The Chocolate Cake
The Chocolate Cake
She was looking at herself in the mirror. Her dark brown, almost black hair was falling up to her shoulder, her eyes were dark brown with yellow swirling through them, her oval face had a short nose and small lips. She was a woman that took care of herself, always using the appropriate cream, avoiding the sun, and exercising three times a week. She would often be mistaken as her teenage daughter’s older sister. But this is how she was raised, to be beautiful and smart. She took the last look at her pencil skirt and dark red blouse. Her style was modest but it was sometimes hard to hide what nature gave her in abundance, a bust which often left men forgetting she had a face, too.
It was very important for Lana that she looks good today. She was back to work for the first time after her divorce and her young boss already let her know she needs her at the top level as an important meeting will take place in their office. Lana was an office manager in the department of a big pharma company. She was the support and backbone of the department. Everyone knew she was the person to go to, for a kind word or organizational problem.
Alright, showtime. She left the lady’s room on the ground floor and took the elevator to the department’s floor. Along the hallways people would greet her and welcome her back. Their words gave her additional boost as she was nearing her office.
“Lana, finally!”
The voice made her stop in front of her door. Rada, her boss, was coming her way.
“Ms. Rada, what can I do for you?”
“Is everything ready?”
“Yes, it is. Bernie went through the checklist and I will make an inspection once more before the guests arrive.”
“Thanks. You’re the best. Come tomorrow morning to my office, I have some tasks I want to discuss with you. Today I’m swamped with the meetings.”
“I will. Good luck today.”
“Thanks, but I don’t need it.” - Rada waved as she passed Lana.
Lana waited for the guests to arrive. They were their business partners who were invited to discuss their new potential joint project.
A man in his late 40s exited the elevator, followed by 2 women in business dresses.
“Mr. Horn, Ms. Muller, Ms. Kolak, welcome!”
“Lana, it’s been too long. You’re splendid as ever.” - Their handshake lasted a bit too long.
“Thank you, Mr. Horn. Please follow me.” - She gave him a polite smile.
Lana led them to the conference room where the meeting will be held.
“Ms. Rada, our guests have arrived.”
“Thank you, Lana. Welcome, Paul!”
Lana needed some coffee to wash out the bitter taste in her mouth. Mr. Horn had such an effect on her. LIttle kitchenette was her favorite place in the department.
Coffee machine was humming as Lana was waiting for it to make her coffee. A shadow loomed over her. Only one man could overshadow her. Lana excitedly turned around to meet an unfamiliar pair of dark grey eyes.
“Oh!”
“You expected someone else.”
“I have. Are you lost? Are you visiting your mom or dad?”
The young man laughed.
“No, not at all. I’m new here. I’m older than you think... I’m working on the different floor but they didn’t have a good coffee there”
“Oh, you’re in a good place. We have the best coffee. I made sure of it.”
“I’d love to try it. What else do you offer?” - She cocked her head. Is he flirting with me?
“On your floor?”
“Oh, we also have a pool and gaming area. If you haven’t had a tour, I can show you around.”
“Maybe I should ask for my desk to be moved here and I accept your offer for the tour.”
“Sonny, maybe in ten, twenty years if you get to have your name on the door, you could make such a request.”
He leaned on the door frame, giving her a cocky smile. - “If you say so, mommy.”
Lana choked on her saliva, making her cough.
“I’ll call you for that tour.” - He took the coffee and left the kitchenette.
How? We never exchanged our names.
“Hey, Lana! What’s wrong?” - Bernie was standing next to her desk as she was mulling over the incident in the kitchenette.
“Do we or other departments have new interns?”
“No. We’re not taking any currently.”
“Then juniors?”
“Yeah, several, some middle positions and seniors also.” - Bernie tapped his cheek. - “The rumor is we got this wunderkind from our competitors. One of the lab rats who could make us millions.”
“Thanks, Bernie. If any of them need some help, give them my number.”
“You’re the good spirit of this company.”
Lana laughed. - “Just doing my job, I know how hard it is to start a new page in your life.”
Bernie gave her a concerned look. - “You ok?”
“Yeah, I’m free and loaded. Why wouldn’t I be?” - Her fake smile plastered on her face.
“Awesome. I have to go. See you later.” - Bernie left her office.
He’s probably one of the juniors. Not a senior nor a wunderkind. All our scientists are scrawny or fat. And not cheeky and hot. What the hell? Drop that thought. He’s waaay to young for me.
