The Sweet Shoppe

I sat at the dining table, stretching back as I watched you taking things out of the oven. I watched, still amzed at how natural this all seemed to oyu, how your body just floated along, soing everything in time as if it was a dance. You seemed so happy whne you were baking it made me feel happy too.

As I sat there I tried ot come up with a name for the creation, brownie bites not seeming appropriate. "What about brownie balls" I said thinking of the melon baller I used to form the treat, not thinking of the sexual connotation it might have. "Maybe chocolate filled balls? or chocolate filled brownie bites?" I desparately wanted to impress you, but I think I was not succeeding. "Maybe you're better than I at coming up with the names."

You moved over to the table, taking a seat, and began writing down the prices. I decided I would take the list home and try tom memorize at least some of the prices before the morning. I knew I would need the list for the afternoon.

You looked at me and said "Once we're more comfortable around each other and know what the other's doing, we won't close in the middle of the day like this." I thought to myself, i am certainly comfortable around you already, but agree we do not yet know what the other is doing, hell, I'm not sure I know what I'm doing.

I watched as your wrote. The loose strand of hair, making you look even more sexy in my eyes. I so wanted to invite you to dinner, to take you to my place, give you a relaxing message that I knew you so deserved. Hoping if it went that far, it might go further. Damn, there goes my mind again, I need to get it in my thick head that you are my boss. It would totally screw up my employment, I told myself, if I were to make any inappropriate advances, especially on my first day.

But was she making a pass at me, was she being just flirtacious, or was she just being kind as she held one of the brownie balls close to me, telling me to try it. My elbows on the table, I leaned in, taking a small bite from your fingers. Looking straight in your eyes, I rolled my tongue over the treat in my mouth, savoring the taste, slowly swallowing it. Keeping my face still close, "Mmmmm, they are very good Mia."
 
She managed to keep her broad smile back to a small one as he leaned forward and took the morsel from her fingers. His lips touched her fingers and she forced herself to hold still as the electric contact was nearly too much.

Mmmmm, they are very good Mia.

Smiling, she stood then, and clapped.

Yay, you pass the test then. You made your very first brownie, and they're delicious I'm sure! Plus... you obviously don't have a problem with chocolate.

She giggled and waved him to come with her, taking the remaining trays out of the oven, and letting them begin to cool. In the meantime, she retrieved the show trays from the front cases and brought them back and asked him to start transferring the baked things to them, tossing him a box of disposable plastic gloves.

Anything that's for sale, never touch with your bare hands, though obviously a lot of people won't mind, some will.

She slipped a pair on herself and began moving things, helping him until the show trays were full and heavy. Holding the door open for him, she showed him how to slide them into the cases up front and turn the warming lights on.

Walking back to the back, she asked him to wait for her by the fountain with a fresh pair of gloves while she went to the huge fridge and pulled it open, taking a large tray of assorted fresh fruit out of it. Cherries, strawberries, bananas all lay on the tray in delicious rows. Carrying it to him, she slid a fresh tray and tore off a new piece of wax paper and covered the new tray.

Pulling on a pair of gloves, she picked up a strawberry and held it with two fingers, barely keeping hold of it as she flipped a switch on the flowing fountain of chocolate. The switch opened a small side container and a tiny chocolate waterfall began to drizzle there, the extra pooling in a closed container rather then recycling back into the fountain. Making sure he was watching, she held the berry under the chocolate and twisted it once to be sure it was covered before she lay it on the tray. Taking three cherries by their long stems, she did the three of them together, before proceeding to do a banana slice, doing only half of it before setting it on the tray.

See? Easy. You'd be surprised how popular the fruit is for some reason. The extra container is merely so if you drop the fruit it falls there rather then in the rest of the chocolate. I don't really need fruit flavored chocolate for some things.

She grinned as she motioned for him to do the rest as she went to mix up some cake batter. From her vantage point she could watch him, and watch she did, admiring the way he took his time, trying to be sure each piece was perfect, his arms flexing as he attempted to hold the fruit exactly the way she did. He'd find his own way eventually, but for now all he knew was what she showed him.

