Ice Cream Man (5 page)

They licked the sides and top of the ice cream, then tangled tongues with each other. It felt great. Back and forth they went. Licking ice cream, and kissing each other. The sweet taste of her kiss was arousing Antonio. He could feel his cock pulsating hard against his pants. They smiled, they laughed. It was all good.

He had never had fun with ice cream like this and he figured she hadn’t either. Her body was trembling. Pushing up the sherbet further, he saw it was beginning to soften. What possibly could be happening to the Popsicle and snow cone that lay on the desk?

“We’d better put the others in your freezer. I’ll do it.” He glanced around him. “Where is it, in your sewing room?”

She shook her head no. “I only have one upstairs in my apartment.”

He smiled. Her apartment? He’d love to go upstairs to her apartment to put the ice cream away. What would be more exciting than the up-close and personal conversation that could take place there? Wouldn’t that be nice? “Then where’s the stairway? We need to get these on ice or they will be a melted mess.”

“We have to go outside. The entrance is next to my shop.” She raised her eyebrows. “Keep that push-up under control for a moment while I get my purse.”

Antonio kept licking the sherbet, but it was softening quickly. This was a pretty good first day on the job. Made money, met a woman he’d like to know more about. Plus, it was looking like she wouldn’t mind having him in her apartment for a while. Even better.

Disappearing into the back room, she returned in a flash with her purse. “I’ll be back to turn off the lights later.” She wrinkled up her nose. “We’d better go now. Looks like you need help with that push-up.”

A long drip was running down the side of the cardboard wrapper. Antonio licked it while picking up the other two desserts. Following Janice out of the shop and waiting while she locked it, he was surprised to see her apartment door was literally next-door. She opened the new door, then locked it back up as they ascended the steep stairs. Entering her small apartment, she turned on the living room light, then threw her purse down on the round table in the kitchenette and turned to him.

“Give me those.” She put her hands out to take the other two desserts from Antonio and placed them in the nearby freezer.

Antonio continued to lick the sherbet, but found himself staring at her chest. Her large, rounded breasts would feel pretty good in his cold mouth. He wondered if Janice would enjoy her nipples being there? Wouldn’t he love to rub his tongue over them and see if it would make her shiver?

Janice’s eyebrows rose. “You’re starting to look like I did this morning. Orange sherbet does show on a white shirt, just not as bad as chocolate does. Plus, it will make your facial hair sticky if you don’t watch out. Then I might not want to kiss you again.”

He weighed his words carefully. “We certainly wouldn’t want that to happen.”

She leaned toward him, then moved the push-up away from his face. Looking him in the eyes for a moment, she licked his lips slowly and suggestively. “Do you like that?” She grinned. “I feel like a cat. Meow.”

Antonio parted his lips, ready to kiss. He settled his mouth hot and hungry over hers as he took control. Thrusting his tongue into the warm wetness of hers, he found her meeting him with equal urgency. The ice cream started dripping down the side of his hand, but he didn’t care. All he could think about was Janice and her mouth. They tasted and explored each other with wet, sticky tongues and Antonio started feeling as though he wanted to eat her from the mouth down. Ice cream kisses were definitely flavorful. The best kisses. Although the ice cream was spent, they were far from it.

He broke from the kiss first, wanting to take things further as quickly as possible. Looking around the small apartment, he tried to come up with a plan. The main things in the small space were a full bed, a small living area, kitchenette and bathroom. And clothes? They were everywhere. Wardrobes in every empty spot, clear plastic tubs with stacked clothing inside and whatever else she could put in there. His eyes widened at first, he couldn’t help but grin.

Janice looked up at him. “What?”

“You need a bigger apartment.”

She put her hands on her hips. “Tell me about it.”

He threw the melted orange sherbet push-up into the trash next to the kitchen counter. Taking his time, he looked her over and crossed his arms. “I have an idea that I’m working on, if you’re game.”

“Depends on what it is.”

