Chocolate Decadence Ch. 01

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Darnell wants Jenna.
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Part 1 of the 3 part series

Updated 06/07/2023
Created 08/19/2015
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She couldn't believe it was taking this customer so long to decide what kind of ice cream flavor he wanted. For god's sake, he had tasted six different kinds. His wife and kids had almost finished their ice cream and he hadn't even picked something out.

"Did you want to maybe try our flavor of the day?" she asked, smiling sweetly. She knew her boss, Andy, was watching. Boss, she scoffed to herself. He was 24 years old and spent all day looking at her tits. The uniform top she wore- a white scoop necked t-shirt with the store name "Scoops" printed across the chest- was too small and almost see-through because it stretched so tight across. Good thing she had to wear this red and white striped apron during her shift. It at least covered her breasts a little bit. Although when she caught a glimpse of herself in the floor to ceiling mirrored wall across from the counter, she realized her boobs were almost bursting out of the apron. Damn Andy!

She looked out to the mall and noticed the security guard heading this way. She smiled at that. Darnell was the nicest guy. About five years older than she was. He was a police officer full-time, but worked mall security several nights a week to make some extra cash.

Glancing back at her customer, she caught him staring at her chest. He blushed when he realized she saw him. Aha, she thought, that's why he "couldn't make up his mind".

She smiled sweetly at him and leaned over the counter so her big milky white breasts smashed on the counter a little, pushing them up over the top of the apron to give him a better view.

"Sir," she whispered, "these scoops aren't for sale, but you can have a little peek for free if you want."

He looked at her, shocked and his face flushed.

Her blue eyes sparkled as she glanced around. No one else in the store, his wife and kids busy, her boss back in the store room. He nodded eagerly and she pulled the neck of her top down, grabbing the top of her white lacy bra at the same time and felt her right nipple pop out. The cold air at the ice cream counter rushed against her tit and she felt caught off guard at the low, quiet moan that escaped her lips.

She looked at her customer. He was actually very handsome. Fortyish. Dark brown hair. Tall, lean. White, but with maybe some Hispanic in him. His dark eyes flashed.

"Reach forward and touch it." She whispered, completely shocked at herself.

He smiled. Licked his thumb and reached over and rubbed his wet thumb on her nipple. She closed her eyes for a second- just a second- and heard her boss walking back up. She grabbed her shirt and yanked it up.

Her new friend withdrew his hand and smiled, glanced at her name tag on the apron.

"Thank you, Jenna, but I just can't seem to find any ice cream I want tonight." He smiled before turning around to his family. He walked quickly to his wife and grabbed her arm, leaned down, whispered something in her ear that made her blush and helped corral the kids out the store and to the car. He obviously wanted to get home quickly.

Jenna smiled. She had no idea why she did that. She certainly hadn't ever done anything like that before. She turned as Andy walked up next to her, thinking it was damn lucky he hadn't seen!

"Well," Andy began, "that guy was a waste of time. At least he bought ice cream for his family."

"Mm-hmm," Jenna answered, not really paying attention. She saw that Darnell had stopped to talk with someone across the way at the jewelry store. He was making his rounds, which meant closing time was coming up within the next hour or so. He always checked every store the last hour. How had she never noticed how sexy he was? He walked easily and confidently, his muscles rippling under his uniform. She admired his bulging thighs and let her gaze scan his face: smooth dark skin, strong nose and chin, eyes that she knew were a deep, deep brown.

Suddenly he turned his gaze towards her store and she felt somehow "caught", even though she was sure he was too far off to see the heat creep into her face. Seriously though, she thought, how had she not realized he was so hot?! His broad shoulders were straight and powerful; his hands were large and she imagined they were strong and rough. She tore her gaze away and tried to fight the heat spreading between her thighs. Wanted to glance at him again, but didn't want him to catch her...

She realized Andy was counting the cash at the register, standing very close, so she grabbed the rag and went to wipe down the table that family had just eaten at. She sighed when she saw the sticky mess. Kids, she thought and shook her head.

She started wiping it down and could see in the mirror that Andy was watching her. Actually, he was staring at her ass in her little red shorts- part of her uniform. She had a choice of red or black shorts or red or black little pleated mini-skirts. She had one of each so she could switch things up depending on how she felt each day.

