“ Thank you for the advice and support from everyone to help nominate this day happen."

Colette, the 32 years old woman with short black hair in the smarting lily-white chef uniform who had just been promoted to be the sous chef said thanking and smiling to her fellow worker in the full-functional kitchen of the 5-stars bistro where she worked, all of them respond by jubilant cheerfulness and raised their wine glasses in their handwriting to her.

Everyone sipped their wine after the cheering except Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette as she was for waiting someone, someone that was so important to her in her entire culinary calling, then in a few seconds the person she is waiting on walked through the dorsum door after finished talking on his cadre phone.

"And thanks you very a good deal sir, Chef Gusteau, thanks for accepting me as an prentice and the chance you have given to me over the finally 4 years ago until today, thanks you Sir."Colette said.

That soul who was in his late 50's, a fat man with black-gray fuzz and dressed in a well-tailored white chef outfit. He picked up his deoxyephedrine of wine on the riposte and raised it to congratulate her, not saying a thing but only smiled.

The grin made her feel surprised and shocked as well as the other kitchen stave including the one who was recording the video of the altogether celebrating via his smartphone.

The solemnization lasted a few hours. Although now Colette was the sous chef it didn't make her too snobbish as in helping other kitchen staff in clearing the kitchen before go back to her apartment, that's why everyone liked her and thought she deserved for this promotion.

"Goodnight Chef Gusteau, see you tomorrow sir."Colette said to her boss after she put two vauntingly refuse traveling bag in the dumpster behind the bistro, in the like orbit of the staff's parking spaces.

"You too Mrs. Lorenz, and again, I'm so glad to have a somebody who has the talent and culinary art skill like you in our kitchen, see you tomorrow."He replied back with a quite a unappeasable face as same as convention, before popping in the driver compartment of his black Renault 25 and drove off the parking space on to the road.

"You are so awing, Colette."Albert Francis Charles Augustus Emmanuel, the slight-chubby middle age man with spare moustache who was the saucier said to her after popping out from the backbone door with Bonnie, a young girl who was another colleague is the desserts and cold dishes chef.

"For taking the large drivel bags to the dumpster and helping everyone clearing the kitchen, Mr. Anderson ?"She replies teasingly in well-disposed tone.

"No no, we mean…you can wee him smile."Bonnie explained.

"I also feel as Lapplander as you, this is the number one time I have seen him smile since I worked here."Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette said.

"thirster than that lass, this is the first clip we have seen him smile in the workplace or may be whole of his fourth dimension since I worked under his command."What Albert said made her feel more surprise as he had worked here long of all the late faculty that meant their honcho had never smiled for nearly decade.

"Anybody know why ?"Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette asked.

"He never said and as long as that's not affecting our oeuvre. It may be to private for him to share, we don't want to bring it to a head."Bonnie explained.

"Hmm..Thanks for letting me known that, ok I will go now, see you tomorrow."Colette said sayiny adieu to her confrere and walked to her red Geo Storm that was parked nearby.

Knowing about the smiling of her schoolmaster make her feel so proud, and worthy for herself, Colette never feel so safe and happy like this since she graduated from the culinary school, may be since she was born as the orphan girl.

Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette found out she liked cooking and anything about culinary serving. One day when she volunteered to process in the mess hall of the orphan house that was her cap since she could remember until she was a teenager. Colette's diligence and industrious nature was awarded with a scholarship from once of the famous boarding culinary school where she graduated with the quite outstanding level within 4 old age.

Then Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette's public started to fail her again, since her graduation as she didn't have any restaurants ( although non 5-stars ) accept her prerequisite for apprenticeship or respond to her sketch. Colette had a prep-cook position and then for 2 years she worked as the fast solid food chain scullion after she graduated. Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette's dream and hopes to become a chef for cooking on the material food was dying slowly.

Until the day when she received the formal letter from Gusteau's that she was accepted to the apprenticeship that she had applied for after sending the demand and resume few month earlier. Colette was to forge under Chef Francis Gusteau command directly and works on the real food for thought in his award-winning eatery. That made her tactile property like someone had pulled her out from the shadow cave to touch the sunlight again.

