We were fused like this for some time until I felt his huge hands on my ass.
“Jason, what are you doing?” I muttered.
“Smelling your tits.” He mumbled into my shirt. “Do you put perfume on your tits? They smell so fucking good.”
“No, Jason, that’s just soap.”
He rubbed his nose over my covered nipple. This hug was over. I reached behind me and removed his grubby paws from my ass cheeks. I leaned back and broke the connection.
“That was great.” He was grinning.
“Do you feel better now?”
“Yes, of course. I’m over the moon.”
“The way you talk is so odd.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment. I’m a strange fellow but cute.”
“Yes, strange but cute.” I agreed. “I’m going to get my laptop.”
“Good idea. I’m going to design my next tattoo. I think I’m going to draw a black kitty cat pole dancing on a peppermint candy cane.”
I scowled in his direction. “You do that.”
This young man made this tedious job more exciting. I left mister-man alone to go upstairs for my laptop.
The entire day was quiet until the summer camps let out for the day. A harem of teenage girls came in to buy candy and ogle my hunky and mischievous employee. Some of these girls were of age and true to fashion Jason never took them seriously. He never gave out his number to anyone. Not even the girls that looked like they were legal and undiscovered supermodels. Clearly, he wasn’t gay. Did he really want an entire summer without dating anyone? He was invited to pool parties and other young people events and he always lied and said he was busy.
He handled getting a lot of attention like a champ. He wasn’t irritated by it and it didn’t change how he acted. He was always inviting, cordial and a pretty good salesman.
I looked up from my computer every time the bells on the door chimed. I looked down when I saw it was another young girl. This time I didn’t have to look down and tune things out.
Nelson Deener was walking into Sweet Treats. Seeing him out in the light of day made me think that maybe I could see us together. It would only be for a brief limited time. There was no way I was moving to Galena for good. I was sure he wouldn’t uproot his life for me if we hit it off. I could hang out with him for my remaining weeks and see what happens.
Maybe I could have a real sexual encounter. I could barely remember my last one. Sleeping with Nelson was so long ago. I couldn’t even remember the size of his penis. If I had sex with Nelson it wouldn’t be adding a number to the amount of men I slept with. This was a good thing. I wanted to keep my number low because I had a few too many dicks in college.
Mr. Denner was here for me and it felt nice. It was a sign that he was interested. He still looked good for his age despite the extra pounds around his waistline. He looked better in the face. Men had the tendency of doing that. It was cruel that they got better looking when the complete opposite happened for women. I had enough melanin to get me through for a few more years but gravity was going to snatch me up eventually.
“Hey.” I smiled when he approached me. I scurried around the counter to give him a welcoming hug.
“Katrina, the place looks nice.” Nelson’s eyes explored the shelves and bins of the store.
“Thanks.”
“I haven’t been in here in years.”
“You haven’t brought your kids by for some sweet treats?”
“They usually just get on their bikes and ride into town on their own. You know the older they get the more they don’t want to have anything to do with you.”
“That’s so true.” I chuckled. I could see Jason hovering around behind Nelson pretending to look inside the candy jars. He lifted the libs and played around with the silver candy scooper. “What brings you to Sweet Treats?”
“I just wanted to come by and visit. I had such a good time at dinner. We didn’t even have enough time to catch up on everything.”
“I know. It’s been so long.”
“I was so happy to see you I forgot to get your number. I need it to ask you on a real date. We have so much more to talk about. I know a little town gossip too.”
“I’m not in contact with anyone from high school. I want to hear everything.”
“Word, okay then.”
“Did you just say word?” I giggled.
“Yep. Maybe in a few days, we can have dinner.”
“At Log Cabin?” I offered a location.
“You remembered. That’s my favorite place.”
“How could I forget? You got a job there senior year.”
“Oh, you remember that.”
“Yes, of course. I gained ten pounds from all the free food when you worked there.”
“It was my job to make sure my girl was nourished.”
“I could barely fit any of my clothes when I went away to college.”
“Don’t hold that against me now.”
“I’m not.” I grabbed my cell phone from underneath the register. I hit a few buttons. “Just put your number in.” I handed my cell phone over to Nelson. I watched as he tapped his number in. He gave me my phone back and I made sure to save his number. “I can give you a call tomorrow and we can figure something out for the end of the week.”
“Yeah, yeah. That’s great.” Nelson smiled and his smooth skin spread in all the right places. He was more attractive now than when he was as a teenager. He had a little something-something.
"Now we can afford to eat there." I joked.
“Maybe you can afford it but I got
