It was a kitschy place done up like an old-fashioned soda shop. While hovering over the remains of her strawberry soda she stared at her new favorite person; drop dead gorgeous Alan. He had started working at the place a few weeks before and Zoe couldn’t get enough of his six-two, dark haired, sexy self. The man in question walked over to the ice cream freezer and with his left hand he grabbed a handful of vanilla ice cream. Zoe stared as he slowly turned around undoing the buttons of his white collared shirt with the other hand. Once his cut chest was exposed he began rubbing the ice cream all over it swirling the melted desert around his hardening nipples. He grabbed a can of whipped cream, shook it, then popped the top off before spraying small mounds over the small nubs. Zoe gulped and looked down to see him shove the remainder of the ice cream down his pants. The melted remains oozing around the zipper. Swallowing hard her eyes didn’t leave the show as he walked towards her dropping the can of whipped cream.
