by Sara Hazel
“I don’t understand why not. It really fits you.”
“I just have bad memories from it. Kids in school used to tease me all the time. They used to call me “chubby sweetie pie” on the bus, and that’s when they were being nice to me. You can imagine what else they called me when they didn’t want to be nice.”
“Kids are cruel, Jules. But I’m not them. I’m not cruel.”
“No, you’re not,” she whispers. She follows it up with: “Fine. You get one free sweetie pie per day. You’ve earned it.”
“Ok. Well, I’ll spring it on you tomorrow when you least expect it. Now, back to proper whisking technique.”
I guide her hand around the bowl. I’m not even doing it right, but that was never the point. Juliann can’t stop laughing now, and neither can I as I make her smack the whisk against the bowl.
“Ok. Looks like somebody needs to go back to culinary school, and it’s not me,” she groans.
I release her hand. She drops the whisk into the bowl.
“Now look at what you made me do.”
“There are all kinds of things I can make you do, sweetie.”
“Like what?”
I turn her towards me, and we lock eyes. We haven’t kissed since the first time, and my patience is running out.
“Do you think we should — we should do this?” she asks.
“I do.”
“Ok.”
I take her hat off and set it on the counter. Then I do the same with my own and set the two chef hats right next to each other, which feels symbolic of what’s coming between us.
When I face her again, I don’t wait another second. I go in for the kiss. We’re both breathing heavily and our need for each other is obvious and urgent. This kiss feels and tastes even sweeter than the first. It feels harder fought, and thus worth even more. My hands settle on her waist, and I turn her back towards the counter. I somehow manage to move the mixing bowl out of the way and lift Juliann onto the counter so I don’t have to bend down so far to kiss her.
That goes on in full frantic mode until my cock is pounding against my pants and my tastebuds are craving her sex. I want to taste her, and there’s no more waiting possible.
I lift her up with ease, and she wraps her legs around my waist. She buries her face against my chest and embraces me tightly. “Where are you taking me?” she asks.
“Into the break room,” I reply.
I carry her in there and set her down on the table. My hands have a mind of their own now. I just lay her out on the table and pull her white chef pants off to reveal her pink panties underneath. Pink. That’s just the color I thought Juliann would wear. She is a sweet girly girl after all, even if she’s also a serious and very hard worker.
I grab hold of her panties and roll them over her gorgeous thick thighs. I can’t wait to bury my face between those thighs and taste what I’ve waited so damn long for! Even though it’s finally going to happen, my body trembles with all the built-up lust. It can’t contain itself anymore.
My cock twitches and I get the sensation that warns me I’m about to cum. It really has been that long since I’ve done anything like this with a woman, and I couldn’t be blamed if I end up exploding all over my chef pants just from the act of eating her out. We’ve got plenty of spare uniforms around in case of emergencies. But the thought makes me chuckle.
“What are you thinking?” she asks.
“Thinking about how you’re going to taste,” I growl back.
“Mmmm,” she responds.
I pull her panties off her legs and throw them onto the floor of the break room. I pull Juliann to the edge of the table and get down on my knees before her beautiful pink pussy. Her hair is neatly trimmed. I push her legs open to get a better view of her sex. My mouth waters as I dive in and lash my tongue against her slit.
She responds immediately by shuddering and calling out “Zack!”
She tastes every bit as incredible as I imagined she would. Her juices are pure honey on my tongue, and I dive in deeper. I take her scent in and it fills my body with desire. I shudder again as I feel my cock twitch. I’ve become so hard I can barely stand it. She always does this to me though. Before Juliann, I just can’t remember an erection hurting this much…
Chapter Four
Juliann
*
Oh my God.
My head is spinning right now, and every cell in my body seems to be dancing. I literally feel EVERYTHING as he brushes his tongue across my pussy.
I have to clench my teeth to keep from screaming. He grabs hold of my hips and pulls me against his face. Each stroke of his tongue leaves me shuddering with a kind of joy and pleasure I’ve never known.
But I have to be careful. I could get used to this. Too used to it.
Zack knows just the right amount of pressure to apply. He parts my lips with his tongue, and I thrust my hips up to grind on him. My breathing is a train wreck. I sound to myself like I’m hyperventilating. I can no longer keep my teeth clenched or mouth closed. I scream for him at the top of my lungs, and he digs his fingers into my side. His tongue whirls around inside of me as he pushes deeper and goes faster than before.
“Oh, right—right there—” I find myself encouraging him. I consider myself to be a shy girl, but I’m not shy right now. Not with this man’s tongue buried deep inside of me making me his with a simple act of joy and pleasure.
The table rattles beneath me. Zack makes appreciative growls as he devours me. I reach down and dig my fingers into his thick messy dark hair. I try to sit up, but just end up falling right back down and letting myself sink to a perfect state of bliss. It’s so hot in this room right now. Heat is crawling across my skin and it feels like I’m being enveloped by my perfect happy future. He’s right here though. He’s not just my future. He could be my present too if I let him.