She had seen him in some previous culinary art powder store, but when she see him at Gusteau's, the halo of strength and respectability that the fat head chef radiated to her. He was quite strict and had an almost unreadable face all the clip when he was on duties and every sentence she had seen him, but she felt secure and tender every time he was nearby, He was more like a Father of the Church than master to her ( and whole faculty ), advised, supported, taught, guided everything that's necessary for her to progress in this career as she wished and wanted.

From the feeling of dedication and respecting Colette become enamored and attracted to her master, the fat read/write head chef who never smiled and was so strict but made her and everyone who worked under his command palpate sound and secure, his rotund venter and 350 pound wide dead body under the chef uniform expression so appealing in her eyesight, his pudgy face and double chin look so touchy, his apparent motion on the kitchen duties looked so active and muscular like a sumo wrestler in the ring, his voice was soft but firm, everything in this fat sure-enough man make her adore him so much.

That's was only Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette thinking, doing anything that over the seam of"boss-employee / apprentice-mentor zone"can become everything upside down, ruin her career, make her idol look at her as the jade who would climb up the chef rank and file by using dummy and snatch,

Or perhaps make him imagine Colette would see him as the perverted old man who promoted her because he wanted to fuck her.

She's not sure if she had proved herself in his kitchen to a degree to have special attention from him, especially something that's more than than a working and apprenticeship-thing.

A calendar month later, the routine in Gusteau's was going on as normal ; becoming the sous chef didn't affect Colette's relationship with her workfellow. She didn't mind to aid them in working, still hanging out with them in tiffin prisonbreak and sometimes after study, and still working punishing and dedicated as in the past. Everyone loved her and was glad to have her as the 2nd in command.

The night was Saturday and the avail just closed, Colette and the whole staff were clearing the kitchen and preparing themselves for go back to their domicile or pay heed out late that night because tomorrow was Sunday. Chef Gusteau was still in his federal agency, sitting in the comfy leather chair behind the bombastic oak desk, looking at documents in his meaty hand and was interrupted by the gentle knocking on the door.

"Come in."He said to the soul who walked through the door was Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette with the leaflet in her hand.

"The write up and everything is here Chef Gusteau, today we were given more tips, More than expected."Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette said the fat head of the chef nodded while eying her documents.

Colette was eyeing at something while waiting for her master Scripture, as same as former clip in the past tense when she was in his office, ever since the first base day she was here, the picture of the man in principal's uniform who was young well-built like topnotch example in the wooden anatomy sitting on the desk aside the black old fashionable push-button telephone set. The picture may be over 3 decades old from the color- step quality, Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette only wondered but never asked him, early colleagues also don't know about that. They only predicted that's may be Chef Gusteau in the past or his relative.

"I know you wondering who that well-favored man, Mrs Konrad Zacharias Lorenz ?"Chef Gusteau noticed and asked, snapping her back from the wondering.

"..Yes sir,"she admitted.

"Er..Please make a seat, Mrs Lorenz."He invited her to sit like the pupil in the headmaster's part, her master putting down all written document and sighed.

"Exclude Rajit, the late sous-chef, I have never talked about this pic…..that's me when I was 28."Chef Gusteau explained, The answer make the immature sous chef eyes unfold all-embracing and her jaw drop.

"That's the day I worked as the saucier in Grand Deliant Hotel, I also as Saame as you, I was fond of good nutrient and culinary art since a youth. I grew up with only my mom and she's the only one who supported the life and the dream I chose and I promised to her she would see me as the headland chef and make my own eating place in one day, but she never saw it, a car accident took her life only few days after this pic was taken."

The back ground life of her captain made Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette feel so stunned and so sad.

"I have become the last Gusteau who's still active and palpate like the whole world has collapsed. I thought Thomas More dedication and strong employment would pip me out that sad memory, but no, my mom on the mortuary's steel bed and funeral stuck in my mind, and then I found out not only cooking that made me forgot that and feel happy again, but more eating…"Gusteau paused to sip the water in the glass near bye.

