The Sweet Shoppe

I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing that you agreed to dinner. It meant I would have to wait all day and I would be working right next to you.

I watched as you gathered lunch, tossing the bread to me, catching me off guard. My mind was telling me to stay cool here, but my body was telling me something completely different.

"Mia, tell me what you like to eat, so I can plan dinner. I know of several restaurants between here and my apartment we could try, or, we could always pick up food and enjoy a relaxing dinner at my place." Wondering to myself how clean I had left my apartment that morning.

Finishing my sandwich as you sat there, looking at me. I reached over and caressed your hand as it lay on the table. Smiling in your eyes, I leaned over the table, kissing your lips softly.
 
She shrugged as she turned back to the table when he asked what she liked to eat, laughing as she answered.

I'm pretty flexible. If it appears on my plate and doesn't look too suspicious, then I'll probably try it at least.

When he leaned over the table, his hand on hers, she smiled up at him, not resisting when his lips came against hers for a soft kiss. Pulling back and looking at her, she couldn't help but laugh again.

Well at least we know it will be a pleasant working environment.

She chuckled as she finished her Coke and the last bite of her sandwich, tossing the Coke bottle in the trash.

Alright, if we want a nice dinner, we better get busy.

There wasn't as much to do since she'd stayed in back a good part of the morning and time flew by as she instructed him on this or that, and before long they had several trays of cookies, freshly dipped fruit, and fresh cupcakes ready to go.

They started on some of the preparations for tomorrow so they wouldn't have to do it at night, and she finally pronounced them done enough to open again. While he went to open the door, she slid assorted trays into the front counters, going back to finish a few up while he stayed up front.
 
It was not easy to keep my mind on work the rest of the day. Especially with the customers all noting how Mia's goodies seemed to bring out the sensuality in everyone. I swear my cock remained half hard all afternoon. It was good there was a counter there.

When the shop was empty of customers I tried to make plans for the evening. Of course, I would rather eat at my place, it being more cozy and private. But, I suppose it would be more proper to take you some place romantic.

Finally, the idea came to me. I remembered the Italian place that would deliver an entire dinner. We could bring dessert from the shop.

Every time you came to the front, I would make a point to stand in such a manner that our bodies would be forced to touch. My hand often, running over oyur back as you stepped away.

Would this work day ever end?
 
She found herself going up front more often then she needed to, professing that she had forgotten something, or bringing up a trayful of something or other. Smiling as he managed to touch her every time, his hand occasionally managing to run lightly up her back.

Chatting with a few of the customers, she was more aware then ever of their half provacative statements about the things she made, and she waved most of them off with protests.

By four o'clock, she was a bundle of nerves, wanting nothing more then to close and be done with work for the day. She worked at a furious pace for the next hour and a half, not going up front even once. Cleaning everything from that day and readying almost everything she could think of for tomorrow morning, she finally popped her head in at 5:30pm and told him.

That's it. Let's call it a day a little early. I seem to have worked up quite an appetite.

She grinned at him as he went to lock the doors and she grabbed the empty trays, taking them in back and depositing them by the sink.
 
I know I had a huge smile on my face when you popped your head out declaring it time to close.

Not sure about you, Mia, but I uh think I need a shower before we dine."

"I was thinking we could have Italian tonight. I know this place that delivers great food and the presentation is much better thatn you would expect. I have a table for two at my place, candles and all. Or, if you would prefer, we could go to the restaurant and eat. But, if you don't mind, I think dessert needs to come from here."

I felt like I was rambling. To stop myself, I moved over closer to you, Taking your hands and pulling you into me. Wrapping my arms around you.
 
She listened as he spoke about dinner, chuckling at his comment about dessert.

I hope you don't believe that nonsense people spout. There's nothing special about my chocolate. It's just chocolate. But I'm sure we can come up with something.

She let him take her hands and pull her close, wrapping her arms around him as she watched him thoughtfully.

A shower for both of us sounds good. You can go upstairs and use mine, or I can go upstairs and use mine, while you go home and I can meet you there?