My bones are vibrating. I feel like I’m going to burst into pure energy and just melt into the universe. That seems like a good idea right about now…
Zack stops for a moment. “You doing ok up there, sweetie pie?”
“You’ve already used up—your sweetie pie limit — for the day,” I say through hurried breath.
Zack laughs and dives back in. This time he focuses on my clit, tasting it slowly at first, then flicking it gently back and forth. Soon enough though he is lashing his tongue across it and I have lost my mind completely. I scream, moan, and twist. I am no longer in control of my reactions. I can feel my wetness gushing all over him. He just laps it all up and then — I come undone with a scream that bursts out of my throat.
“Holy fuck!” I shout. I am not the kind of girl to swear very often. But here he is making me cuss like a damn sailor. “Oh my God. Holy fuck.”
Zack slows down, now teasing my sensitive clit.
“You are so wet. I love having you all over my face,” he says.
Now if that doesn’t make a girl feel good about herself then I don’t know what does. It feels like a particularly serious compliment to give someone.
“Thank you,” I whisper hoarsely. I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to talk for the rest of the day. I’ll just have to smile and nod whenever he tells me to do something. But I’m sure of one thing, anyway. I’m going to have a glow about me for the rest of the day. My body feels genuinely good in a way that I’ve never felt before. I’ve never been able to make myself cum as hard as Zack did.
I would have thought he would have stopped by now, but nope. Not Zack Elliot. Making me explode all over his mouth once does not appear to have been his game plan. Each roll of his tongue across my pussy makes me shudder.
“Oh, Zack,” I moan. “Zack, you made me cum so hard already!”
I’m not sure I can handle it a second time. But thankfully it doesn’t take long at all for him to get me there, and this time I fly up and slam back down on the table. It’s that powerful. The table rocks beneath me. Damn. Damn, boy. Slow down. But I can no longer speak, because the second orgasm
was too overwhelming for me, and now I’m just lying here basking in its warmth and the continued aftershocks brought on by Zack’s sweet kisses on each of my inner thighs.
The whole thing was the very definition of perfect. And perfect feels dangerous.
Zack laughs. “Wow,” he says.
“Wow, what?” I ask.
“Eating you out like this just made me explode in my pants.”
He rises to his feet and helps me sit up. I just stare at the big wet stain on his crotch.
“I made you that excited?” I ask. I can’t believe I have the power to do anything like that.
“Yep. You sure did. It’s just as well though, since I don’t have any condoms here at the restaurant.”
“Oh, you thought we were gonna do that, huh?” I tease him.
“Well, ya know, a man can dream!” he replies.
“Sweetie, you need to change your pants.”
We both burst into laughter. Laughter and joy just seem to be natural for me and Zack. We’ve been growing very close over the last two months, but now I feel closer to him than ever, and I’m not quite sure how to handle that yet.
“Yeah, I’ll change my pants soon enough. Don’t worry about me, sweetie pie.”
“You’re just gonna keep doing that now, aren’t you?”
“I am. You’ll get used to it,” he says. My old hated nickname sounds as sweet as it’s meant to when it comes from him. So he’s right. I’m already getting used to it, and I’m starting to like it.
“Fine. You alone have the right to call me that. But only because you exploded all over your pants.” I try to hold back a giggle, but I can’t help it.
“I don’t normally do this, but tasting you had this effect on me. You turn me on that damn much,” he growls. “Put your pants back on, and I’ll go take a shower.”
I’ve never felt sexy before. I feel very sexy right now…
Zack
*
I hop into the shower, and clean myself off. I have to laugh at how it all happened. She just turns me on a little too much. I’ve never had so much fun grabbing hold of a woman and making her my girl.
It’s been a long time. Can I make Juliann mine? I know that I want to, and that’s all that matters right now. All my doubts about whether I’m ready for a relationship just seem to disappear when the prospect of being with Juliann exists.
I look down and watch as I grow hard again — just as hard as I was when I was going down on her in the break room. I hear the door to the shower room open.
“Ya know, I think I should join you,” she says.
“Are you inside of my head or something?” I ask.
She gives off one of her sweet and soft giggles that make my heart leap every time I hear it.
“Um, maybe! Do you think you can handle that?”
“Damnit, beautiful. Get in this shower now.”
The shower I’ve got installed in here isn’t the biggest in the world, so we’ll have to stay close, but I think I can handle that…
“Hold on, a second. I think the idea sounded better in my head than it is in reality.”
I poke up my head out from behind the shower curtain.
“Sweetie pie, what do you mean by that?”
“I’ve never been fully naked in front of a man before. Are you sure you’re still gonna like me after this?”
“Of course I’m gonna like you,” I reply firmly.
My cock throbs at the prospect of seeing her entirely naked before me. Yes, I’m going to like her. I think I’m more excited than ever to see her naked. More even than I was the first time I saw a woman like this.
“Put your head back in the shower,” she commands.
“Oh, alright, I see you’re bossing me around now,” I tease.
I obey her though, and close my eyes as I let the hot water wash over me. A few agonizing minutes later, and Juliann climbs in with me.