Her first day back was prolonged in long afternoon hours. It was past six p.m. and the letters on the screen started to dance in front of her eyes. She yawned. It was time to call it a day. The landline phone on her desk rang. Odd.
“Hello, mrs. Matik speaking.”
“Hello, mrs. Matik. We met today, you made me a coffee and promised me a personal tour.”
Lana swallowed, her heart rhythm raising. - “Yes, yes, we have. But it must have been a misunderstanding… It’s an official tour for juniors. Not a personal one.”
He chuckled. - “Do you have time now?”
“Now? Now? Uh, I’m already done for the day.”
“I doubt it will take you long.”
She choked for the second time in the day.
“Alright, I’ll be there in five.”
“Wait!” - The signal was lost before she could finish her sentence.
She got up from her seat and started walking around the office. Shit, what should I do?
A knock on the door made her jump in her spot. He was standing at the door. His appearance has changed, he was wearing a jacket over his shirt, giving him a more business look. Certainly not a lab rat!?
“Oh, hi! We haven’t been introduced. I’m Lana Matik.” - She straightened up, giving him her business smile.
“Leo Decko.” - His face lost its playfulness and mimicked her business attitude.
He turned sideways, motioning for her to lead the way out of the office.
The high heels clicked on the floor, dominating the silence of the empty office. Her pencil skirt was tightly fit around her body, hypnotizing him as she walked. His impeccable concentration was challenged by the sight in front of him.
“...and here is the pool room I mentioned this morning.”
They entered a big room with a big glass wall giving a beautiful overview of the city. The central piece in the room was a pool. An open archway was leading to the next room with arcade games, nintendos and playstations.
“Youngsters love to come here to relax, during the day or after work.”
Leo circled around the room. It was a spacious room with a minimalistic interior. It was a good representation of the company’s wealth and prosperity.
“I like our kitchen better.”
“Our?”
“The one where we met. It’s cosy and intimate…”
“It is a good kitchen. - Her business face cracked for a second. - ”Well, this is the end of the tour.”
The big raindrops were knocking on the glass wall. The light rain that started while they were on the tour was now a downpour.
“How will you get home?”
“I’ll get a taxi. I usually take a stroll but these shoes weren’t made for rain.”
He walked her back for Lana to take her jacket and purse.
“I’ll give you a lift.”
“No need, really.” - She took out her phone to call the taxi, but his hand covered her phone.
“I insist. You stayed longer for me and got caught in the rain. This is the least I can do.”
She paused to look at him. His stance was honest, he wasn’t teasing her or making it sexual.
“Thank you.”
The ride in the elevator to the garage passed in silence. He didn’t want to push her any harder than he already did today. The closeness to her had a soothing and exciting effect on him at the same time. The warm smile he got from her in the morning was the best thing that happened to him since he joined the company two weeks ago. The superstitious girls were a boring drama in his eyes. For others, as Rada, he was a potential trophy in their bed or a possible ladder climber. Rada was smart and beautiful but the vibe he got from her was that she wanted the cold power of a power couple they could form and he was looking for the warmth of homemade cookies. This job was a great opportunity for him but it could be groundbreaking in more ways than he originally expected it.
He led her to his car. It was a part of the company’s signing bonus. He carefully watched her as her demeanor changed at the sight of the car. He knew she didn’t expect for him to have a car which cost more than a 3-bedroom apartment.
“Is this yours?”
“Not just this. I have more to offer.” - He bit his tongue as the words left his mouth.
The awe on her face was replaced by harder features. - “Are you trying to buy me?”
“No..” - She cut in on his sentence.
“No, it’s a rhetorical question. I’m here only for the ride home.”
He nodded - “Please, take a seat.” - and opened the door for her.
“Thank you.”
She sagged in the leather seat. The door opposite to her opened and Leo sat next to her. He was only in his shirt. He put his jacket on the back seat. He rolled up his sleeves up to the elbow. The shirt has kept hidden his muscled arms, but now they were on full display. The veins made an intricate pattern along his arms, giving off strength and making her stare.
“Where to?”
His voice took her out of trance. She looked up, he had a smug look on his face. She blushed and recomposed herself.
“Go down the street and on the 3rd traffic light turn right. That’s my street.
The engine started and they left the garage. She stole a glance towards him, trying to not get caught. Shadows and light of passing cars danced on his face. He was in his 20s but there was a certain determination in his persona. He wasn’t acting as other interns or juniors. He was more mature and collected. But he still had the softness of youth. The wavy brown hair was playfully surrounding his square face, softening his hard features, high cheekbones and long nose. He wasn’t the sexiest man she has ever met but the confidence he emitted around him was something she was drawn to.
