A/N: This oneshot was written from the results of my poll thread! Hope you guys enjoy it! https://twitter.com/90smadchen/status/1152976879428755456?s=21
The bell on the door of Pop's jingled as Alice walked through the door of her favorite Chocklit Shoppe, Pop gave his usual welcoming smile and she headed towards her usual booth.
It wasn't long before FP Jones walked over to her table in his Pop's uniform, "What can I get for you, Alice?," he said as Pop walked passed him.
Once Pop walked away, she glanced around her for anybody who could be listening in, "You at 7 o'clock tonight, my house," she raised an eyebrow as she looked at him.
He smirked and pretended like he was writing it down on his waiter pad, "Where's the man of the house going to be?"
"Hal and Betty are going to a father/daughter dance at the school, so we'll have a few hours to kill," she bit her lip, "And bring your Pop's uniform."
He chuckled, "Really? That does it for you?"
"What? I like a man in uniform," she scoffed before scanning his white uniform, looking at how the sleeves were tight around his muscles. She cleared her throat to break the sexual tension between them, remembering that they were in public, "And I'll have a strawberry milkshake to go."
"Alright that's one sneaky sexy time at 7 tonight and a strawberry milkshake to go, I can make that happen," he winked and walked away to grab her shake.
She giggled and watched him walk away, she was having too much fun sneaking around with FP.
Their secret rendezvous started 2 months ago after Alice had opened up to FP about Charles and her sham of marriage while drunk at their high school reunion. Hal had told her he would show up to the reunion after finishing up a story at the Register, but never showed up. Which meant wine drunk Alice was sobbing in FP's arms about her shitty life. It started with FP driving her home and giving her an innocent kiss, but one kiss was all it took to bring all those old feelings back that never really went away.
From then on, they made plans to see each other any time they were free. It was like they were in high school again, except they weren't sneaking around the school, they were sneaking around their kids and Alice's husband. Alice tried not to think about if what she was doing was morally wrong, which wasn't hard to do when FP was pulling off his shirt from the back in one fell swoop.
It wasn't long before FP came back with her shake, "It's on the house as always", he smiled and handed it to her, their hands touching for a few seconds before Alice pulled them away.
"Don't worry, I'll give you your tip later tonight,'' she winked and walked out of the diner, praying FP was watching her walk out.
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It was 7 pm and Alice was tapping on her wine glass impatiently. A few minutes later she heard a knock on the door, quickly opening it to see FP leaning against the door frame in his Pop's uniform. She smiled, he had listened to her request.
"Look who's late," she raised an eyebrow.
FP looked at his watch, "Five minutes late Alice, were you that antsy to see me?" He smirked.
"Extremely", she pulled him into a passionate kiss with one hand on his cheek and the other moving down his chest.
As they pulled away to catch their breaths, FP noticed the wine glass on the coffee table.
"How many have you had?"
"Two glasses, why?", she gave him a confused look.
"Two drink Alice, nice", he smirked and went in for another kiss but she moved her head back.