A shrill yelp left her lips as she pushed the button on the huge stand mixer one slot too far and the thin batter she'd created went flying, in a great spatter around her. Turning it off quickly, she started laughing and once she'd started she couldn't stop.
 
You stood up way too quickly for my liking, I could have sat there staring in your eyes as you fed me treats all night.

We got back to work, stocking up the front, getting ready to re-open.

Once that was done, I followed your directions for the chocolate covered fruit. "Mia, I think you know why the fruit is so well received. Doesn't everyone enjoy feeding their lover chocolate covered fruit, and then you also have the most delicious chocolate around."

It certainly did not seem as easy as it looked when you did it. But, I struggled, concentrated, and did my best. I knew in time I would get the knack of it.

The worst part of dipping fruit was that I couldn't glance over at what you were doing. The yell I heard form you mouth caused me to drop a piece of fruit. I turned and looked over at you. Batter went flying all over. I rushed over to you. I guessed it was alright, because you could not contain your laughter. Taking my hand I wiped a splatter from your forehead "You ok Mia?"
 
She continued laughing, finally managing to begin to stop as he reached her. He reached up and wiped a line of the batter from her forehead as he asked if she was alright.

Nodding, she managed to catch her breath, the laughter dying down to a mere chuckle now.

I'm fine, thank you. The hazards of one of these big mixers, one switch too far and you've got a flying mess rather then a delicate batter. I haven't done that in awhile though, I wasn't paying attention. It's alright, I'll clean it up, was merely a test batter, not something I needed right away.

She watched as he went back to the fruit, a grin on his face and she felt rather foolish. As he turned back to the fruit, she muttered to herself,

Nice Mia. Now he thinks the boss is a goof. Good way to get respect. Yep, that was great, too busy watching his arms and you made a mess. Beautiful.

She went and got a couple of towels, wetting them at the sink as she got on her knees and began to sop up her mess. When she was done, she stood to find him watching her, the fruit filled tray finished. She blushed slightly as she smoothed her dress down, pulling her own apron off and dropping it in a hamper by the sink with the wet towels.

I know, not a terribly impressive thing to show you on your first day. What not to do with a mixer.

Grabbing another towel, she wiped her face and arms off to be sure no wayward batter was clinging there.

Alright, up front with you! You can meet some of the customers this afternoon.

They walked up front, her leading the way as she went and unlocked the door and flipped the sign back to open. Walking to the cash register, she showed him how it worked before leaning back against an empty counter to look at him.

Any questions? Other then how not to operate a large mixer?

While waiting for an answer, she unpinned her hair and let it fall around her, before twisting it back up, loosely again.
 
Just one question Mia, "How do you keep your hair looking so soft and beautiful when its up and down all day."

I couldn't believe those words came out of my mouth. What was getting into me, it must be the chocolate. First day on the job and I was flirting, making advances on my boss! True, she was pretty close to my age, but she still was my boss. I could tell as we worked together, that while she had a great sense of humor and tended to keep things light, she could be authoritative and demanding when needed and here I was flirting.

Stammering, "I.......uh......am really sorry Mia, that was totally out of line. Not that it isn't a valid question, just one inappropriate for me to ask, given my tentaive position here. Please accept my apologies. It must be all this chocolate."

Luckily at that moment Alex walked in. I heard you say Hi Alex, and tried to pick it up from there. "Hi Alex, my name is Jason, I uh hope to be here awhile helping Mia out. Say have you tried one of her newest delights," pointing to the brownie bites, or as I like to call them brownie balls, "Mia hasn't decided what to call them yet, got an idea for a name?"

Well once again I made myself feel like a fool. How would I know that Alex had already tried them, in fact his wife had called in a large order already. Turning red, "Well then, is there something that piques your interest?"

Stepping aside, figuring I blew it, hoping you would step up and straighten things out. Trying to make myself busy, checking on things
 
Her mouth opened in surprise and her hand automatically went to her hair as he spoke. He immediately began apologizing and she found her head shaking, half flattered and half still surprised at the question.

