1. The Bun also Rises Chapter 2 - Cuppa Joe


    Date: 10/25/2014, Categories: Masturbation, Author: MamaScribe, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    hands. “Mary, you there?” “Oh my god, Tim I am so sorry!” “Where did you go just then?” “Hmm, what? Oh where did I go?” Mary stumbled and stammered her way through trying to brush off the fact that she had been daydreaming. “What are you talking about, I'm right here. So what did you want for lunch”? Tim stared at her and laughed. “Grilled Cheese special and what's his name?” “Joe. Wait, What? What are we talking about?” Mary stopped and looked at Tim with a dumb founded look on her face. Tim looked at Mary, and just started to laugh. “You are having an exceptionally wonderful day, aren't you?” “Umm yeah so that was a Turkey and cheese?” “Uhh no, a grilled cheese special and I’ll take a ginger ale. So tell me all about Joe while you make my lunch.” “There isn't much to tell. Just a customer. That's all.” “Really? Mary, I'm an investigator, I can tell when someone is lying. And you my dear are most definitely lying. So spill. I want to hear it all. Who is this man that has made a confident woman like yourself turn into a big ol' pile of giggling goo?” It was Mary's turn to laugh. “Alright Investigator Abernathy. Joe Ferguson is a new gentleman in town. I believe he is working up at the new bridge project. He comes in for breakfast every day, seems to be very nice, and we're having coffee this afternoon. Anything else?” Tim smiled at Mary. “No I think that covers it. One thing that I do know, Joe Ferguson is lucky to have caught your eye.” Mary stopped and looked at Tim. He ...
    had never acted like he was interested in the past. She brushed the thought aside while she finished up his grilled cheese sandwich, got his soup and soda into the to-go bag and rang it up, $7.78 please.” Tim handed her a ten, “Keep the change. And Mary, tonight, have a good time with this Joe Ferguson guy. You deserve to have a relaxing evening.” “Thanks Tim, I plan on it.” He grabbed the to-go bag and headed across the street to the police station to have his lunch. It was one o'clock, 4 hours to go. What was she going to do now? Lunch was over. Thursdays rarely had a big afternoon crowd. Well she did own a bakery, she could bake. As she stood in the middle of the kitchen it dawned on her, she had plenty of time to bake something special for Joe. Nothing too fancy she thought, just something warm to have with coffee this afternoon. She grabbed a bowl and some eggs, milk, flour, sour cream, pecans and a host of other ingredients. A nice warm pecan coffee cake would go nice. Hopefully Joe wasn't allergic to nuts. Really nothing smelled better then warm cinnamon. It would be perfect. She would time it so it would come out of the oven just before he arrived. Mary spent the next few minutes measuring. In a flash most everything was ready to go. She would have to wait an hour or so before she put it in the oven. She wiped down the counters and then headed out to the store to dust and tidy. She had to keep busy. Dusting got old quick. She stepped behind the counter, grabbed the ...
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