1. The Apology


    Date: 11/13/2014, Categories: Seduction, Author: BeverlyCougar, Rating: 51, Source: LushStories

    I was at the grocery store not watching where I was going when I turned the corner and my grocery cart collided with another cart. “Oh, I’m sorry,” I apologized as I made eye contact with the person who I had literally ran into. But then I noticed the specialty cake that toppled off the stack of groceries from the other person’s cart and landed upside-down on the floor. “Oh God! I am so sorry,” I extended my apology. “Please tell me that is just a regular cake with no special purpose.” “I wish I could, but it would be a lie,” he said as he bent down and picked up the container. The cake was entirely smashed against the plastic lid and it was beyond repair. “I had it special ordered for my wife's 55th birthday party.” Now I was really feeling like shit. “I’m so terribly sorry,” I apologized with full sincerity. “Come with me, I will pay for a new cake and make sure it gets done in time for your wife’s party.” I turned my cart around, only briefly glancing to make sure that the poor man was following me. I swerved through other shoppers, paying them no mind, focused solely on getting to the bakery counter as fast as I could. Finally reaching the counter, I interrupted the person being waited on and said with authority to the man behind the counter, “I need to get a cake.” The other person was kind enough to let me go in front of her and the man behind the counter said, “Okay, what kind of cake do you want?” “I’ll make this real easy for you. Look through the orders that got ...
    picked up today and find… Oh, I’m sorry, what is your name?” I asked turning my attention from the counter to the salt and pepper haired man next to me. “Jim,” he answered, “Jim Bosh.” “Okay, look through the orders and find Jim Bosh’s order. I want that exact cake.” He began flipping through until he found the correct order. “You want the exact same?” the man asked. “That’s right, the exact same.” “When do you want to pick it up?” “Five minutes ago. Please, it is very important that it gets done as fast as possible,” I insisted. “I am trying to replace this cake that is now ruined,” I continued while picking up the container with the smashed cake and put it on the counter. “It will be ready tomorrow,” he answered like he hadn’t heard a word I said. “No… no, Michael,” I said reading his nametag, “I need that cake today. It is for a very important lady’s birthday party. I’ll pay the fee for a rush order if that is what it takes.” “The lady who makes the cakes isn’t here,” Michael replied. “Is there any way you can help me? I need a cake. Can I have one of these? Which one do you think your wife will like, Jim?” I gestured to the beautifully decorated cakes that were on top of the counter. “Uh—ma’am, those aren’t real cakes,” Michael said softly, almost as those he didn’t want me to hear him. “They are just Styrofoam with the icing on them.” “Oh shit! What do I do?” I cussed in a panic. “It’s okay,” Jim dismissed, “I’ll just pick out a couple dozen cupcakes for the party. It will ...
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