She bit her lip as she tried to think rationally about where to dine. The smart part of her wanted to say the restaurant, where there was no chance anything... anything at all... could happen.

And I think dinner at your place sounds great. Very relaxing.

She couldn't believe the words came from her own lips, it was as if she was possessed and she actually started laughing. Waving off his curious look she managed to stop and just grinned.

Never mind. What sort of dessert did you have in mind? Then give me directions to your place, and I'll meet you there whenever you like.
 
"Oh, but Mia, I do believe what they say about your chocolate." Smiling in your eyes as my hands remain on your hips."

"Why don't I finish cleaning down here in the kitchen while you go shower, I'll shower when we get to my place. My mom taught me that it isn't polite to make a date provide her own transportation and you wouldn't want me disappointing mom."

"Dessert, well..............uh..............why don't you pick something you would like." Thinking my dessert is already in my hands.

Kissing you on your forehead, turning your body around I gave you a pat on the butt and directed you to go shower. "I'll be here waiting."

I watched as you left, once again admiring your body, your ass, smiling to myself.

I was somewhat nervous about tonight. I really enjoyed your company and new we would have a good time. But, could I hold myself off until later in the evening.

I really wanted to sneak upstairs and join you in the shower now, to make love to you now, to enjoy and pleasure your body now, not later, well, ok, later also.
 
She started to protest, but he gave her little opportunity and she just laughed when he actually turned her towards the door that went upstairs, patting her ass to send her on her way.

Alright, alright, I won't take long.

Once the door shut behind her, she literally ran up the stairs into her large apartment, stripping once the door to the apartment shut. Her clothes went flying into the hamper, the chopsticks holding her hair on the cabinet and into the shower she went.

She washed quickly, doing her hair as well though she knew she didn't have time to dry it fully. Out of the shower, a brisk rubbing and a towel around it, she launched into her closet, having absolutely no idea what to wear.

Laughing at herself as she flipped through outfits,

What are you doing Mia, trying to impress him?

Groaning, she finally picked out a silvery-blue silk outfit, that was nearly the identical color of her eyes. It was a sleeveless dress that stopped mid-thigh, perhaps a little shorter then she'd normally wear... but, well... it was sort of a date wasn't it? She didn't know. Pulling on a black lace thong and bra, she groaned again, looking at the dress once she slid it on, trying to figure out if she should just go casual. Deciding not to, she left the dress on, the v-neck showing just a tiny swell of cleavage but nothing trampy. A pair of silver sandals, small earrings and back into the bathroom she went.

Bending at the waist and letting her hair fall upside down, she dried it most of the way with a dryer, finally standing upright again watching as it fell around her shoulders in shining waves, a few little ringlets from the quick drying. She didn't usually wear much make-up and she didn't change that now, simply adding a little eyeliner to make her eyes stand out and a light gloss to her already dark rosy lips.

Grabbing a small black bag, she flew out the door and down the steps, her hair bouncing around her as she opened the door and walked back into the kitchen, finding him sitting at the small table waiting for her. Smiling, she shut the door behind her and walked to him.

Guess this is as good as I can do on short notice.
 
I was sitting at the table when you walked through the door. My eyes probably bugged out, amazed at how beautiful you looked. Getting up and walking toward you smiling as I gazed over your body.

Taking your hands in mine, "Mia, you look gorgeous." Taking my hand and brushing your hair off your shoulder. My hand traveling over the silky dress on your shoulder, down your arm. I was wondering how I would ever keep my hands off you. How would I ever make it through dinner.

Leaning in for a soft kiss, my hand traveling over your cheek to your chin. "I'd hug you but I am afraid of getting your beautiful dress dirty." I said, kind of chuckling, my eyes still gazing at your body.

"Turn around for me please?" I watched as the dress floated in the air as your spun around giggling. The blue of the dress highlighting your beautiful eyes. The silk hugging your curves, accentuating your hips. I so wanted to reach out and squeeze your butt.