Her head turned to the door and she smiled brightly, dropping her hand from her hair quickly.

Hi Alex.

She watched with a smile as Jason stepped up and began talking, though she bit her lip as she heard what he was asking Alex about. Not that he could have possibly known. She watched as he asked if anything else had caught Alex's interest and tried to stay back, letting him get used to talking to customers.

Alex glanced at her once and she grinned at him and shrugged slightly as he perused the cases, finally pointing at some chocolate chip mini cakes.

Four of those will be good, thanks.

She pointed to the small boxes that should be used and didn't move, content to let him handle everything on his own, though Alex wandered her way, his voice low, but purposely loud enough to be overheard as he leaned over and kissed her cheek.

Couldn't hire some young girl could you Mia, had to pick a handsome fellow for me to compete with I see.

She laughed and pushed him away,

Alex, I've tried to seduce you so many times it's not even funny, but you and that girl of yours.

He shot Jason a disbelieving look and shook his head, his comment for Jason this time and not her.

She's a feisty one Jason, watch yourself around her. If she'd tried to seduce me, I can guarantee I'd not have the power to stop her.

She stifled a laugh, and pushed him away again as he pecked her cheek again, giving her waist a quick squeeze before going to pay for the cakes. She watched as Jason checked the price before ringing the sale up and smiled as he handed the box to Alex.

Get out of here Alex, go home and seduce that pretty blond you have. Tell her I said hello.

He laughed and left and my eyes drifted back to Jason who still looked a bit uncomfortable about his slight blunder. Smiling reassuringly at him,

That was great! You did fine. You couldn't have possibly known that he's the only person in town who actually has tried the brownie things.

She smiled as she opened a cabinet and took out a small decorative plate and handed it to him.

In fact, put a few on this plate, we'll leave them out for samples.

Grinning at him she watched as he opened the case.

As far as my hair goes... if I gave you my secret... I'd have to kill you. Can't have other bakery owners having spectacular hair.

She burst into laughter again as she winked at him.
 
"Ah, Alex, I doubt there is man alive that would have the power to stop Mia once she has set her sights. I imagine it would be most difficult not succumb to her powers. Thanks for the warning, I'll do my best, but like you, no guarantee." Winking at Alex and then smiling over to you.

I finished helping Alex and then placed a few samples out as you asked.

"Mia, I don't think you need to worry about your hair secret getting out. Most bakery owners I have come across are more of the balding variety" chuckling as I lean back against the counter.

"It amazes me how you treat all customers like friends rather than customers, at least that is one of your secrets I have learned today. I do think, however, if Alex's girl ever leaves him you had better watch out. He'd be all over you, as I am sure most of your male customers would. It's not often one finds a baker as delightful as you."

I was really enjoying my new job and was hoping the day would never end. It was rather fun spending time with you, true, I could tell the work was wearing us both out some, but your energy level seemed to rub off on anyone around you. I was not looking forward to having to leave you and go back to my apartment alone. The only saving grace was knowing I would be back tomorrow.

"So Mia, any other secrets you care to share with me?"
 
She shrugged as she snatched one of his sample brownies and popped it into her mouth, chewing slowly, savoring the flavor as he spoke.

It's easier to think of them as friends. Makes my day go faster, makes them feel more comfortable... plus... I just don't know how to be any different.

So Mia, any other secrets you care to share with me?

She laughed at this and shrugged again,

Don't know that I have any secrets at all. Hmmm, that's not very fun though is it, I'll have to work on that.

Secrets, hmmmm, always hire attractive employees, it makes the time go much nicer?

Her mouth opened in surprise the moment she said that and she laughed, covering her shock.

Wow, ok, the chocolate must be getting to me today. I'm sorry. Don't mind me, I flirt so much with the customers it's hard to stop with you.
 
"Don't stop your flirting on my account, please." Watching you slowly eat the chocolate brownie, smiling and feeling really good here with you.

