Her drive to be independent, and on her own two feet made her that much more sexy and desirable. She was the first girl I really wanted to get to know – a level beyond just a physical attraction. Fuck, don’t get me wrong - the physical attraction was definitely there. If I had my way that night, I would have gladly banged her brains out and helped her forget the worries in that pretty little head of hers. In due time.
That night I couldn’t go to sleep. I had too much on my mind and the memory of Sarah’s full lips and perky breasts were not helping. I stepped into my bathroom and started the shower water. I stepped in and straightened my body so that every inch of me would be under the chilly spray. My cock didn’t shrink at the cold. It remained awake and ready for someone that had to be mine, but here I was alone and in need of a release.
My eyes closed in an attempt to focus my brain and find a solution to the problem. However, all I thought about was Sarah.
Instinctively, my hand drifted down to my massive erection. Behind my closed lids, I saw Sarah’s sweet mouth wrapped around my cock. I wondered how much of me she would be able to take and how deliciously smooth it would feel. I pictured her tits bouncing and her pretty brunette hair wrapped around my hand as I worked myself in and out of her lips.
Before I knew it, my balls were tight, and my body felt like it was dangling from a cliff. I held onto the wall in front of me and kept Sarah’s face and tits front and center in my mind as I sped up my movements, until my body finally erupted with one of the strongest orgasms I’d ever had.
Once I was done, and she was still in my thoughts, I stood under the cold water realizing something that lingered in my mind all night. I never wanted any woman as much as I wanted Sarah and I had to find a way to taste her pie – and this time the real thing.
***
Monk nudged me back to reality as he walked into my office. I’d been drifting away in my thoughts so much lately that I could barely function at work.
“You’ve got too much on your mind, man. I can see it. It’s weighing down heavy on you.” Monk knew me better than anyone and was always there to talk to, but the mess I was in with my ex and the idea that I was losing Tani had brought me to the end of my rope.
“I’m going to be honest, Monk, I’ve never felt so deep in shit that I can’t see a way out of it. Tani cried all weekend. Her eyes were so swollen when she got home and she even said that she asked Nancy if she could call home, but she was told no. Nancy told her not to bother me.”
“You’ve got to come up with something man. There has to be something you can do. Cheat the system, you know Nancy is.” Monk didn’t only know me too well, he knew Nancy’s true self as well.
“There is something I’ve thought of, but I’m not sure if it will work. I’m afraid to even entertain it.”
“You’re afraid? Now I know it’s bad.” He sat down in the chair across from my desk and leaned forward placing his hand on my arm. “Look, man. You know I’ll shoot you straight, so I’m saying this as a friend. You’ve got to stop this zoning out bullshit and get back in the driver’s seat. Figure this shit out and whatever plan you’ve got cooking, you go for it. Tani is counting on you.” When he was right, he was right. I’d tossed the idea around in my head long enough and I knew it could work.
I jumped up out of my chair and headed for the door. “You’re right. I’m getting nowhere sitting down. Wish me luck. If things work out I’m going to ask Sarah to marry me.” I heard him curse as I slammed the door behind me.
I wasn’t going to walk over and blurt it out, but I had made up my mind that I had to do this for me and Tani. I walked into the bakery and could tell by the look on her face that she was glad to see me. A second later I found out why.
Some pencil-necked asshole was giving her a hard time. “It’s not my fault that this place doesn’t deliver, but you could have warned me the cake would melt in the car. Since you didn’t the least you can do is make me another cake.”
“I would be happy to make you another cake for the same price, but buttercream melts in 90 degree weather, and I don’t really have to explain that part to customers.” Sarah was nearly in tears, but she wasn’t backing down.
“So now you’re calling me stupid? You better give me my fucking money back or I’m going to let everyone I know hear about this. You won’t have a fucking business when I’m done with you.” He turned his eyes toward me finally getting a good look. His posture immediately drooped and he stepped back.
“Is everything okay here?” I looked down my nose at the man. “You have a problem?”
“No, no I don’t.” He hurried around me and headed to the door not pausing to look back.
“Are you okay?” I wanted to take her in my arms and comfort her, especially when she looked so vulnerable.
“Yeah, he’s another genius who failed science class. I don’t know why it’s hard to figure out that icing melts in extreme heat.” She let out a long breath. “He’s the second asshole today and to top it off, one of my shelves on my cooling rack collapsed ruining six dozen cupcakes and four pies. I’ve had to redo all that baking and at this rate, I’ll never be able to hire the help I need.”
The buzzer in the kitchen sounded and she stepped back to attend to it. I stood in the doorway and watched as she took the replacement pies from the oven. The smell hit my nose becoming more distinguished from the shop’s regular delicious scent, and making my mouth water.
“Is that apple?”
“Yeah, and peach too. I have a lady coming to pick them up.” She placed the last one on the counter and then leaned back against it. “Could I help you with something?” Her hair was coming loose from the clip where she’d gathered it up in back and I wanted badly to run my fingers through it, or better yet, feel it against my bare flesh.
My pulse raced knowing what I had to ask her and I decided to invite her over to do it. I didn’t want to give her another worry for the day. “I know you don’t want to date me, but I was hoping you’d come by later.”
She drew her arms in around herself. “So I can meet Tani?
“No, she won’t be home. My mother is going to keep her a little late for me. I thought I’d make you dinner—
“You cook?” Her brows rose as she gave me a quizzical glance and let out a giggle.
“Yes, for your information, I do a pretty decent job, even if Tani is the only one who has ever told me that.” I lifted my chin with pride but she wasn’t laughing anymore.