"Stunning, Mia, absolutely stunning. I hope I can offer you a dinner and evening as equally stunning. Shall we go?"
 
She blushed at his initial reaction and even more as he asked her to turn around. She did a quick spin, giggling slightly as she held out her hands in a 'well?' type gesture.

Stunning, Mia, absolutely stunning. I hope I can offer you a dinner and evening as equally stunning. Shall we go?

She nodded and walked in front of him, not trusting herself to speak just yet. Just before she reached the front, she grabbed a small box from the fridge, one of the apple chocolate/caramel tarts she'd made for Alex for the next day, but she could redo it in the morning.

Lead the way. I'm looking forward to it.
 
My eyes so totally watching your ass as you lead the way out that I almost bumped into you when you reached for the box.

I opened the door, holding it for you. Once outside, I grabbed a cab for us. "It's only about a 10 minute ride Mia, I usually walk but you look to beautiful for that tonight."

Sitting close to you in the cab, you smelled wonderful. The cab driver smiling back at me through his mirror. I'm sure he saw the smile on my face. Placing one arm around your shoulder, the other resting on your thigh. I felt the warmth of your skin as I kissed you on the lips. "Thanks for agreeing to have dinner with me tonight."

Once at my place, I opened the door, letting you in, the led the way to my second floor apartment. Inside, I poured you a glass of wine, showing you were the stereo and tv were, telling you to make your self comfy. Lifting my arm and taking a whiff of my arm pit "I definitely need a shower" Smiling in your eyes as I hand you the glass of wine. "I'll be quick."

Inside my bedroom, I stripped down and headed into the shower. Trying to decide what to wear. A quick wash, dry, and head back to dress, deciding to nix the shave. Pulling on a pair of white boxer briefs, my standard, I picked a pair of black jeans, yellow & black striped button down shirt.

Heading back to the Living room, stopping in the mirror to make sure my hair was not too wet nor messed up.
 
She started to tell him she didn't mind walking, it was a nice night out, not too cool yet, but a cab had already slid to a stop in front of them, and she climbed in with a smile.

When his arm went around her, the other resting comfortably on her thigh, she leaned up against him, feeling as if it were the most natural place in the world for her to be, lifting her head to his to meet his gentle kiss.

She followed him up to his apartment and looked around curiously as he poured her a glass of wine and disappeared into the bedroom. Setting the tart down on his table, she sipped the wine and wandered around the front of the apartment, smiling as she occasionally reached out to touch something, the little things that made him who he was.

Turning back to the door he had disappeared through, she smiled as he came through.

I'd say you clean up nice, but I already knew that. I've seen you nice and clean before, while you, poor you, only get to see me dusty and dirty from working.

She chuckled and took another sip of wine as her eyes went up the length of him.
 
"Dusty or clean, you look great to me"

Heading into the kitchen, I put together a plate of cheese grapes and crackers. Walk it into the living room, setting it on the table, I watch as you move aorund the room, glancing at different items here and there.

I panic, slightly, realizing there is one picture of Cathy still out. It's a picture of us together on a beach in swimsuits. I had already removed all other pictures, but I was kind of partial to this one.

"Let me call in dinner, turn some music on if you like." Heading back to the kitchen I call the order in. Pour myself a glass of wine and head back to the living room.
 
Smiling at him, she nodded as he went into the kitchen, wandering towards the stereo. She stopped as her gaze fell on a picture of two people, one of them obviously him, at a beach. Her finger gently touched the picture, the woman in it, before she pulled her hand back. The woman was beautiful and extremely well proportioned, her eyes happy... but for some reason she didn't think the woman was completely happy. Biting her lip, she saw him coming back into the room and moved away from the picture, choosing not to comment on it, not wanting to ruin his mood.

Finding the power button on the stereo, she pushed it, pleasantly surprised when a rather soft, slow music began playing. She'd been expecting a poundingly loud rock beat, not that she minded that either.

Turning back to him she walked to the table he'd left the plate on, picking up a grape and popping it into her mouth, chewing it slowly as he walked closer to her.