"I would have to say that being hired by an attractive employer makes the day much nicer too, and thanks for the compliment."

I could not stop looking at you, I wasn't sure what it was. But, I was hoping another customer would stop in before I said something stupid again.

"Is there anything I should be doing while I have a free moment here Mia?"
 
She grinned as he returned her comment and smiled brightly. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad, maybe Jean leaving for California had been a favor in disguise. She had to keep reminding herself that he was an employee however, not someone she could end up with.

She shook her head at his question,

Not today Jason. Once things are going smoother, we'll stay busier, but for now, I'd rather just take it easy and make sure you don't have any questions.

I'll go back in the back tonight before I go to bed and get things ready for tomorrow morning. I usually come in at 3am to get things going, though I don't expect you to be here that early. Perhaps by 7am to open if you could?

She smiled up at Alex's girlfriend when she walked in and waved her hand to Jason, telling him she'd talk to the woman. Sitting down with her, they talked about her party and what she wanted, Mia scratching notes on a piece of scrap paper. Finally nodding, she waved goodbye to the woman and folded the paper, holding onto it as Chris and Emma walked in, holding hands.

Staying out of the way, she merely watched as they looked around and Jason approached them.
 
"Mia, I am suppose to be hear to work, isn't there something I can do, clean the kitchen or something. Maybe when you close I could help in the back? And, if you say no to both of those, then I will be showing up at 3 in the morning to help out." Thinking to myself, shit, can't remember the last time I was up that early unless it was just coming home from partying.


I watched Mia and Alex's girlfriend talking at the table. I tried not to stare, but I know I was.

I introduce myself to Chris and Emma, much as I had to Alex. I offered the plate of samples to them, watching as they each fed one to the other. There smiles as they tasted Mia's creation was wonderful to watch.

"Mia is quite the baker, isn't she." I finished helping them, wishing them well.

"Well now boss, what is it, Help out after the shop is closed or here first thing in the morning?"

Thinking, I really could stick around all night and help you relax. Damn there goes my mind again.
 
Well now boss, what is it, Help out after the shop is closed or here first thing in the morning?

She wrinkled her nose at him and the word boss, thinking it made her sound like some ancient thing who should be sitting in an office dictating orders.

Smiling she finally nodded,

Tonight then. I can order us some dinner and you can help tonight if you'd like. I wouldn't make anyone get up that early on their first day.

Chuckling, she continued,

Though in the evening it involves lots of flour, your poor pants and shirt will be done for.

Smiling she helped him through several picky customers, helping him to suggest things they might like and standing back when he was doing fine. They had several people in a row, and she was pleased to see he didn't rush anyone or get flustered by the ones who had no idea what they wanted.

The next time she glanced at the clock it was 6pm. Smiling at him, she noticed most of their wares had been sold and she walked to the door and locked it. Glancing back at him, she shrugged,

The upside of being the boss, I can close when I want.

She grinned at his amused look and turned the sign to Closed, flipping on the display window lights. Walking by him, she brushed against his side lightly as she opened the kitchen door and gestured him to follow.

What sounds good, what do you like? Chinese, Thai, Pizza? I think there's even a Greek place that delivers.
 
It was amazing how fast the hours went working with you. I was also amazed at how many customers came in, almost all of them having already felt the powers of seduction from your chocolates and baked goods.

I smiled when you agreed that I should stay and help this evening. And, even though you didn't expect it, I knew I would be in early tomorrow too.

"I guess I need to learn a little more about how to dress for this job. Maybe you can give me some hints, Mia, you look beautiful all day how long." Smiling in your eyes so thrilled to be working with you.

I was hoping my clothes would be done for before the night was through in more ways than one. Sure I felt guilty thinking this way, with Cathy and all, but I couldn't help acknowledge how I felt.

"Thai would be great on one condition, you deduct the cost of my meal from my paycheck. You advertised help wanted, you didn't offer room and board with the job." Realizing what I had just said, I began turning red. Embarrassed and not knowing if I should acknowledge it or let it go. Being a guy, I of course decided not to address it.