Feeling a little powerful from what she did a few minutes before and the sensations that continued building inside her, she leaned over more, pretending not to notice he was watching, letting the short shorts ride up just over her ass cheeks so he could have a little peek. She even spread her legs a little, placing her elbows on the little round table, pretending to scrub hard at a particular dirty spot.

Hmmm. Dirty. She actually felt dirty herself, but for some reason, liked it! She saw Andy in the mirror and when she felt he had seen enough she stood up and headed back behind the counter. His face was flushed and she could tell he was trying to keep it together. Too bad the bulge in his pants gave him away.

"Hey, Andy? Have you been able to get me another uniform top? All the ones I have are just too tight. See?" She lifted the top of the apron over her head, letting it drop to her waist, so he could get a really good look. "See how the red letters, S-C-O-O-P-S are stretched tautly?" She spelled out the word and let her finger trace across each letter.

Andy cleared his throat and mumbled something about checking on it for her and practically ran to the back room.

She laughed. Have a nice jerk-off, boss, she thought. She really shouldn't give him a hard time. He was only two years younger than she was, but he was just so... well, such a guy. He reminded her too much of her ex-boyfriend. What an ass!

Three months ago her life had been completely upended. She had a great job at a financial company and had worked there for over two years, hoping to work her way up, when suddenly it closed. No warning. She had gone into the office and there was the FBI! Apparently the CEO had been "making inappropriate financial choices"- in other words embezzling. Ends up he had financed an entire mobile home park of prostitutes. Her freaking CEO was a pimp!

She had gathered her few personal items from her desk and headed home to the apartment she had shared with her boyfriend for the last six months.

She slipped through the front door and thought she heard sounds from the bedroom. Her boyfriend worked nights and usually slept days, but she was glad he was up. She was upset and needed someone to talk with.

She dropped the box of items from work right there in the hall and headed back to the bedroom. Music was playing and she heard laughing... and then a female's voice said, "Come on, Tyler! Don't tease me."

Shocked, Jenna had frozen for a second before quietly opening the cracked bedroom door. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Her neighbor, Brandi, had her head propped up on some pillows, while she lay spread eagle and naked on her bed! And there was her boyfriend, on his stomach, naked, scooted down towards the middle of the bed so his face was between her legs. He was licking her pussy. Her shaved pussy. On her bed.

Neither noticed her at first.

"Quit teasing me!" Brandi ordered, grabbing his hair in one of hands and trying to push his face towards her crotch.

He resisted. But only for a second. He laughed and said, "You are the biggest slut, Brandi! God I love your cunt!"

Jenna had inhaled sharply when she saw him slip his tongue into her and Brandi arched her back. That's when they heard her. Both stopped and looked at her.

"Oh my god!" Brandi squealed and tried to sit up, although she certainly didn't try to cover herself, her firm proud breasts bouncing a little.

Tyler sat up, but didn't seem upset.

"Brandi, stay down," he ordered her, his hand splayed against her pussy. "Jenna, what are you doing home so early?"

He acted as if she was the one in the wrong!

"Our company went out of business, as if it matters to you," she practically hissed.

"Now baby, let's talk," he began, in a soothing voice. "You know that I like sex and you are such a prude, you will only do it missionary and once a week. I told you I needed more."

Her jaw dropped.

"If anything, I was trying to respect your wishes by satisfying my needs. Brandi here has been a very willing partner." He smiled, leering at his little slut on the bed.

Brandi smiled and it was then that Jenna realized her neighbor wasn't embarrassed at all.

Tyler sat up and reached for her hand. "Jenna, baby, we could teach you so much. Join us for an afternoon of play."

She was still frozen in place. Was he really asking her what she thought??

He dropped her hand. "Or you could just watch and learn this time." He smiled before turning back to Brandi's little shaved pussy. "Look at her slit, baby. Look how pink it is. How wet. It's so damn wet!"

Her neighbor groaned as he slid a finger around her little pussy lips and slowly slid the slit open to reveal how pink and wet she was. He slid a finger in and out, then two fingers, then three... Brandi was moaning and bucking his fingers and was rubbing one of her breasts with her own hand.