When he reached her, the grape was gone, the sweetness left lingering on her lips as she stepped close to him. His eyes strayed once towards the picture and she knew he was wondering if she'd seen it, yet she chose still to remain silent, merely pressing her lips softly against his instead.
 
As I headed back in and saw you by the stereo I knew you had seen the picture. I wondered, as I walked closer to you, if I should say something. Before I had the chane you pressed your lips to mine. I could taste the grape on your lips.

Wrapping one hand around your waist I pull you in closer. Feeling the warmth of your body radiating. Opening my lips as you slide your tongue in around and back out. Pulling my face back, I set my wine down and pick up a grape. Holding it with two fingers, running it across your moist lips. Our hips rubbing, subconsciously beginning to move with the music.

I watch as you open your mouth taking the grape in.
 
They stood there, half dancing, half merely taking each other in, trying to figure out how far the other was willing to go. She smiled as he picked up another grape and let it rub gently across her lips.

Her mouth opened eventually and he slid the grape inside, her tongue catching the tip of his finger as he did so, eyes never moving from his. He slid his finger along her lower lip as he withdrew it and she smiled as she bit into the grape, the juice exploding into sweetness in her mouth.

Nearly drowning in his gaze, she made herself take a step back, a chuckle coming to her lips.

Those are some juicy grapes you have there...

His hand was still around her waist, but there was a small measure of space between them as she tried to calm her wildly beating heart.

It's a nice place you have here. Just about as I imagined it would be.
 
I was enticed with the way you accepted the grape from my fingers. They wasy you took my finger slightly in along with the grape. The way you allowed your lips to touch the finger longer than expected. Letting me trace across your soft lower lips with your finger.

As you smile and pull away from me slightly. I smile back, answeriing you "The place works for now"

Thinking now might be the time to cool it a bit. But first, I pull you in close to me, our bodies once again touching.

"I should set the table." I whispered gazing into your eyes. Leaning down to kiss your lips. My tongue pushing in, tasting your grape flavored mouth.
Smiling, "Can you amuse yourself for a minute? We can still talk."

I move away from you, towards the kitchen and begin setting the dining room table.

"So tell me Mia, what else about me has been prety much how you imagined?"

Finding myself intrigue to find out what you think I am like. Wondering how close it will be to my real self. Wondering how close I could come to describing your real self.
 
She gave herself a moment after the last kiss to compose herself before moving to the doorway to the dining room, leaning against the frame as she watched him set the table, her long fingers fidgeting with her wine glass as she smiled at him.

So tell me Mia, what else about me has been prety much how you imagined?

Blushing, she took another sip of her wine, shaking her head at the same time.

Nothing. I wouldn't presume to know things about people I only just met. Just what you told me

You seem like a very hard worker, fast learner, ambitious. Not 100% sure what you want to do in life.

Laughing, she took a step into the room,

But then who is until they're forty right?
 
Glancing up at you thinking its true, I'm not sure what I want to do with my life, but I do know what I want to do now.

Moving over to you, wrapping my arms around you, pulling you in close, kissing your soft lips.

"You're pretty accurate with you perception, Mia, but can you tell what I'd like to do right now?" Smiling in your eyes.

Not giving you a chance to answer, my lips go back to yours. Licking them with my tongue, coaxing them open. My hand slides down your back cupping your butt and pulling our hips tightly together.

My tongue enjoying the taste of your mouth as our tongues swirl around.

My other hand rubbing your shoulder as I kiss along your neck, kissing my way to your ear. Nibbling on your ear lobe, whispering "You feel and taste so good"

My hand caressing your back, up and slowly back down to your butt. My kissing moving down from your ear to your shoulder.
 
She watched as he finished with the table and moved to her, asking if she knew what he'd like to do now. It didn't take long for her to guess as his body came against hers, his lips finding hers again.

Offering no resisting, having no desire to be anywhere other then where she was, her arms went around him, her mouth opening under his, her tongue playing against his.

