little shimmy and shake. It was quite wordy enough, it painted such a clear and detailed picture, too many words might have made it a little laborious to read. The twist at the end is top stuff, it's both poignant and a little sad that they can't be together, but sweet and romantic that they are obviously both so much in love, and (hopefully) will be able to spend more time together soon.

A neat way to use modern technology in the story as well - because you had done such a good job of setting the scene of an old rundown shack, the sudden introduction of the 21st century was an unexpected contrast.

Simply wonderful.

 

I could view all the action in my "minds eye" while reading this great story. It was real to me as if I was seeing it as it happened. I liked the links to the songs as it added to the realism of the tale. Great job Hush

 

Excellent story, Hush. Perfect! And as Jayney said: brilliant! Your descriptions of the shack and Kay set me up for that scintillating twist ending! I would have loved to see Kay and Jack get it on, after all that great description of how sexy she was and how she danced, but I'm also not a huge fan of cam-to-cam masturbation, so it was good for me that they did it off-story. I have to mention the twist at the end again: it was terrific! Never saw that coming. Jack really was out of the place we thought he was in. Thanks for writing and submitting this awesome entry!

 

!!!! Fantastic story, loved it. A super easy read , flowed -description of her, dancing- fixing breakfast was absolutely amazing. Also the ending perfect!

Thank you so much for this entry- one of the best I must say.
Good luck , again thanks for your time and effort.

 

Thanks Hush a great story reflecting how some of us live everyday.

 

Awwww I loved it! I was picturing @Little Miss K while I was reading this very cute story!


Kay reminds me of... well.. K. (I know you got all the moves too, Little Miss. )


Thank you for this story, Hush. Good luck!

 

Thanks everyone for the generous and kind reviews!

Hush....an alias

 

Such a steamy story I could almost feel the heat in the kitchen , the dusty shack around me and feel the spatter of fat on my own stomach !

I loved that you made the story seem as if it was set in some other decade , a time where everyone was poorer and a simpler time , but it was also sweet , very romantic , erotic and funny , you did a lot , conveyed a lot in such a short story, it was extremely well executed too.

A couple of tiny points for me were , a few missing commas , an `and` or two , and the " Jack shouted , making Kay wheel round jumping and surprising her " line , for me , maybe would have been smoother if it had been something like " Jack shouted , making Kay wheel round jumping in surprise " or "making Kay jump and wheel round in surprise " But that is just my opinion

That brings me to the ending , and what an ending, surprising , funny, cleverly done and I agree with everyone, top notch stuff , and one I definitely didn't see it coming !

It was a heart warming slightly sad , intimate and erotic deep love story ( to make someone a meal that wont be and cant be eaten , that was also ingeniously integral to the charade ) that was cleverly constructed . Thank you for such a funny, touching realistic read .

A definite favourite , good luck and thanks again . Luvs xx

 

Thanks @luvsalik for the detailed review

Hush....an alias

 

Well, well, well.

I read the news today, oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph.

From A Day in the Life, voted #1 Greatest Beatle song by Rolling Stone magazine.

And that's how I saw your story. A photograph. Was smiling as I read this story. I could picture this clown-around young woman in her shack, middle of nowhere, dancing around, cooking breakfast and just cooking, her man sleeping in the same room, and

THEN YOU FUCKED ME OVER!



In a good way, Hush. Heh. I fell hook, line, and sinker. Had no clue up until the very end what was going on. I really liked this story.

Oh heck, the Mr. Grammar Nazi in me found a number of issues, but I now know of your informal education process, so I can overlook some of that when formulating a grade. The story was so captivating that I almost don't care about those issues. Almost. If you want some details, send a PM request.

Thanks, I really enjoyed this. Am looking forward to your CAW entry, as I think YOU will really like the theme.

 

Love it, Love It, Freaking LOVE IT!!!! Careful Miss Hush... your Sweet, Sensitive side is showing.

This was soooo cute! It was very sexy without being at all dirty. There was an innocence about it even though it was sexy. Plus... the voyeuristic side of it was a big turn on.

In my first read I felt something was amiss. My first thought was that he was a ghost in his old house. (interesting idea, but this was so much more fun.) As someone who spends the majority of her weeks away from her boyfriend, the premise hit close to home. The excitement Kay showed felt so real, and was so close to the feelings I get when I get to see my guy, I wonder if you too are away from your man often. The sudden decision he came to about leaving his job made my heart swell with joy that they would be able to be together.

The writing errors were small. I didn't even notice them on my first read, and only because I was looking did I find them second time through. Like Horse siad... Considering what you have told us, I can let this go, and even be amazed that there were so few. My first drafts are always a disaster zone, and often require many edits.

I think this will be getting my highest marks, and will not be surprised if you need to come up with a great theme for KAW 7!

 

Thank you both @ahorsewithnoname and @Little Miss K for the generous comments. What I will mention though is in regards to my writing/grammar errors. My lack of education is by no means an excuse or worthy of a pass. In fact, it is by not granting myself leeway or a pass that I am even able to read & write today.

So, criticisms in that regard I welcome. Some of it will take and I'll improve, some will not make sense to me and so I'll likely continue to make mistakes in those regards incapable of understanding. Finally, some aspects, right or wrong help me to visualize it better, and more importantly get my point or more true the feeling across so I'll intentionally do it wrong.

That last actually has value or more so reward to me personally as a writer. Personally, not being eloquent enough to do so with a vast vocabulary and proper grammar, I'll use what I have found works to stir up that emotion or feeling. Good, bad, ugly, monotonous, hopeless, manic or whatever. In the end I want the reader to be able to visualize themselves in the scene I lay out, and feel it with mind, body and emotion.

So, I use the tricks I have to do so...Past that, though I'll always try to do the best that I am able, I don't write for acclaim or have aspirations to ever be an accomplished writer. I simply have stories to tell, and once told expect them to pass on into oblivion.

Thanks again!

Hush....an alias

 

I love it. I'm a sucker for a good romance.

Quite a departure from your previous stories. I did wonder if it was going to stay light and romantic, I'm glad it did. I didn't see the twist coming, I was wondering where the theme had got to.

Very good descriptions. I could just imagine her, very sexy. I don't know why he said "Oh no" when she was going to dance, I was looking forward to that in her outfit. I'd be more careful of bacon splatter, but obviously, I'm not Kay.

I didn't see any repetition that detracted form the story. I also didn't see any grammar issues.

 

Congratulations @Hush on your win.

 

Thank you tonybs and everyone else for your generous comments and encouragement!

Hush....an alias

 

A well-deserved win, congrats!

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Congratulations!(No... I don't know what that banana is doing to that poor smiley! But they seem to be enjoying it.)

This story was so cute and sweet!