"Ummm...Let's see. I'd like the pink one right there. No, not that one. The pink one. The sweet, soft, pink one, please?"
Jada tapped on the glass case with a perfectly manicured scarlet fingernail. Behind the sparklingly clear glass barrier, the creamy, rose-colored frosting on the huge vanilla cupcake beckoned to her. Jada licked her lips at the thought of swirling her tongue in the sweet, thick pink icing.
She looked up to see Trina looking directly at her with a hand on her hip and an amused expression on her face. Trina, owner of the Sweet Rose CafΓ©, stood tall, with all 5'10" of her looking like an African goddess. Trina's mocha-colored skin had a light sheen of moisture, caused by the heat coming from the kitchen. Her beautiful dark brown skin was flawless and a perfect complement to her slim, fit body. Her long, jet-black hair was pulled up into a neat, but sexy ponytail.
Jade also took in Trina's pristine white apron which fit snugly around her firm breasts. The top buttons of Trina's light blue polo shirt were open and the creamy dark brown globes, topped with stiff nipples, showed through. Licking her lips again, Jada suddenly wanted those sweet gems in her mouth as well.
"You want the pink one, huh," Trina asked her longtime friend. "Looks tasty," she teased.
Jada grinned. "I hope it tastes as good as it looks."
Trina winked. "Only one way to find out." She opened the glass display case. "One extra large vanilla cupcake, coming right up."
Trina carefully packed the delicious treat into a clear plastic box, slid it into a white paper bag and handed it to Jada. Then she motioned to Jada. "Come on. Cough it up."
Jada sighed as she forked over her credit card. "I still can't believe you're charging me."
Trina winked. "I have a business to run, sweetie. Besides, every sale counts toward my monthly total. Which counts toward my plans to expand the cafΓ©. You know that." Trina swiped Jada's card in the terminal and punched the keypad. Soon after, a thin slip of paper curled out. Trina smiled as she handed it to Jada.
"You're so mean," Jada pouted.
"Yes, but you love it," Trina said as Jada bent to sign the receipt.
Trina noticed Jada's furrowed brow and the way her slim fingers held the ink pen. Trina shivered as she thought of those amazing fingers deep inside of her. Jada's skillful ministrations in Trina's tight pussy sent Trina over the edge every single time. She watched Jada's smooth honey brown skin and noticed the crinkle of a smile in the corner of Jada's eyes.
Suddenly, Jada looked up and Trina was instantly lost in those incredible hazel pools. Trina's heart sped up as she slipped the receipt out of Jada's silky hands. "Thanks, babe," Trina said. "You know I'll make it up to you."
"Promise?" Jada's eyes locked directly onto Trina's.
A flash of heat burned deep between Trina's legs. She had to have the golden goddess. "Jada, baby" she whispered. "Meet me later?"
Jada's hazel eyes sparkled. She leaned in close. Her soft, full lips came dangerously close to Trina's. "How 'bout right now?"
Trina turned toward the kitchen. "Danielle!"
A slender, pretty, pecan-colored woman appeared from the back of the cafΓ©. "Yes, T?"
"Come cover the register for a moment." Trina winked at Jada. "I need to check some inventory."
"You nasty freaks!" Danielle laughed, her blond dreadlocs swinging. "But get some for me!"
As Jada wriggled past the counter toward the back offices, Trina stared at her full hips and thick legs underneath her miniskirt. The tight denim barely contained Jada's curvy figure.
As she watched Jada, eyeing her full, bouncy ass, Trina had a wicked thought. She sprinted over to the refrigerator and pulled a small cardboard box from one of the shelves. She then quickly followed Jada's full hips to the back.
"Hurry," Trina ordered as she ushered Jada into her private office. Locking the door, Trina put her box on the desk and Jada set her bag right next to it.