“What?” - He asked, giving her a quick glance and moving his attention back on the street.
“I have a niece, probably your age. You seem like a nice young man. I could introduce you.”
A smile danced on his face. - “So you approve of me?”
“I do. And she’s a beautiful young lady.”
“I’m sure she is but unfortunately I recently met someone I like so I’m not interested in your offer.”
“Oh. That’s too bad. You’d make a lovely couple.” - Lana looked out of the window and pointed in the direction of her building. - “You can stop there.”
Leo pulled over on the street.
“Thank you for the drive.”
“Thank you for the tour. I’m busy this week but I’ll try to visit you when I can.”
“What? Uh? No need for that. I do that for every new employee.”
“Are you saying you didn’t enjoy my company?” - He gave her a cocky grin.
She looked him in the eye with a smile. - “I did, as a colleague. After all, anything else would be unprofessional behavior.”
“Of course, we wouldn’t want to be naughty.”
She leaned into his personal space. - “No we wouldn’t.” - She laughed and got out of his car. The feeling was superb. Such banter was out of reach for her for years. But now, she was free and ready to have some fun. Just not with this boy.
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The week was hectic and Leo was working long hours to meet the deadlines. He was going through the numbers when the phone on his desk rang.
“Hello?”
“Mrs. Matik speaking. Leo?”
“Oh, hey! Yes, it’s me.”
“We have a Sweet Friday today. Some of us brought cakes, brownies and other pastries. We’re meeting around 5 p.m. in the gaming room. I thought it’d be good for you to come and meet others.”
“Can I try your cake?”
“Uh, my cake? Yes, I baked a chocolate one... Of course, of course.”
“Ok, then I’ll be there.”
He had been half an hour late when he joined the party in the gaming room. The party was in the full swing. People were milling around the room, chatting and eating pastries. Lana was standing next to a big table with cakes, distributing the sweets. She was in a good mood and when she saw him, she waved for him to come over. He battled through the crowd. Giggles and whispers followed him but he paid no mind to the girls. His eyes were on the woman in the room.
“I’m glad you could make it.” - She handed him down one of the pastries.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world. Your cake?”
“No, mine went first. But this one is also very good.”
He frowned at the cake in his hand. She giggled at his reaction. - “Is it that important that it’s my cake, sonny?”
He set the cake on the table. - “I only eat cakes made by my mommy.”
Her face turned into a tomato red color. - “Hmm, I did save you a piece. But I’m not sure if I should give it to you or not…”
“Leo!” - A girl’s voice called him. He turned in the voice’s direction to see Rada coming towards him. - “I’m glad you could make it.”
“You knew that I’m coming?”
“Yeah, I asked Lana to call you. Didn’t she tell you?”
“Ah, yeah, I forgot. Do you need me for something specifically?”
“Yeah, I’d love to go through the last report you sent us.” - She stepped closer to him, grabbing his upper arm to point him where she wanted them to go. He didn’t budge.
“I thought this was a free time to mingle and meet new colleagues?”
“Oh, yeah. I can introduce you to other big shots in the company.” - She lowered her voice.
“That won’t be necessary, Lana…” - He turned towards Lana and found an empty space instead. He returned his attention to Rada. - “I’m sorry, we can go over the report on Monday. I just realized I have somewhere else to be. Excuse me.”
Rada watched him leave the party. - “Well, that was rude.”
“Is everything ok?” - He found her in the kitchenette, sitting on a high stool with her eyes closed. She peaked an eye open and then closed it down.
“Just a long week and I wanted to get a little break.”
He sat on the stool next to her, mimicking her position, his eyes closed. - “We could skip the party.”
“I don’t want to go home, yet. My kids are this weekend at their dad’s place.”
“I have another place in mind, if you feel adventurous.”
She straightened herself. - “An adventure? Yeah, I want to go on an adventure. Let me just get one thing from the fridge.”
“Is it my cake?”
“Maybe. I’ll show what it is after our adventure.”
His car stopped in front of the highest tower in the city. It was a building with exclusive access.
“Will they really let us in?”
“Yes, no problem.”
“Good evening, Mr. Decko.” - the doorman greeted them.
“Good evening, Mr. Porto.”
They got out on the 107th floor. They were almost at the top.
“My apartment has a good view, but I prefer the other side. Unfortunately, it’s impossible to get an apartment with that view.”
“So what now?”
“Now comes the adventurous part.”
