Let's go to the candy store

You grin at Emily and stroke her hair out of her face. She looks up at you, questionig, but smiling. "You've been giving me a treat all day. The least I can do is get you to the candy store." Emily looks at you and smiles.

"What treat?" she asks, and she asks with such curisoity on her face that you lean in to kiss her. Your hand gently tugs at the lapel on her right side, toward the window of the shop and she groans into your mouth. You fight the urge to take it further, but when you pull away, you see Emily glance down at her nearly exposed right breast. She gives an embarrassed grin as you pull away, and you let her adjust the shirt unmolested. As you make your way to the door, you do notice her slide the shirt up a bit, but it opens a bit more as she does so. As you follow her into the store, you push a great deal of lust to the side, hearing her reaction.

"It's amazing!" she breathes. "Oh, John, I wish I could tell you all the cool stories. Do they still have it?" It is easily the most animated you've seen Emily, and you follow her as she nearly jogs to the stacks of "get-your-own" candy. As she walks away from you, you hope she find what she's looking for. Your eyes flash back to the Italian restuarnat, and you find yourself for the first time in a while looking forward to candy. As Emily sorts through the stacks of candy, she gives out a squeal of delight. You'd poke fun at her for it, but you did the same thing when you found a used special edition of your favorite movie. Instead, you watch her fill up her little bag of strange dark green candies. "They taste like chocolate and mint, and I love them," she says. "And I'd be forever grateful to the boy who bought them for me as a gift. Very grateful," she says, and that cute young innocence that was there is gone. Instead, the woman who has been seducing you the whole trip now stands before you. "These are the second-best things I've ever had in my mouth," Emily whispers. "And they were the first until so very recently," she adds. "Can I please have some?"

You think for a moment that she didn't even need to add the last part, but then you realize she probably knew that already. She glances up at you and runs her tongue over her bottom lip and gives you a pouty look. You glance at her shirt, loving how it hides most of her breast now, just giving you the most enticing tease. You feel your cock stiffen and nod. "Of course," you respond. Emily sees your eyes lingering on her braless breast. She pulls the shirt down, letting more of her tit come into your view.

"Thank you," she whispers, leaning in to kiss you. "I really appreciate it. They are my favorite candies, and I love having them melt in my mouth. And just to make your mind go totally nuts, remember that as a food writer, I like to... mix flavors." She kisses you again. She hands you about a pound of the little candies, and she gently keeps her hand on your waist as you pay for them. The transaction goes smoothly, and despite her earlier seductive promises, there is genuine glee as she takes the candy from you.

"Did you want one?" she asks as she pops the firts into her mouth. She makes a throaty moan as she tastes the candy. "They are so good." You nod and laugh, and take the candy. The nearest flavor you can compare it with is mint chocolate chip ice cream, but the chocolate comes first. Maybe more like a cookie. You have to admit to yourself that you are impressed.

"Amazing," you tell her. She grins, excited that you enjoy it. You both walk out of the store, and looks at her watch. "We have about two hours before we have to think about meeting the others."

"What about the music?" you ask, and Emily holds up the magazine. "The best bands are in here, and there's one I've been hearing about for years from my little brother, Tim. They're playing tonight, so we've found the best band. Oh. I almost forgot." Emily pulls out her phone, and sends a quick text to Beth. She shows it to you. "John is being such a gentleman! He helped me plan out our schedule, and we've found both a great periodical, and what is the next big thing! Oh. We totally won!" You grin at her and she pushes send before popping another of her candies into her mouth. She grins widely and hears the tell-tale "bing" of a message.

"I'm glad he's behaving well. I know he's good looking, but don't let him get away with any inappropriate behavior. And yeah. You won. We've had some trouble tracking down good restaurants. If only there was someone who knew the town..." and Beth ends it with an emoji that's sticking its tongue out. "You two get to pick the entertainment. I really wouldn't mind seeing the band, though." Emily rolls her eyes.

"Huh. Looks like the boss wants to see the band," she says, rolling her eyes. "But I did try to soften the blow with her." She grins at you hopefully. You lean in and kiss her. She's smiling, her eyes sparkling with hope and you murmur into her ear.

"Thank you." Emily sighs as she feels your breath on her ear, and your right hand rests above her waist. You can hear her breath quicken in response. "I know I shouldn't," you tell her.

"You shouldn't," she agrees. You glance around and notice no one is on the street, and also that Emily has done nothing to slow your advance.