“This is crazy,” she whispers as her body presses against mine.
I open my eyes. Wow. She looks up at me and shivers.
I reach up to the shower head and aim it towards her. But it falls between us anyway, so neither of us is missing out. I wrap my arms around her and pull her into me.
“Damn, you feel so good, sweetie pie.”
“I guess you do too,” she says softly.
“You guess, huh?”
My cock pushes into her belly. I can’t help it.
As the water covers us both, I run my hands up and down her back. She presses her face against me and moans loudly.
“Oh my God. What if someone comes into work and finds us in here together?”
“They won’t,” I reply.
My hands glide down to her perfect, plump ass, and I can’t stop myself from giving it a squeeze.
“Hey,” she says. “This is really bad, isn’t it?”
“Relax, beautiful. Let me take care of you.”
“Ok. Ok. I’ll try. I promise.”
We stand there in the shower for a long time, just holding each other.
“This is beautiful,” I say. “It’s perfect.”
“Mmmmm.”
She manages to free herself from my embrace and steps out onto the bathroom floor right next to the tub. Now I have the perfect view of her that I’ve been waiting for. Damn, her curves are sexy. Everything seems to look just as it should. and it makes me want to run my hands all over her for hours on end, whispering in her ear about all the things she does to me.
“You stare at me so much,” she says as she gets down on her knees.
“You’ve got to start believing me that I like you, Jules.”
“Oh, I think you do,” she says. “Now come over here.”
I know what she wants to do right now, and it makes my cock twitch at the thought. I move closer and she grabs hold of my shaft, wrapping her soft small hand around it as much as she can. But I’m thick, and she needs to use both hands to get a full grip. I thrust forward into the hole she’s made with her hands, and groan at the sensation of her hands gliding across my throbbing shaft.
I am certain I can cum from just this.
“I’m so scared right now,” she says as she looks up at me. Her pretty brown eyes seem to plead with me to be gentle with her heart.
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Jules.”
“I do though. I want this so bad,” she replies. Her voice trembles as she says it. Her need is obvious.
Juliann strokes my cock back and forth. I fall into the rhythm of it. The water is still hot and falling on my head, and the whole experience could easily lead me to fall into a trance. I could just stand here forever while she takes her first experiments in handling a man’s cock.
I look down at her and watch as she opens her mouth just a little and sticks her tongue out. She lets it hit the top of my cock head. Just a light touch, but I’m feeling sensitive now. Pretty soon she’ll have her whole mouth all over me and I’ll be seeing fucking stars, man.
“Go for it, baby,” I encourage her.
She opens wide and descends onto me. A tight seal of her lips forms around my shaft, and I rest on her tongue. She grabs hold of my legs and pulls herself onto me till she gags. My girl might be new to all this, but she knows what needs to be done.
I dig my hands into her wet hair and thrust forward. Then we just find our dance. I thrust harder and make her take more of my cock. The next time I go even deeper and hold it there. We both moan as she sucks me hard.
“I need you, sweetie pie. So damn bad. You’ve made me wait a long time for you.”
She responds by rolling her tongue up and down the underside of my shaft.
I lose control. I can’t hold back anymore, because it feels too perfect. I slam against her face with a satisfying crack. Again and again, I pump my cock into her mouth. Her moans only grow louder now even as she struggles to take it.
“You want my cum, baby?” I ask her.
“Hmmmm,” is her only reply.
Watching her pretty lips move across me is the ultimate pleasure. It makes me feel a bit guilty for what I’m about to do. One more stroke of her lips and I let my head fall back as I tighten my grip on the sides of her head. My body seems to disintegrate there in the shower as I erupt inside her mouth. I can feel it bursting out of me in thick waves of ecstasy.
I’ve never been that interested in having my dick sucked, but I am when Juliann does it. I usually just want to get to the sex. The tension between us has reached a breaking point though, and I know the sex will come soon. And when it does, we’ll be holding on so tight to each other that nothing will ever break us apart.
I pull out and Juliann cleans the thick cream from the tip with her tongue. Then she looks back up at me all innocent once again.
“Was that okay?” She asks.
“You are one silly and very sweet girl,” I reply.
She pouts as I help her stand up. I use the opportunity to once more admire her perfect form. She has no idea how sexy she is, and it’s my job now to show her. There’s a confidence brewing inside of her, and if she just lets it shine, she’ll make the world swoon.
“Come on, now. Answer the question.”
I kiss the top of her forehead before helping her step back into the shower. Then I just wrap my arms around her and listen to her breath. And I think that’s a better answer to her question than any words I could find to describe the experience.
I could say: Yes, sweetie pie. It was beautiful. Now let me hold you.
But instead, I’ll just hold her.
Juliann
*
The rest of the crew arrive at the restaurant, but all night it feels like Zack and I have this wonderful secret. All night long he pulls me away when possible just to kiss me and tell me how much he wants me.
And oh boy does it make me feel special.
In the middle of the dinner rush, Zack leads me to the break room and slams the door shut behind us. He pins me up against the wall and peppers my neck with kisses.