Note: This is a story triggered by "Pretty please with chocolate covered Peters on top" and the frequent mentions of the town of Hershey. Contains some sexual suggestions but no sexscenes.

Chocolate, Yum!

by Maria Wiberg

"No, no, no! I do not want to go to Hershey!" Peter protested wildly when Jordan suggested it as their holiday destination.

"But Honey! Its a wonderful little town!" Jordan countered.

"Whats wrong with Bermuda, Hawaii or Miami Beach?"

"Nothing really," Jordan agreed as she continued her convincing campaign. "Its just that I found this little pension…"

Her eyes glimmered with laughter and a spark of something else that Peter had not seen in a while. He could not but wonder what she had in mind. A part of him gave in to her suggestion in that moment.

"Okay, so what’s so special with this pension?"

"Well, I was hoping I’d save that as a surprise when we got there."

"Now you’re getting me curious. You’re actually expecting me to wait until next week to find out? You know me, now I’ll have to find out.," Peter laughed and showed for the firs time that he was actually considering it.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jordan saluted, knowing she had him hooked.

~~~

"Kermit, you gotta help me out here!" Peter begged as he entered his friend’s office.

"Anyting, Peter." Kermit offered as he turned his attention from his computer screen to his young friend.

"Its Jordan, she’s taking me to Hershey next week. And she will absolutely NOT tell me why we’re going to that particular destination. Could you help me find out what’s so special about Hershey?"

Kermit smiled. A broad smile that told Peter that Kermit knew exactly what Jordan had in mind. "Sorry my friend, that I cannot tell you". He answered and turned his attention back to his computer again.

Peter knew very well the discussion was over. Puzzled he turned and left Kermit’s office.

"Bring me back some chocolate, will you!" Kermit asked without turning or looking at his retreating friend. He knew exactly what Peter would be doing and he giggled to himself as he remembered his own visit to the small town. Karen had been just as curious as Peter was now.

~~~

Peter and Jordan had a blissfully uneventful drive to Hershey. Playing their favorite music on the stereo and sometimes even singing along. Jordan bursting with anticipation and playfulness as she got closer to their target.

Peter still didn’t know the secret, he’d given up trying to find out. When he’d realized the frog was in on it.

The smell that met them when they stepped out of the car was unmistakable, chocolate. Peter looked at the small country house. It looked very picturesque, but the image was somewhat destroyed by the fact that it was located in the very shadow of the large chocolate factory.

It seemed Jordan couldn’t get inside and to their room fast enough now that they were actually there. She almost made him leave the bags in the car for later. Almost, he just couldn’t allow her the satisfaction. He calmly tagged along as she almost dragged him inside.

Peter looked slightly disappointed when he pulled the heavy drapes off the window in their second floor room. Out the window he saw only the brick wall of the chocolate factory. The large bed looked inviting enough though. He threw himself on it as Jordan raced for the bathroom. He almost jumped out of it again as he realized it was covered in plastic under the thin cover. "What the.." he spoke out aloud as he rose with an even more suspicious look on his face. He pulled the cover off the bed and found all bedclothes was covered in plastic.

"Peter, honey", came a low and husky voice from behind him in the door to the bathroom.

He turned to see his girlfriend already undressed, standing in a very inviting position.

"Get out of those clothes honey!" she pleaded as she retreated into the bathroom. "We need a bath".

That sight turned Peter’s mind to jelly, he quickly did as he was told. Questions gone.

As he entered the surprisingly spacious bathroom Jordan was standing by the drape covering the bathtub in the corner. She had turned off the light and only two candles lit the room. The smell of chocolate enclosed him, and in the back of his mind he wondered if they had soap smelling like that too.

"Come here lover", she invited him came closer.

He was just about to touch and kiss her when she twisted him around and made him tumble into the partially hidden tub. The content was comfortably warm and he knew immediately that this wasn’t water at all…