"I eat like the gourmandizer pig when I have the opportunities, not only snacks but both from my preparation and any places I can go, every time I bite the food, chew it and take back it. This is the only fourth dimension the tired and sorrow wiped out from my mind. For nearly five geezerhood I did it to relieve my emphasis and when I felt sad. My exercising weight rose from 170 Cypriot pound to 440 pounds and that nearly ruined my life and my entire calling. I fainted once day while working and doctor said I should block up eating like I had been if I wanted to see my 50th birthday and in that prison term I also lost the opportunities to get the promotion for a sous chef position too."Chef Gusteau said, his prentice still listening but astonished.

"I knuckled down and got back line again as I should receive, ate normally but still too much when compared to others. I worked hard with dedication as I should have done until I was promoted to be the head chief and now have the Gusteau's as you see today."

"I'm so glad you have past that worst period quite well."Collette returned in a palpitation voice.

"Sorry if some office so bothers you Mrs. Lorenz, I decide to tell you this because since I observed you while working and seen on your resume, some of your background, you're quite foodie and I hope you don't do as same as I done when I was young as you."He paused for another piss sip before continuing.

"It's not wrong to birth the pleasure with food more than basic pauperism, but not let it take over yourself and ruin your life."Gusteau said in the cushy but unwaveringly tone.

"Thanks for the concern and the valuable object lesson sir, chef Gusteau."Colette said.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Lorenz, Ok, all documents are fine and don't have anything for today yet, If you need any help or advise that I can serve with don't hesitates to see me in the office or outcry to my cellphone."Gusteau said.

"Yes Sir Chief Gusteau, Errr….are you busy on tomorrow ?"Colette asked, surprising Gusteau a little.

"No, Mrs. Lorenz, why ?"Guesteau asked

"I see a newly opened bakery café named Bombur at the corner of Laurel Street and lf you don't mind I would wish to take in you to consume a coffee bean with me and consult about the new dealing with the meat supplier."
At least Colette had the cheek to ask her master to hang out with her, thanks for the self-justification of business dealing things that's made this invitation flavour so credible.
Chef Francis Gusteau feel soundless a few seconds before accepting her invitation.

"business organization chatting with burnt umber and pastry dough is sound good Mrs Lorenz, How about on 10 AM ?"

"Yes sir chef Gusteau, anything else ?"she asked.

"naught Mrs. Lorenz, see you tomorrow."He replied saying in effect bye to her ; she nodded and left his place, walking to her car with smiles on her face.

The business chatting between Colette and her lord went as well as she hoped on the future day, the cafe's atmospheres look so passive, chieftain Gusteau in light gentle shirt and calamitous suspender look so make relaxed, more than ever. This was the first time Colette had seen him in an outfit early than his formal chief uniform. Colette decided to show him the note about a recipe she wished to produce and that made him smile after he read it.

"It's bold and interesting. I think I'll arrange some schedule for you and we'll see how it plates out."He's said quite proudly handing the note back to her.

"So glad and thank you, gaffer Gusto."Colette said, her lord responded by smiling and then back to sip his caffe latte, Colette giggling a little bit while watching chief Gusteau sipping his drink.

"What's matter ?"the fat chef asked after noticed her giggling.

"Oh sorry headman Gusteau, I have not seen you smile since I worked here and it's wee-wee me feel secure and relieved more than ever when I see your smile."

With Colette revealing her look her master put down the cup on the table with an almost unclear face.

"I'm not surprise about your wondering with that and I think you may be asking about that from the crew as well."Chief Gusteau said and took another sip of his coffee.

"Yes sir, boss Gusteau."Colette said calmly.

"It's quite hard for me to smile and I have not been the amusing person since I was young. I surprised myself when I watched the clip of the day you was promoted, and saw myself smiling."Gusteau said and paused to sip his drink again.

