A first date is usually quite innocent. A movie with popcorn and a sly slip of the arm over a lady's shoulder's. Maybe even a gentle kiss at the door when he drops her off when the clock ticks midnight.
I will tell you in great detail what a first date does not include. It does not include an empty sundae shop after one in the morning. It does not involve using a woman's body as a sundae dish.
Terry managed the local Cold Stone Creamery part time as he went to the local Pharmacy College. It wasn't the most clean job, nor the warmest. But it was fun watching families and people on dates come in for something sweet. Ice cream is a bonding food. It brings people together.
Which is exactly why Terry was bringing Maddie there after he took her out to dinner. He wasn't a rich man but he wanted to impress her with what he had. And he had the ice cream shop.
Terry met Maddie in class. She was auditing a nutrition course for her MD. He knew she was out of his league but he asked her out anyway and unbelievably she said yes. So he spared no expense. He took her to Cherile's, the finest French restaurant in town. He brought flowers and wore his best suit.
Terry opened the car door for Maddie. Before he let her sit down took out a handkerchief. "Now, close your eyes. This is going to be a surprise."
"What do you have up your sleeve, Mr. Mallett?" Maddie smiled. Her voice was like a ray of sunshine beating down on his skin.
"Why Ms. Dupree, I would tell you but that would be no fun." Terry smiled back, wrapping his handkerchief over her eyes. He enjoyed the formality game Maddie like to play. It drew out their courtship and gave him the encouragement he needed.
They arrived in front of the store around 10pm. The doors had been shut for almost a half hour. It was awkward shuffling Maddie inside with her eyes still blindfolded.
The handkerchief served mostly so Terry could take in his fill looking at Maddie. She was divine. White creamy skin with dark hair bringing out the blush in her cheeks. She was a tiny woman, around 5′0″ to his 6′0″, but her presence compensated for any lack of stature. She's what his mama would call a spitfire.
He took this opportunity to inspect the rest of the beautiful woman in front of him. Her breasts were plenty, contrasting with her tiny little waist and only matching her curved hips in breadth. Perfectly proportional, she's what other ladies would call an hourglass.
"Are you just gonna stand there looking or are you gonna take this handkerchief off so I can look back?" Maddie's words startled him. He'd lost himself in looking at her and she knew it.
"You'll have to forgive me, Maddie." Terry slipped the handkerchief off. Maddie's eyes were filled with laughter and not accusation, giving him hope. "I'm not used to being in the company of such a beautiful woman."
"Ice cream?" Maddie looked around the shop, smiling.
"Surprise!" Terry threw his hands up. "And I'll have you know it's not just any ice cream! This ice cream comes with your own personal ice cream server." He bowed, waving his arm dramatically in old fashioned servitude.
"Ah. And what kind of uniform does the ice cream server wear?" A naughty little sparkle in Maddie's eyes made Terry slightly wary. But what was the worst that could happen?
"Uniform?" Terry sputtered and looked down at his jacket and tie. "I do suppose I'm bit overdressed."
"Very, very overdressed." Maddie smiled, her eyes twinkling even brighter. "You wouldn't want to get that lovely suit stained, would you?"
Terry grinned. This was certainly a surprise. Not a bad one, but a surprise. Maddie had a bit of a naughty streak in her.
"And what would you recommend Ms. Dupree?" Terry began sloughing off his jacket.
"Anything more than shorts and an apron I would think. Ice cream is dangerous for that lovely suit."
"It's very good you're looking out for my wardrobe." Terry teased, gently, playing along with her logical façade, removing his shoes and pants.
"I do what I can to help," Maddie croaked, her eyes never leaving his body as he stood before her, almost nude and very aroused beneath his boxers.
"I do believe we may have a problem though, Ms. Dupree." Terry smiled mischievously, wrapping the black apron around his waist. The cloth did nothing to hide his erection, but added to the game nicely.
"And what is that Mr. Mallett?" Maddie's voice was a little breathless. He could see the peaks of her nipples poking through her dress.
"I believe we're out of ice cream bowls." Terry said, belying the towers of empty bowls piled on the counter.
"Whatever shall we use instead?" Maddie brought her index finger to her lips, biting on the tip seductively.
"Well, since there's really no choice, we can eat it off each other," Terry suggested very matter of factly, as if he were offering a coupon to a customer.
"I believe that may be our only option," Maddie sighed as if resigned to her fate but the grin on her face belying her tone. "I hope we get a discount for our ice cream...providing our own dishes."
Terry loved this sassy and sexy side of Maddie. He was so hard he was going to burst in half. He watched her slowly remove her shirt and pants. She kept her bra and thong on, probably just to tease him. They barely covered her as it was.
"What's your favorite flavor, Ms. Dupree?"
"Dark chocolate," she whispered, her voice choked with desire.
Terry motioned for her, "Come over here, baby."
"What are you going to do?" Terry didn't answer her question. He knew by the look on her face that she was excited and not nervous.
Never in his life had he thought his first date with Maddie would end this way. He expected to drop her off at her house and maybe get a peck on the cheek. If he was lucky.
"I'm going to make you an ice cream sundae." Terry smiled and took a scoop of the extra dark chocolate ice cream from the freezer. He rubbed the cold cream all over his chest, creating a dark trail of chocolate. He stopped at his nipples, coating them with extra chocolate sauce.
"That looks delicious. Do you have whip cream to go with my sundae?"
Terry reached for the canister and handed her a can of whip cream. "I have it here but I"ll need you to do the honors."