And still Jenna stood. Unable to move. Until she saw Tyler pull himself up and get on his knees. He grabbed Brandi's hips and lifted up her ass, positioning his hard cock at the opening of her slit.

He looked at Jenna and grinned before turning back to his little play partner. "What do you say, Brandi?"

"Please fuck me!" she seethed out through her teeth, trying hard to not scream it.

When Jenna saw her boyfriend slide his hard cock into her, she gasped. This was not a nightmare, this was really happening. She turned and walked out. The last thing she heard was Brandi begging Tyler to fuck her harder.

Other than coming back the next day to get her stuff, she had never seen or spoken to him again. That scene was still burned into her memory. She still couldn't believe his nerve!

Although one thing he said had been true. She was a prude... or at least had been one. She had only had sex with two men. One in college and then Tyler. And yes, she had only done it "missionary", but she never really thought about other positions. Sex had never been important to her. She found it boring. And she had never had an orgasm.

One thing she had learned from their little display was that sex meant power. Tyler may have pretended he was in charge, but in her gut, Jenna knew that Brandi was leading the show. She was the one getting exactly what she wanted.

Jenna thought about that a lot and tonight she was testing her own sexual power. She hadn't planned it. Hadn't even thought it through. But it had given her a thrill when she caught that man staring at her tits.

She was feeling more comfortable with her sexuality. She had even read an erotic book about a woman who traveled to Italy and met a handsome stranger that gave her a wild weekend. When she read that, she had felt a tingle between her legs. Felt her panties get wet.

To be honest, she had never felt that with either of the two men she slept with. Maybe she was having a "sexual awakening" she mused...

She looked around the store. Empty. No customers, nothing to do. She couldn't believe that she was working at an ice cream store. She tried for a couple of months to find something in finance, but the second she mentioned her last job, she was told politely "no". No one wanted to hire anyone that had been involved in financing prostitutes! So, she ended up here.

At least it paid the rent on her tiny one bedroom apartment. She sighed and leaned down, elbows on the counter, chin in her hands.

"Jenna, how you doin'?"

Darnell's deep voice roused her and she popped up, smiling as he entered the store. She couldn't help but drink him in. At least 6' 2", black, muscular, dark black hair cut very close to the scalp, and deep brown eyes.

Now Darnell was a man, she thought to herself and felt something unexpected surge through her. What was it? Lust?

"Almost time to close. You getting ready?" he asked, leaning his hip on the other edge of the counter.

"Yeah, I guess." She sighed.

"You okay?"

"Just been a long day. Andy keeps looking at my breasts." She stopped, blushing. "I can't believe I said that!" She clapped her hand over her mouth.

Darnell laughed a little. "It's okay. Want me to have a little chat with him?"

"Oh, no. He would be mad and I could lose my job. Even if it's just at an ice cream store, I need the pay."

"Okay, but sexual harassment is nothing to be taken lightly. If he keeps upsetting you, please let me know." He reached over and patted her hand, sending an electric charge pulsing through her, and leaning forward to whisper, "But I have to admit I understand. I can barely keep my eyes off your big tits myself."

Her face reddened and she looked up into his eyes, shocked, but pleased at the same time. "Really?" she whispered back.

"Jenna, if I could stand guard at this store all evening instead of making rounds, I would. You are incredibly sexy." He smiled, but his eyes were dark. He wasn't just teasing her, he meant it.

She felt nervous and wasn't sure what to do. Just then Andy walked out of the back room and announced he had to leave early and she would have to close by herself. "Oh, yeah and I will be off tomorrow evening and Amanda called and quit, damn teenager! So you will be alone tomorrow night. Ok?"

"Great, sounds just great." Sarcasm dripped from her mouth. And to think she had given him a peek at her ass.

"Wonderful! See you in two days." He waved and headed out, leaving her alone with Darnell.

Suddenly, she was nervous again. She had always thought Darnell was nice, but had never really thought about him as sexy, just thought of him as a friend. For some reason tonight, she was intensely aware of his body. But, she told herself, his comment about her tits was probably just a little innocent flirting. She was sure a man like him wouldn't be interested in her. Although, she noticed his hand was still on hers.

