Mona and Luke were best friends ever since they could walk. They attended the same schools, favored the same foods, loved the same genres. So it wasn't that big of a shock that they got married. Mona was a raven haired beauty with brown eyes, her bust was large, but that wasn't what drew Luke to her. They had a mutual liking of sweets.
Luke's hair was blonde and his eyes were brown like hers. Luke favored frozen sweets, like frappes, smoothies, and popsicles. Mona favored baked goods. They were both twenty three and wanted to open a sweet shop. They decided that they should both have what they want.
So they opened a sweets shop, a large one, it not only offered fresh baked goods, but frozen treats like ice cream as well as smoothies, fruit tarts. It took about four people to man the entire shop, two at the register and two to prepare sweets in the back if they weren't there in the glass.
It was night now, both Luke and Mona loved cooking and selling treats, but it had been awhile since one another touched. Luke had his old baseball shirt on and blue jeans turning the sign in front from open to close and locking the front door.
He went into the back of the shop where his wife Mona was shopping up fruit. She wore a lilac shirt and dark denim. He peered over her shoulder.
"What's that for?"
"A banana pie. You know Mrs. Olsen loves these." Mona smiled chopping the banana's in half, the way she made the pie was different, the bananas were pulverized, she added whip cream and nuts, mixed, then froze it.
"I want another pie." Luke smiled sliding his hand under her shirt.
"Luke we have a busy day ahead for tomorrow." Mona told him.
"Then lets prepare tonight." He whispered. Mona blushed at his tone. He pulled her top from over her head, she wore a black lace bra. He ran his fingers over it as she pulled down her pants, her thong stuck closely to her pussy lips.
"Mmm." He rubbed his cock through his pants "I have an idea."
"What would that be?" Mona asked.