She let out a soft whimper as his lips began moving down her neck and shoulder, her nails digging in through his shirt to his shoulder and back, especially when his hand cupped her bottom and pulled her close.

Her body nearly melted against his, her lips going to his neck and pressing softly there before beginning to suck and nibble lightly, her tongue darting out to make quick swipes of his delicious flesh as she smiled against him when he spoke. Her voice was soft when she spoke, her lips still faintly pressed against his neck.

You have no idea how good you feel Jason.
 
"You have no idea how good you feel Mia" I said smiling as I pulled my face away to look into your eyes.

Going back towards your neck, returning your licks, I continued on down your shoulder. Licking your dress to slide it slightly off your shoulder. My hand raising up to caress your bare shoulder.

My mouth returning to yours, our lips touching, kissing. Biting your lower lip gently. Pushing my tongue inside your mouth.

My other hand squeezing your butt before sliding down the back of your thigh. Sliding my hand back up under your dress, feeling your warm naked skin. I moan thorugh our mouths as I feel your butt, so soft, squeezable.
 
My hand continues from your shoulder to cup your breast. Squeezing gently feeling your softness. Letting out a slight moan as I squueze your butt and pull your hips tight against mine.

My tongue licking up your neck to your ear. Licking and gently nibbling, whispering "You feel so good Mia."

This was all beginning to happen quickly. I knew this was probably going further than it should. I mean, I still needed the job and you are my employer and all, not too mention, the problem with my girlfriend. But, for the moment I could have cared less. The feeling your body was sending to mine was so hot.

I felt you hand running over my shoulders, my back.
 
I knew we were heading into unknown territory here. I mean, we had only known each other a short period of time. You were my boss, I was your employee.

Tonight could change our entire relationship. It could end my employment, it could change everything. It could, maybe, be the beginning of something new and wonderful. Would we be willing to take the chances, to continue on in hopes that it will work out.

It seemed as if neither of us were thinking at this point. Our bodies were in charge, our feelings, not our rationality.

My hand continuing to caress your body, our hips tightly pressed together. I was sure you could feel my arousal. My mouth moving back to yours. Your kisses turned me on so much, your lips so soft and moist.
 
OOC - Sorry for the delay. :)

IC

All thoughts of food had slipped from her mind. The only thing she was conscious of was her mouth on his, and his hand sliding her dress up as he touched the bare skin of her bottom, the tiny thong not hindering him in the least.

Her hands somehow found themselves under his shirt, her fingers stroking his bare back, going up to his shoulders and down again as she moaned softly against his lips.

She was well aware of the increasing pressure against her leg where she rested tightly against him, but she didn't move, if anything merely pressed even tighter against it, squirming slightly as they kissed.

Her mind whirled with a thousand possibilities as she tried to sort through and think where this would lead. Well, it seemed rather obvious where they were both headed, but what of tomorrow? Pushing those annoying things out of her head, she pulled back long enough to drop her lips to his neck.

Jason, I don't know if we should be...

Her voice trailed off as her hand slid from behind him to drop between them as she pulled back slightly, her fingers brushing against the sizable bulge pressing against her.
 
Having been in a few situations before, I knew exactly what to do when you said "Jason, I don't know if we should be... "

I leaned back down, placing my lips against yours. Tasting again the softness. My tongue slowly pushing in, not requesting, but asking. Your mouth opens slightly, not fully giving in, but letting me know you're interested.

My hand still on your ass, carressing it, my fingers slowly moving closer to your pussy.

My other hand holding your chin, caressing your cheek.

Your hand, as it glides over the bulge in my pants, makes my cock jerk. It was clear now, you knew how aroused I was. Thought of the bakery and tomorrow now completely gone from my mind.

One part of my mind wanting to ravage you, to carry you into my bed, undress you and make love to you. Another part of my mind telling me to calm down. We have all night, make sure it's special for her.

I lean my head back, saying, "Let's move to the sofa."

I lay back on the sofa, on leg leaning off the edge, I guide you to sit you down between my legs. My arms wrapping aorund you, my mouth kissing your neck, nibbling your ears.
 
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