As you opened the kitchen door, I grabbed some trays that were empty and walked through the door. Smiling, almost dancing my way in.
 
I guess I need to learn a little more about how to dress for this job. Maybe you can give me some hints, Mia, you look beautiful all day how long.

She chuckled at this and shook her head,

Nah, I just made you do most of the dusty work today.

Smiling she shrugged,

Just don't wear black, and if you're like me, you'll never learn to use a towel, so jeans aren't bad, they hold up a little better then nice pants. I don't really have a dress code, so wear what you're comfortable in and something you don't mind if it gets dirty.

She wrinkled her nose at his suggestion that dinner come out of his paycheck. Since she hadn't even come up with a figure for that particular problem, she merely made a noncommital noise as she picked up the phone. The rest of his sentence sunk in and she grinned at him, even as he began turning red.

She hopped up on an island, watching as he carried empty trays in, and she pointed over to a huge counter by one of the large sinks and told him to stack them there. Hitting a speed dial button, she waited for the restaurant to answer, watching and admiring his back as he moved.

Ordering an assortment of chicken, seafood; some spice, some not; and plenty of noodle dishes when she realized she had no idea what he liked, she laughed as she hung the phone up and walked over to where he was standing by a sink.

I hope you're hungry, I ordered enough food for an army I think.

Looking around, she smiled again.

Ok, cleaning first. The beautiful thing about wax paper on all the trays... unless something gooey spilled, they can usually just be rinsed off and stacked to dry. If you wanna do that, I'll take care of the rest of this junk.

They worked together, she occasionally offering a hint or tip of how to do something until she heard the front bell ring. Motioning him to go to the dining room, she headed for the front. Thanking the delivery guy and tipping him generously, she brought back a huge sack of food and started pulling out containers and sitting them on the counter of the little kitchen.

I wasn't sure what you liked, so I got some of everything.
 
"Well jeans I have, working construction all summer, that's all I wore. Not sure they look nice enough for your shop though, Mia." Thinking about my assortment of jeans, lots of them had holes in them. I hope I had a few pairs that didn't. Well, I was sure I could find a pair or two until I got to the store. Smiling and thinking back on how Cathy always told me how good I looked in jeans, she alwasy said both the fornt and back looked delicious in jeans. Course that was her, and where is she now?

I cleaned the trays and stacked them like you said. Realizing that I was suddenly very hungry. Occaisionally glancing over at you, when I thought you weren't looking. Watching you work, so swiftly, so gracefully, so experineced. I wondered what time it was, not wearing a watch I had no idea. Time just seemed to go on and on today. It never seemed to slow down.

"You sure do have a system Mia, are you this organized and systematic in everything you do?" I asked turning an eyebrow up as I face you, awaiting your answer.

Finally, the food had arrived. I sat at the table, watching as you unpacked container after container of Thai food.

"Are you expecting guests Mia?"
 
Are you expecting guests Mia?

Giggling at his question, she shook her head as she finished unpacking and tossed him a fork and some chopsticks. Rummaging through a cabinet until she found some wine glasses, she took the bottle that she'd left in the food bag until then and handed it to him along with a corkscrew.

Nope, just us, like I said, hope you're hungry.

Chuckling again, as she set the glasses in front of him,

I thought we could use some wine, it's a celebration. Your first day of work, my first day of not running around like my head was cut off.

And besides,

She gestured to all the food,

I wasn't sure what you liked, and it warms up great.

Putting plates down, she proceeded to pick up a small container of noodles, and using a chopstick fished a single one out and tilted her head back letting the long noodle slide into her mouth before she raised her head laughing again.

Mmmm, I love Thai food. And as for your other question... yes, I'm pretty organized usually with most things. Seems to work that way with me, it's all or nothing. If I'm not organized, I'm a mess! Complete mess. But trust me, it's not as organized as you think. I make up menu's and items on the spur of the moment, after a night of experimenting you'll come in and it'll look like a hurricane blew through here, trust me.
 
