1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    to the only store around, Jenkins Food and Feed. Bob was in the back messing with the go-cart he was building in the garage. He was trying to get it to start and having no luck. I thought it was the old gas he was trying to use. He thought the fuel line was clogged. After pulling it apart and putting it back together, dusk had already settled in. It looked like test driving that hunk of junk wasn’t going to happen today. I told Bob I’d try to come over tomorrow and headed home. No sooner than walking through the door did my dad called me over. “Son, run down to Jenkins and get room two some ice cream.” and slapped a five in my hand. When dad thought of room service, he thought of me. I just left the place and now he was sending me back. “Go on now, they’ll be closing soon.” he urged. “What flavor, what size?” I asked, as he was shooing me out the door. “Chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry and whatever amount that money will buy.” he said, “The game is starting and I want to get back in there.” I got pushed out the door and he added, “Take the receipt with the change up there with it.” I looked up to see the first star poke through the dark blue sky. ‘So much for, being home after dark’ I thought. I got there in time to see Mrs. Jenkins heading for the front door to lock it. I begged her to let me in. She smiled and asked, “Hello Jake, what can I do for you?” holding the door. She was always nice to me, but it was probably because I kept her son from being bored all day. I bet ...
    if she didn’t know me, I’d have been out of luck. Popsicles, push-ups, chocolate bars… not a whole lot of options in a little store like this. But, a small tub of Neapolitan would work. I found it with others marked Vanilla and Chocolate on the very end. $4.79 for a bowl of ice cream; I guess you were paying for the convenience. “Keep the change Mrs. Jenkins!” I said, snatching the plastic bag off the counter. “Oh, you’re a big spender!” I heard her say as I headed out the door. I practically ran back to the bed and breakfast to the beat of, “Room number two, I got ice cream for you!” I stopped half way up the stairs. It’d be hard to eat ice cream without a spoon. I didn’t know how many was in the room so I grabbed a few spoons and napkins from the kitchen and then headed for the stairs. As I got to the top of the landing, the memory of room number two came back to me. My pace slowed to a crawl as I approached. I dropped my head, dreading the conversation ahead of me. Taking a minute to gather my wits, I wrapped on the door. “Room service” I announced, and a faint, “Come in.” sounded through the door. I turned the knob and entered the room. A smiling Amy Rose greeted me, wrapped in satin of creamy white. She reached out her hands to grab the ice cream, allowing her robe to spread open. “Thank you so much!” she exclaimed in awe, taking the ensemble of spoons, napkins and tub from my hands. “I’ve been craving for something to lick on and now you show up!” Chapter 2 Gawking at ...
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