At the bakery

I suddenly feel a little hungry as I catch the delicious smell of fresh morning croissants. I walk into a lovely bakery, run by a charming blonde baker, wearing nothing but an apron to hide her large breasts and the big white nappy she’s wearing underneath, covered in flour. In front of me are two women queuing. Whilst I’m waiting my turn, I can’t help but look at the one right in front of me, who’s wearing a skirt short enough for me to make out the big white bulge underneath, which gives her an adorable little rounded bum. I’ve got just one urge: to grab it with both hands, but I hold back.

So when it’s my turn, I order a croissant from her, which the baker brings over to me. It’s only then that I realise I don’t have any money to pay, and I feel silly for having left without my wallet, as I’d been overcome by a strange sense of confidence and it hadn’t occurred to me earlier. Realising this, the baker says to me:

"Don’t worry, sweetheart. To repay me for that croissant, you could give me a sweet kiss instead."

I’m panicking because, even though this is exactly what I’ve always fantasised about, I never expected to find myself in this situation. I start to babble. But the pretty blonde looks at me with eyes full of compassion and tenderness, and I realise there’s no risk at all. So I move slowly towards her, not quite sure what to do; she closes her eyes, inviting me. I gently press my lips against hers and we share a tender kiss, but soon I sense a hunger between us and the kiss becomes passionate. She begins to use her tongue to explore my mouth, to explore every nook and cranny and to play with my own tongue. I don’t dare do anything more than kiss passionately.

After that, a little bell rings as another customer enters the bakery. The baker stops kissing with a slightly embarrassed look, which is actually very cute. She now has to attend to this new customer, so she says to me: "Have a nice day, sweetie, come and see me again!"

I come out of the bakery, still trembling with excitement at that marvellous scene, and quietly eat my croissant.