He led her to the maintenance door. - “Cover me.” - He got on his knees to pick up the lock.
“Bingo.” - Lana chuckled at the absurdity of the situation. She was a woman of good reputation, recently divorced, now going on an adventure with a guy half her age who thinks picking locks to get access to a terrace on the 107th floor is a good idea.
“I’ve gone mad.” - She muttered to herself.
Leo took Lana’s hand and led her outside. The sun was setting on the horizon. She shivered at the winds circling around the tower. A two big hands moved up and down her arms in an attempt to warm her. She tensed under his touch but then relaxed as he didn’t make any move that would make her uncomfortable. It seemed like a friendly gesture.
“Come.” - He led her around the corner. The view of mountains and the river opened before them. The sun was setting left of them, giving the soft touch to the scene.
She shivered as the wind chilled her bones. She was grateful that she wore pants today.
The strong arms encircled her and she looked up to meet the dark grey eyes.
“Do you like the view?”
“Yes, it’s beautiful.”
He pulled her closer to him. She unconsciously sought the warmth of his chest. She molded into him and a sense of content spread through him.
They watched as the sun set and the stars lifted in the sky. The city was lit by the thousand lights of homes, restaurants and stores. The chilly air was now becoming cold, turning her cheeks into a lovely pink color.
“Let’s warm ourselves.” - He offered and she nodded.
Leo unlocked one of the four apartments on the 107th floor. They went straight for the kitchen to make a warm drink.
“Do you have cocoa?”
“Yeah, I’ll get it.” - He moved to one of the kitchen closets and she went to the fridge for the milk.
“It’s like you’ve already been here.”
She smiled at his words. - “Obviously the milk will be in the fridge.”
“Obviously.” - He smiled back and gave her cocoa. She warmed the milk and made hot cocoa. She handed him the cup. - “Here, sonny.”
He smiled and swallowed a sip. - “Never tasted better, mommy.”
“Why do you call me that?”
“If I’m a sonny, then you must be a mommy.”
“But, mommy isn’t really used as an endearment.”
“True but it suits you. You’re warm and kind. And you take care of me.”
“What about the terrace?”
“What about it?”
“That’s not how you hug your mother.”
“You’re not my mother, you’re my mommy.”
“There is a difference?”
“Do you want me to show you?”
They were both standing next to kitchen island, holding their cups. She was looking at him over her cup, pondering what to answer.
“I’m not sure what I’m getting myself into.” - She half-whispered.
“It wouldn’t be an adventure if you knew, would it?” - He put his cup away.
Her hand trembled as he gently took the cup out of her hand. His thumb slides over her lower lip, pulling it down and letting him touch her teeth. She opened her mouth, giving his thumb an access. She bit him on the thumb, stopping him from going deep into her mouth.
“As far as you wish, mommy. I’m a good boy.”
She took the thumb out of her mouth. - “What happens in the apartment, stays in the apartment.”
“Yes, mommy.” - He nodded.
Lana lifted herself on the toes, laying a kiss on his lips. She tasted like cocoa, making him more hungry for her. The gentle kiss deepened as he was exploring every piece of her mouth. He wanted to be connected with every part of her. Leo grabbed her hips, lifting her up on the island. She opened her legs to let him in between. Her eyes widened as she felt his hardon. He frictioned himself over their clothes, his only mission to be surrounded by her. He kissed her again, producing a moan out of her.
Her fingers were demanding for his shirt to go off. She wanted to see what the rest of the shirt was hiding from her. She deftly unbuttoned the upper buttons, displaying his broad chest. His fingers were unbuttoning from down up.
“Mommy wants to play.”
She opened her eyes to look at him. The desire danced in his eyes.
“Then be a good boy and get us to bed.”
His strong arms held her buttocks as she straddled him. Her fingers combed through his beard, making him smile. “You’re tickling me.”
“I know.” - She leaned in to kiss Adam’s apple but missed the spot as she fell on her back. She was lying on dark grey sheets, perfectly matching his eye color. The room was half-dark. He stalked towards her as she was trying to get rid of her shoes. He took her revelied heel and gently bit through the sock. She was marveling at the sight in front of her. He was broad, muscled but lean. His skin was inviting her to caress, pinch and bite. She eyed the hair on his chest leading to heaven itself. Her fingers sneaked into her blouse, searching for the sensitive nipples.
“Mommy, may I do that?”
“No, take your pants and shoes off.”
He was now in his boxer, slowly advancing towards her.
“I did as I was told. May I, now?”