“Oh, it will be fun and I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. I’m just trying to get the setting straight in my head. I’m big on scenes, with me being an actor and all. Hmm.” He took a finger then rubbed his moustache and goatee. “Do you have a couple of large, warm blankets?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Get them.”

Janice walked over to one of the tubs and pulled off the lid. She dug into the tub and pulled out two big woven blankets from the bottom. One was white, one was mint green. “Are these okay?”

He nodded. “Perfect.” He took them from her and strolled over to the couch. Spreading out the green one first, he threw the white one over it. “The next thing I’m going to do is unbutton your shirt.” His eyebrows rose.

“Oh?” She looked like she was trying not to grin, as he walked back to her.

He put his long fingers on the first button of her blouse and started undoing it. One by one. With each button, more flesh was exposed. Black, rich, mouthwatering flesh. Her breasts were large and full, overflowing the cups of her pink lace bra. Finishing the last button, he pulled the blouse all the way open and stared. “There is a lovely, scenic view from my side. Just so that you have advanced warning, I’ll be taking off your shirt and bra in a few moments.”

Before those few moments even had a chance to pass, Janice had pulled her arms from her shirt. With one fluid movement, she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Tilting her head, she raised her eyes and grinned. “Good?”

He smiled as the sight of her luscious, large breasts assaulted his senses. She had pulled off her clothes faster than he could have done it. The thick dark nipples were becoming stiff from being out in the air. Wouldn’t he love to put his mouth on them and start a hard, delicious suck? “As we say in the business, you’re a natural. Now the skirt, if you please.”

She first kicked off her green high heels. Not hesitating, even for a moment, she unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt, then shimmied out of it. Standing before him the only thing left on her was pink lace panties, bikini and see-through.

“Oh, Janice,” he murmured. He stared at them, then into her drowning pool of dark eyes. “Off.”

As the panties dropped to the floor, the bare pussy remained.

“Mmm. You’re beautiful, Janice. Just like I pictured you’d to be.” He could hardly take his eyes off of her but forced himself to turn to the freezer where he pulled out the snow cone. “I need a bowl.”

“Why?”

“You’ll see.”

“Above you to the right.”

He pulled a small plastic bowl from the cabinet and walked back to her.

She put a fingernail in her mouth and bit down on it. “What are your plans with that, mister?”

“It’s for me to know and for you to find out. Don’t worry. It’ll be fine.” Antonio raised his eyebrows. “Who knows? You might like it.”

She didn’t look so sure. Hesitancy showed on her face.

He ripped the clear plastic wrapper off the frozen snow cone. “In fact, I know you’re going to like this.”

“I’m not certain if I even want to try it. How could you know I’m going to like it?”

Antonio smiled. “You’ll have to trust me on this. Do you think you can?”

She let out a breath. “You’re not going to give me a choice, are you?”

“Nope,” He shook his head. “Since I’m going crazy seeing you naked but not touching you, I ask that you go over to the couch and lie on the green blanket as quickly as possible. Cover yourself up with the white one.”

She looked questionably at him.

“Now,” he commanded firmly. “No more stalling.”

“All right.” Still looking a little hesitant, she lay down on the couch and covered herself up.

“I just want you to be comfortable.” He fell to his knees in front of her and placed the plastic bowl next to him on the floor. The blankets were tucked in around her body to keep her warm.

“What are you going to do?” Her voice sounded a little shaky.

“Shh.” He put two fingers to her soft lips. “Just relax,” he whispered. “Try to enjoy yourself.”

Janice looked into his eyes.

Antonio gave her his best smile. The smile that he had thirty pictures of in his portfolio. The smile that he knew could grace the largest stage on Broadway, or the small screen in someone’s living room, if he were ever given the chance. “Don’t be nervous, Janice. We enjoy being together. It seems a natural time for us to break the ice, so to speak.” He held the snow cone up in the air. “Speak now if you are considering denying me the satisfaction of giving you pleasure. You gave it to me earlier and I’m just trying to reciprocate. We will also get to know each other better during the process.”

“All right,” she answered slowly. “I’m not sure about this, but we’ll see how it goes.”

“Any requests before we get started?”

