Ice-cream Slut

Romance, Erotica
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Author: David J. Peters ISBN: 9781465987099
Publisher: David J. Peters Publication: December 14, 2011
Imprint: Smashwords Language: English
Author: David J. Peters
ISBN: 9781465987099
Publisher: David J. Peters
Publication: December 14, 2011
Imprint: Smashwords
Language: English

Leaning on the counter, having finished serving a bunch of noisy kids, she came into view. Fuck! She was gorgeous. No not gorgeous, bloody incredible. I simply froze mouth agape as she came up to the van. Windblown dark brown hair whipped over her shoulders, sexy hazel eyes and that grin. Words defy me. My knees turned to jelly and I had a stonking great hard-on just by Looking down at her.

“Well, are you going to stay there catching flies all day or do I get served?”

Her voice was liquid honey and I gibbered something unintelligible. I stood, thanking whatever gods that had brought her here that my obvious arousal was safely hidden.

“Er… w… what can I get you?” I finally managed to get out.

“A double cone, chocolate and peach will do for starters.”

I stumbled in my haste to serve her and she laughed, not unkindly though I thought, at my discomfort. This was a lady who knew just what effect she had on a red blooded man and wasn’t afraid of flaunting it. I scooped ice cream onto the cone, firmed it and handed it over. She paid and stood there looking straight at me as she licked at the confection, before turning and with a brief look over her shoulder sauntered off.

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Leaning on the counter, having finished serving a bunch of noisy kids, she came into view. Fuck! She was gorgeous. No not gorgeous, bloody incredible. I simply froze mouth agape as she came up to the van. Windblown dark brown hair whipped over her shoulders, sexy hazel eyes and that grin. Words defy me. My knees turned to jelly and I had a stonking great hard-on just by Looking down at her.

“Well, are you going to stay there catching flies all day or do I get served?”

Her voice was liquid honey and I gibbered something unintelligible. I stood, thanking whatever gods that had brought her here that my obvious arousal was safely hidden.

“Er… w… what can I get you?” I finally managed to get out.

“A double cone, chocolate and peach will do for starters.”

I stumbled in my haste to serve her and she laughed, not unkindly though I thought, at my discomfort. This was a lady who knew just what effect she had on a red blooded man and wasn’t afraid of flaunting it. I scooped ice cream onto the cone, firmed it and handed it over. She paid and stood there looking straight at me as she licked at the confection, before turning and with a brief look over her shoulder sauntered off.

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