"But I'm also glad that my smiling made you feel relieved and anything that's gives my crew rest and feels sound also make me feel the same too."Gusteau said, That made the untried sous-chef smile.

They spent the whole afternoon in the café chatting about working and everything in their aliveness. It closed with headman Gusteau volunteering to take Colette back to her apartment by his car ; it looked like the ice between them was broken almost completely.

Next Sun evening when Gusteau's was closed for customers and the dining room silent except the kitchen, The day was Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette's new formula's arrangement for Chief Gusteau to comment and wise man. Colette had only set up the third base dish of her new recipe and hoped her master would approve the predilection of it.

The preparing was finished and the fat chief picked up the fork and dug into the food from the dish antenna putting it in his mouthpiece and chewing slowly with an unreadable face, showing no emotion, after a few seconds he put down the fork. Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette watched, a piddling bit nervous but her font still claim.

"Perfect…the whole all are in counterpoise now…congratulations Mrs. Lorenz, I think at the bunch group meeting tomorrow morning is the intimately time to introduce your formula and to put it officially on the Gusteau's menu."He said gladly, making the offspring sous-chef relieved and smiling while she noted in her old-fashionable small notebook.

"What's in that bag, Mrs. Lorenz ? I though that was special element for your recipe in the first place."Chief Gusteau asked. The Andrew Dickson White shiny shopping bag that lay on the nearby counterpunch with Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette's handbag.

"OH, that's the gift I brought to you sir, Chief Gusteau, I hope you don't judgment it."Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette answered and giving that bag to him, the fat chef received and opened it with curiously.

He was stunned and surprised ; it was a bottleful of ten twelvemonth old bounty make red wine-colored that was contained in fine wooden case. It was one of chieftain Gusteau's ducky brands of wine that he loved to drink.

"Thanks you so much, Mrs. Lorenz, but what's it for ? My birthday is still three month away and the Gusteau's anniversary also past yet."top dog Gusteau said surprisingly.

"For everything you have given to me since I was here until now sir, top dog Gusteau. If it was not for you I would still be working with frying the block crying french-fries and scrubbing the frying pan at McDonald's or Burger King with the dream to become a Captain Cook in the substantial restaurant dying slowly."Colette said, though not looking at Chief Gusteau's middle, but he could see the rip of sadness slipping out of her eye.

"Mrs'Konrad Lorenz !"He said in the concerning tone and holding her hands as she looked back at his entitle face

"I don't know why another station rejected your postulation but that's the past, delight don't let it irritate your mind and when I saw your resume and jazz your background about cooking I felt you were born to be a chief, you have worked hard and proved yourself to this point, that honor and success you have deserved."

Colette looked into his eyes before saying."Yes, Chef Gusteau, I'm so gladiola to be here and proud to be one of your team."

"I also proud that I could help you fulfill your pipe dream, Mrs. Lorenz."Chef Gusteau said with a smile.

Then Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette assaulted him by hugging and making the fat chef stunned and giggling a lilliputian bit.

"Thanks you so much again sir, Chef Gusteau, for everything."Colette said, still hugging him and her face still stuck on his goliath belly as if she wanted to plunge the scent of him.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Lorenz."Chef Gusteau said in the quite stunning flavor. It had been so long, decennium since he had ever touched a woman so closely like this, and now, she's so Whitney Moore Young Jr. as to be his daughter. It made him feel so strange but also right in the Saami time.

She looked up in to his face that was so fill up to hers, his big John Brown eyes look so fascinating and soulful. Some impulse in their minds made them propel their faces near and their sass met together. They were kissing deeply and with Passion of Christ now the line between junior and senior was melted, he hugged her back and cradling her hair's-breadth with his pudgy paw, they making out like they had been buff before.

They kissed passionately and their hands roamed each other's body, especially her paw brushing fascinatedly over his swollen girth and flabby dresser, the fat chef broke the kissing suddenly when his young sous-chef's soft hand touching his privates firmly.

"That's so big, Chef Gusteau."Colette said and shot him a naughty smile.