“Requests?” Janice raised her eyebrows, and glanced at his chest. “Sure, I have a request. I want your shirt off. Immediately!”

“Mine?” He glanced down at his white T-shirt. Why hadn’t he thought of that? Bare skin was always better to look at than clothes.

“Yes.” She tilted her head. “I haven’t seen
your
chest and I’d love to.”

Antonio put the snow cone into the bowl, then pulled the white T-shirt over his head and threw it to the floor. He glanced down at himself, brown nipples and a small amount of hair on his chest, then a trail of dark hair starting from his navel and traveling all the way down beyond the front of his white pants. “Happy?”

She raised her eyes and nodded. “Mmm. Very happy.”

He could feel her eyes studying every inch of his chest. Since he worked out on a regular basis, he hoped she would be pleased with what she saw. He glanced up at a wall clock. As much as he wished he didn’t have to leave, there wasn’t much time left that he could stay here tonight. The ice cream truck needed to get back to Queens before they put out an all-points bulletin for him. An ice cream man going rogue wasn’t good for his first day. He raised his eyebrows. “Ready for some icy games?”

She nodded. “I’m ready now.”

“We’ll just open up the blanket here for a moment.” Antonio pulled the white cover down so he could see the smooth mounds of her round breasts. His eyes fixed on them. “Gorgeous.”

He couldn’t help but touch her now. He had waited long enough. His hands slid over her breasts, massaging the fullness of them, enjoying the silky softness of perfection. She sighed. Shivers of excitement went through his body and his cock throbbed.

Not letting his hands leave her breasts, he opened his mouth and took a big bite of the snow cone. Leaning over to her face, he nuzzled her soft lips until she opened them. He pushed the pieces of the ice into hers with his warm tongue. As their tongues intertwined, they exchanged the tiny bits back and forth until they were melted. He ran his cool tongue over her cheeks, up the side of her face to her forehead and down again to her mouth. His tongue slid inside again for a quick kiss. She moaned, but it was time to move on.

“Imagine, dear Janice,” he whispered into her ear, “the way ice will feel against your warm, naked skin.”

She closed her eyes. “I know it will feel cold, but I can’t help but think I’m going to like it now.”

He smiled. She was finally on board. Now he could move on to the front of her body. Taking another large bite of ice from the snow cone, he opened his lips just a little and slipped them down the middle of her breasts. Some of the ice melted on contact and the water left a thin, glistening trail down her chest. Janice shivered, but kept her eyes closed.

Concentrating on her nipples, he ran the ice across each of the ample wonders. They immediately hardened and he heard a whimper escape her lips. She arched her back and her breasts rose higher. Her breasts were too big to curl his hand around, so he gently squeezed them. Teasing a large brown nipple with his cold tongue, he pulled it deep into his warm mouth and sucked. Janice moaned with pleasure. Not wanting to play favorites, he moved to her other breast and gave it equal attention. He rubbed each hard nipple with his fingers, lightly pinching each one. Back and forth. Sucking, touching, and kissing each in turn. The warm, comfortable pleasure he felt with Janice was unlike he had felt in ages.

“Your mouth feels good on me, Antonio,” she breathed out.

He looked to her face. “Are you too cold?”

“Just a little.” She let out a breath.

Antonio moved the white blanket around so that it left only her torso exposed. Legs and feet were covered along with her arms and shoulders, leaving exposed those bountiful breasts, and the pussy that he longed to open and touch with his mouth, his lips, his tongue and his cock. “Better?”

“Yeah,” she breathed out.

Grabbing another bite of ice, he rubbed it across her stomach with his mouth and let a few bits drop into her navel. He kissed along her hipbones with cold lips and tongue, slowly, slowly. He pulled her closest leg wide open with his hand until her leg and foot rested on the floor. The excitement was building. One more mouthful of ice would be all that was needed. This was a good thing because the ice was melting and the paper holder was getting soft. He couldn’t help but smile. Quite unlike his cock that seemed to be getting harder, as he stared at her open, pink pussy in front of him.