Jessica Willows was in love with her job at the nearby donut shop where they provided warm freshly baked holes, rings, crullers, and more. Jessica's co-worker Jack always up early to open the shop, he often called her brown locks the color of the chocolate sauce that was splayed onto the deep fried goods that were sold.
Jessica was always annoyed with getting up so early, she was already groggy and needed her daily dose of caffeine. The warm bitter taste of the black liquid gave her the strength to complete a day's work.
Pulling into the employee parking lot, Jessica's lime green eyes peered at the sign above the modestly painted building. The sign that spelled Sweet Donuts had glitch once more. The neon pink lights were flashing the "D" and the "O" on donuts making the title into Sweet nuts.
Great, Jessica thought, those pervy teens would soon be spraying graffiti penises on the side of the building at night as they did when the sign conked out. Jessie sat in her car and squinted looking through the glass of the "eggshell" painted shop, spying to see if Jack had got the coffee started.
All she could see was the coffee pot sitting there, steam rising out of it's vent. That's all she needed. Jessie practically jumped out of her car and ran straight for the glass double doors. Once she was inside she closed her eyes.
She just wanted to block out the world for five minutes and inhale the strong rustic scent of coffee bubbling in the silver pot. Jack had emerged by now watching Jessica, the sight of her had him smiling.
He was a little bit in love as well as in lust with her ever since she started working there. The waves of her hair, his hands smoothing through it, down to her soft peach felt face over her pink lips. Jack leaned against the counter examining today's outfit.
Another tight fitting top, grasping against her, the color was a pale blue, whether she knew it or not, he could always see her nipples popping against her shirts. So firm he thought. And around her waist a skirt, mini skirt of course.
Even though it got chilly every now and then inside the shop it would always get hot from all the baking and boiling. Jack clearly understood why she needed short outfits, and why she was so comfortable wearing them.
When her apron covered her, it would be as if the rest of her body disappeared behind a mystic veil. Jack blinked his eyes once before he saw Jessica open her eyes again. She stared at his blonde hair that was a bit askew on his head. He had just been on the phone with the owner.
"I just got the call, she's shutting down for the day. We can go home." Jack smiled and watched as Jessica's mouth fell open.
"Please tell me I didn't just get up, drive in an hour of traffic just to get here early to open this store just for you to tell me to leave." Jessica's eyes bored a threat.
Jack rubbed the back of his neck with his hand sighing "Sorry, I know how you feel, I just got a batch in the oven after I got done brewing the coffee."
Damn she thought, today she could have slept in, feel like a little baby wrapped in a cottony blanket only having to sleep. "The coffee's still hot." She declared, it shouldn't be wasted even if it was a wasted trip, she couldn't fall asleep now which meant she needed to be wide awake.
"That's the other thing." Jack watched as she jumped onto the counter and slid over reaching for the black handle of the silver pot. Jessica turned her head to the side hoping that unless the coffee was poisoned she was going to drink it without hesitation, even if it burned her throat, she was going to gulp it down and let the caffeine wave slowly hit her.
"We're out of cups." Jack told her "The coffee cups, unless you want to use a measuring cup?" He shrugged unsure what to offer her, he knew she didn't like drinking out of the tools they used to craft the goods, it was against some unknown law in her mind.
Coffee went into the Styrofoam coffee cups, the ones with cute lilac flowers dancing across the sides. Coffee did not go into a pot, it did not go into a measuring spoon or cup, or a bowl. It all went into a fragile little cup, paper maybe, plastic, possibly, but nothing that they measured ingredients in.
Jessica looked down at the pot opening the lid so the steam flushed her face, she didn't want to drink it from the pot either, but she didn't have many other ideas. So she picked up a stirrer, and placed it into the pot and slowly sipped the coffee.
Jack stared at her, she was determined. The coffee entered her throat in small amounts that burned her throat, but the dark delicious drink was giving her energy. She pulled up and stared back at Jack.
"Sorry, you want?" Jack laughed a bit at the question. Jack shook his head.
"I'd prefer a cup too." Jack sat on the counter "But since I put the work in I'll wait for the donuts to rise and take them home as a little morning day treat."
Jessica felt bad for Jack, he was a joyous person sure. But unless he had a full cup he would even get cranky. Morning delight would turn into morning fright in a few minutes without his caffeine high.
Jessica started pulling her skirt down which caught Jack off guard.
"Jessie what are you doing?!" He shouted.
"Getting you a cup of coffee." Jessica shrugged as if it were no big deal. The double doors she went through was on a time lock for super early customers and employees so it'd definitely locked by now. Jack tried not to eye Jessica's lovely thighs, and up to her underwear which she started sliding down.