"Err…I want you to know…I don't have a great deal experience with woman."He said a little bit nervously.

"Don't worry…I will channelize you."she said and unfastened his belt, pulling down his neatly total darkness trousers and silken boxer shortstop to his mortise joint, his wooden-headed 10 inch turncock sprung hardened in front of her cheek, she stroked it slowly while licking the precum, make the fat chef wail with the intuitive feeling he never had for many years.

Suddenly Colette swallowed the full length of his old meat, lavished it with her glossa and cavity like it's was a delicious premium sausage, his man fragrance from grizzly pubic hair making her Sir Thomas More call down while sucking slowly but firmly. Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette's costless hand unbuttoned her uniform and played with her intemperately nipples. The mild groaning from Chef Gusteau let her know that her oral attainment gave pleasure to her schoolmaster. Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette then felt those two meaty hands holding her head in a plastered grip while she sucked his hammer in the perfect rhythm.

She was stopped from sucking his peter and pulled to her feet, he giving her another inscrutable kiss before taking off her trousers and putting her on the edge of the large oak preparing heel counter. Then taking her imbue pantie off and spreading her leg he looked at her already wet kitty-cat with the sparkling oculus. He has pulled his chef uniform up over his belly whilst his Patrick White hairy big stomach bulged proudly, look so warm and touchy in her mind.

He guided his old cock to his new sous-chef's pussy putting the first one-half of his shaft into her stretching pussy, pulling back a little bit and then putting it back slowly into the entire length. Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette wailed and moaned in joyful bliss while Chef Gusteau rammed her giving birth canal with his thick sausage. Colette wrapping her legs to his as if she didn't want to lose this pleasure.

From slowness to suit faster and harder she began to moan louder after the tip of the fat chef's peter rubbed her in the right position, his manus playing with her breasts like needing lettuce. He was towering over on her tiny frame and the overweight torso of the fat chef almost crushing her down into the warm oak surface while he still fucked her. The master chef filled the kitchen with the phone of the pounding between his large fat rose hip and her small pelvis.

Sometime Colette had dreamed about fucking with Chef Gusteau but never thinking his nookie would be so corking. He was old enough to be her don and said he didn't have much experience. Never did she think that she would get fucked by him in the kitchen where they work for age, on the preparing riposte she had been using for years and while he's still in his iconic chef uniform and find his large sweating hairy girth on her flat smooth belly while his tremendous cock still penetrated her weeping cunt. To see his sweaty red metre face while he's fucking her, that's the pipe dream she never thought would never get along true and pretend her fall into the ecstasy of lust and pleasure.

From the tone of his grunting he was signaling the meld cum from his nut was ready to push through, the fat old chef made a feral bellowing while he spurted his duncical creamy cum in her cunt, filled her womb with payload after freight of the E. B. White potent source that stored in his old sacks for years. Both panting like they just finished a battle of Marathon running.

"Are you alright, Mrs Konrad Zacharias Lorenz ? I have not crushed you ? can you can't breathe ?"Chef Gusteau asked in the concerning representative while helping her up, his cock still impaled in her cunt.

"No Chef Gusteau, that's so good. Your sex is also 5-star as Saame as your dishes."She teasing, making the fat chef smiling and giggle.

"The compliment is accepted, my sous-chef."He said happily and gave her another bass and passionate kiss.

The few calendar month later, Chef Francis Gusteau announced the proposal of marriage between him and the sous-chef, Sidonie-Gabrielle Claudine Colette Konrad Lorenz in front end of all of his crew at Gateau's. Everyone so glad and approved to the love life and relationship of them, some of the gang said the first time they had seen Colette here, they felt she would be the hone soul-mate for their lonely question chef.

Their wedding was organized at Gusteau's, although they are stableboy and bridge but they also volunteered to prepare the boastfully 100 pound sterling wedding cake for the wedding ceremony fete. Another crew of Gusteau's did the catering provider to their master copy and vice-master in this event.

The fondness of food bonded the two the great unwashed whom meet and filled some of the missing role in their life story .