"I am hungry, Mia, and thanks, it was getting a little boring eating alone in my apartment. Although, I really don't think even I can work my way through all this food. I'm not a very picky eater either, so anything would have sufficed, but that was very thoughtful to think about what I might like."

"Wine too? I am amazed you would find yourself without an employee if you treat them all as you have treated me."

I used the cork screw and opened the bottle, slowly pulling the cork out. I poured us each a glass.

Watching you use the chop sticks to pick up some noodles, slowly letting them slide in your mouth. Damn that was a sexy sight. I could imagine other things sliding into your mouth very easily. your breasts looking so full as you bent back slightly.

Handing you a glass of wine, I moved my glass towards yours for a toast ,

"To a long lasting relationship Mia, and a big thank you for this opportunity."

We clinked our glasses and both took a sip. I began loading my plate with a little of everything.

"Hope you don't mind me using a fork, never did figure those chopsticks out." Smiling in your eyes.

Hearing you talk about a night of experimentation. Wow, I thought, I sure could do some experimenting with you, by all means. Knowing you were talking about baked goods and of course I wasn't. I wasn't sure if it was hunger, the wine, the chocolate, or you, but I felt myself feeling very horny. Trying desparately to calm myself, I took a fork full of food.

"mmm this is very good."

"I hope, Mia, after I become more experienced, you'll allow me to participate in one for your nights of experimenting."
 
Eating a few more bites of noodles before setting down in a chair and grabbing a plate, she chuckled at his comment.

Wine too? I am amazed you would find yourself without an employee if you treat them all as you have treated me.

Mmm, Jean was a free spirit. I loved her to death, but knew she wouldn't last long, she hopped from man to man to woman to man.

Grinning at the look on his face, she nodded,

She did. The last one convinced her to run off to California and be a movie star. My guess is they got as far as the midwest before that old Jeep he drove ran out of gas and them out of money.

She took the wine he handed her and clicked her chopsticks at him in amusement as he mentioned a fork. Managing to drop a noodle onto her plate just as it reached her mouth, she grinned at him and shrugged,

Forks are easier, but chopsticks are more fun!

She leaned back in her chair, balancing her plate of food on her knees as they ate and he mentioned her experimenting. Arching an eyebrow, she shook her head.

Ohhh, I'm not sure about that... 'cuz there's a rule you know... anything you make you have to actually try.. and believe me, there's been some dismal failures come from this kitchen late at night.

He laughed at her and they ate and drank and joked around until finally they both pushed the food away, swearing they couldn't eat another bite. Pouring the last of the wine in their glasses, she picked hers up and took a long sip, her belly warm and full as her eyes couldn't seem to come away from his for more then a moment or two.
 
"Mia, I uh, don't mean to speak out of line here, or anything, and please don't take this the wrong way. How long have you been running this place by yourself? You look very exhausted. I don't mean you don't look beautiful, because you do, really you do, and the customers' comments attest to that. But I can see in your eyes, your beat. I hope my being here, will help you get the rest you need."

We both relaxed there in our chairs, enjoying the wine, feeling filled from the food. Our eyes rarely leaving the others.

Once again I felt weird. If this was any other situation I would go over and begin massaging your shoulders. But, since you are my employer, and this is my first day, I really did not want to blow it.

"I would be more than willing to eat anything we created together Mia. That just would not be a problem for me."

Deciding to go for it, I stood up. Took our plates to the sink and slowly walked back. Nervous as hell, but knowing I could not stop myself, I walked around behind you as you sat. Placing my hands on your shoulders, slowly rubbing, massaging.

"Is it alright if I do this, Mia?" My hands beginning to massage a little deeper. I could feel the tension as well as the heat from your body.
 
She finished her wine as he informed her how horrible she was looking, though she grinned as he reiterated that he didn't mean she looked bad, just tired. Keeping her glass in her hand, her fingers running over the edge of it, she tried to think.

It hasn't been that long, only a week and a half. But I stay until 11pm usually and come back at 3am, it's starting to get to me I guess.