“I’m hot, too hot. Will you help me?”
His head dived into her blouse, following the hand playing with the breast. She took out her hand and started working on the buttons. He sucked hard on the beauty in front of his nose. She half-screamed at the sudden intense feeling from her chest. She dipped her hands in his hair tugging on the strands. He looked at her with a question in his eyes.
“Bad, bad boy.”
“May I apologize?”
“You may and don’t disappoint me.”
His tongue was back on her tit, but now gently caressing the skin. She let go of his hair and started to unbutton her pants. He pushed her butt up, helping her to pull the pants off.
She was now in her bra, panties and socks. He couldn’t wait to plunge himself in the warmth of his mommy. He lowered himself on her body, he loved how he covered her completely.
The dance of kisses and bites continued as they grinded on each other. She was completely spread under him, his dick nudging her through the lingerie. He grunted at how she felt under him.
She took his hand, guiding him to the hem of the panties. He pulled them off. His long fingers found her soaked labia.
“Look at me, mommy.”
She moaned as his finger plummeted in her core. She was wet and wanton. He groaned at her wetness. If she was feeling this good on his finger, he couldn’t wait to get her around his cock.
He found the steady rhythm she liked, his other hand taking off his boxers. She grabbed his hard cock, pulling it towards her pussy in need.
He steadied her hips, their eyes connected as he plunged into her. A breathless scream left her lips and he groaned as she wrapped herself around his throbbing cock.
He was finally at home.
“Move!” - She spanked him on the butt.
“Yes, mommy.”
The strokes were spreading her tight pussy, making her moan louder. He was painfully hard, his balls begging for the release.
“Not yet. Hold on, sonny.”
He pulled her knees up to her chest, slowing down the rhythm to let himself gain more control over his own actions. He plummeted back in, going deeper than before. He sped up as her moans became more intense, her pussy clenched around him, seizing his cock as it was a lifeline.
“Come to mommy.”
His own release exploded in her, soaking her with his seed.
They were both out of breath. He was lazily going in and out of her, enjoying the feeling of being home. She cupped his face, tugging him closer to kiss him. He moaned as their tongues once again swirled together. A smile spread across her face, she loved how he was into her.
“What?”
“I just remembered I have something for you.”
“The cake?”
“Maybe.” - She winked at him and gently pushed him off.
She left the room to get her bag. Her perfect ass was fully on display and making him hard again.
“Close your eyes.” She was back, holding her purse.
She sat next to him on the bed and started searching through her bag.
“Alright, you can open your eyes.”
She was leaning on her elbows, a chocolate cream was spread over her tits and pieces of biscuits were sprinkled until her navel.
“Want to try my chocolate cake?”
“Yes, mommy.”
He started clearing her skin, from the navel up. The cake was much darker than her golden tan skin, giving it a tasty contrast. He arrived at her tits and hungrily devoured the chocolate cream covered tit. Her fingers found his hair, steering him in the direction she preferred. His hard cock was poking her lower region. She moved her position, giving him access to her pussy. He groaned as he slided in. The cream was gone and he started thrusting hard into her.
“More.” - She demanded.
The pressure in her built up once more. She wanted that release, she wanted him in exactly one spot.
“Sonny, flip.”
She was up and riding him hard. She was impaling herself on him, making him groan in pleasure. Her inner muscles gripped his cock.
“Mommy, mommy…” - he begged.
She kept her pace. - “Come, sonny.”
Leo’s whole body shook from the orgasm, his body dipping into the mattress. Her face contorted as her own release spread through her body. Lana was spent. She gently got off his cock and laid next to him.
“So how was my chocolate cake?
“Perfect, as I knew it would be.”
“And you better eat only my cake.”
He kissed her to confirm her words.
Lana expected him to fall asleep but she found him waiting for her when she stepped out of the bathroom. She took a shower and prepared to go home.
He was dressed in a casual outfit, jeans and polo shirt.
“I’ll take you home.”
“I can take the cab.”
“No, I insist.”
“Alright, I’m ready to go.”
They were both quiet in the car. He was concentrating on the traffic and she was watching the passersby. He offered her to stay at his place but she insisted that she had to get home.
“Are you mad?” - She asked him after minutes spent in silence.
“No. And don’t worry. What happens in the apartment, stays in the apartment.”- He squeezed her hand in insurance.”
“Thank you. I’ve never done this.”
He pulled over in front of his building and turned to her. - “There can be a second time. I’ll leave the choice to you.”
She nodded and kissed him on the cheek. - “Good night.”