"Umm, do you want any ice cream?" she asked, biting at her lip a little.

"Not right now." He smiled and leaned in closer, lowered his voice. "Speaking of ice cream, what flavor do you like, Jenna? Are you a vanilla girl? Or do you prefer chocolate? I'm thinking you might like chocolate." His voice got deep and his fingers traced up her arm, feeling her tremble.

She looked up at him, catching his little double entendre. She licked her lips before answering, telling herself to be brave and play this game with him. "I used to prefer vanilla, but I think I may want to try some chocolate."

"Mmm, interesting. I was just thinking of switching to vanilla." He held her stare for a moment before glancing down to her lips. "Do you think I would like vanilla, Jenna?"

She wet her lips again, felt her nipples harden and nodded, shyly. He smiled again.

"Listen, why don't you get closed down and wait for me. I will be back to walk you to your car. I know you usually walk out with someone and I don't like the idea of you out there alone in the dark."

She just nodded again and watched him leave, thinking how she would love to be alone in the dark with him.

Damn! What the hell was wrong with her today? She was acting like a wanton slut! But, she was having so much fun. She laughed a little to herself and hurriedly finished getting the store ready for shut down. By the time Darnell arrived, she was seated at the table, ready to pull the rolling gate down and lock it up.

"Hey, do you always wear an apron home?" Darnell laughed, pointing at her.

Crap. She had forgotten to take it off and throw it in the laundry basket in back. She took her name tag off first before putting it in her purse and then reached around to untie the sash. His large hands stopped hers, pushing them out of the way and slowly untied the knot. Very slowly. She could feel every small movement he made, brushing against her back several times.

He helped her out of the apron and she decided since she would be the one to open and close tomorrow, that she would just drape it over the chair for now and take care of it when she arrived. She turned around and Darnell let out a low whistle.

"Damn!" He stood appreciating her big titties pushing out against that tight little white t-shirt. They looked big and firm and her nipples were hard, poking out, easily seen even through her lacy bra. He was a tit man, definitely. Loved big tits.

She felt nervous again and bit her lip, unsure what to do.

He pulled his gaze away and helped pull the gate down before reaching for her arm and guiding her out to the parking light. Her car was way out at the end, where there were no other cars so he decided to grab one of the golf carts they used for parking security and drive her out there. They were parked just outside the doors and he had a key.

They climbed in one and he saw her little red shorts ride up as she sat down. As he steered the cart, he placed his right hand on her knee. She inhaled sharply and he took that as permission and let his hand trace up her leg, just to the hem of her shorts. He pulled away and heard her sigh of disappointment. He smiled in the dark.

He had been working up to this since he first laid eyes on her about a month ago. Oh, yeah, he wanted her bad.

They arrived at her car and she clicked the button on her keychain to unlock the door and hopped down from the cart. She opened the door and tossed her purse in before turning back around to wave good-bye and say thanks.

But he was already there. Pinned in between the car and the door. No wiggle room. She gasped as he leaned in and wrapped his huge arms around her, hauling her up to meet his lips. His lips were hard, his tongue pushing at her lips, demanding they open. He took possession of her mouth.

She had never been kissed like this and wasn't sure what to do, but then instinct took over and she felt herself moan deep in her throat, kissing him passionately back and felt her breasts crushed against his steely frame. His badge pinched against her, but she didn't care. She moaned again and he pulled away roughly.

"Stop it!" He demanded harshly. "You keep moaning like that and you will be on your knees in this dark parking lot sucking me off!"

She was surprised at two things: first that she found that image arousing and second that she liked knowing how much she liked turning him on.

He gained control of himself and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Wear your short black mini skirt tomorrow and no bra! Got it?"

She nodded agreement and turned to climb into her car when she felt him slap her ass. She yelped a little, but liked it. She waved and took off and he decided he needed to get the hell to his car so he could jerk-off. His dick was throbbing and rock hard.

He smiled. Damn, he loved breaking in a new white chick. And there was something so sweet and innocent about this one. But he knew she would be his slut. His little white slut. Fuck! And her tits were perfect. He couldn't wait to slide his dick between them! He was going to enjoy being her first black man.