Setting her glass down finally, she continued,

But I'm sure with you here, I won't have to stay so late at night, and maybe can shave off an hour in the morning as well. Before long I'm sure.

Watching as he took the plates to the sink behind her she stretched slightly, knowing they should probably get to work before too long. She jumped slight as his hands landed on her shoulders and began rubbing lightly but firmly.

Is it alright if I do this, Mia?

Her logical half was telling her to tell him no, it probably wasn't a good idea for him to be doing that... but the wine warming her veins and her tense neck and shoulders that were melting under his touch won out as she dropped her head, a soft sigh coming from her.

Mmmmm, that feels nice Jason..
 
This might just be the best thing I did all day at my new job. I could tell by the end of dinner Mia was exhausted. I figured she probably intended to do more tonight yet, but even if I could give her a few minutes of relaxation, then I would feel good. Even if it went no further than this, still, I felt really sexy knowing I was giving her some pleasure.

I continued massaging your shoulders. Rubbing more deeply as you dropped your head and sighed. Working my way up your neck, feeling your muscles relax, slowly, very slowly. I could feel a lot of tension. My hands working your body while my thoughts turned to how hard you must have been working to keep the shop open.

"That's quite a long time Mia, to do all this yourself." My hands massaging back to your shoulders. Feeling their softness and roundness. My thumbs working in the center of your upper back.

"I enjoy doing this Mia, just let me know what feels the best to you."
 
She couldn't help a slight groan of contentment as his hands worked at her shoulders and neck. When his thumbs hit the point at the very back of her neck, just at the base, she shivered at the feelings that ran through her as all thoughts of work dropped from her mind for a moment.

She closed her eyes and envisioned his hands rubbing her in an entirely different manner altogether as the tension eased out of her body.

Mmmm, that really is heavenly, but we'd better stop or we may not get any work done at all tonight.
 
My hands continued. I could tell her body and mind needed this and I was more than thrilled to be providing it.

"I'll stop and let you work more, providing, I can help. Then I'll be on my way out of your hair, for a few hours anyway."

I really was beginning to have feelings for Mia and it was confusing me. I also knew I had not better carry this too far tonight, I mean it was my first day and all. It would be better, in the long term, if we got the work done and separted ways..........for now anyway.

I really wanted to be the total gentleman here, and then I also needed to sort out my thoughts and feelings for Cathy.

I smiled, still rubbing your neck, "Think you're ready for more work now Ms Sweet Shoppe?"
 
His hand felt like heaven on her and the last thing she wanted was for him to stop, but finally her brain intruded and told her the sensible thing.

Her hand covered his, stopping it's movement, though the sharp tingling that arced through her as her skin touched his was just as startling. Standing and smiling as she turned, she realized she was standing very close to him but didn't take a step back.

What I'm ready for is more of that and a long hot soak in a jacuzzi... but since that's not really an option, I guess we'd better get busy so you can get out of here and get some sleep.

Taking her hair out and pinning it up tightly this time, she headed off and began taking out cannisters and bowls again trying to decide what she should make for tomorrow morning.

Looking to him thoughtfully,

Well since you work here, you'll see how random my thoughts are on what to make each night. Is there anything you like in particular in the morning? We can make some.
 
When I felt your hand on mine, all my will power dispensed from my body. I felt like putty in your hand. I only hoped you were more clear headed than I.

When you stood up, I could feel your breath on me. Your softness so close I could touch it. I held back for a minute, hoping I was doing the right thing.

"Well, Mia, I'm sure one day soon there will be a time for a long hot soak in that jacuzzi."

I watched as your focus totally changed, you turned back into Mia the baker, the owner of the shop.

"To be perfectly honest I don't think I could state, right now, what I like in the morning, but, uh, if you are talking about breakfast, well, again, to tell you the truth, I'm kind of an egg man. I'm sure that will change soon though."

"Besides, I'm an apprentice here, what do you think would be good for a morning after a day like today?"
 
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