A Quick Trip to the Store

A Quick Trip to the Store A Quick Trip to the Store

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

He forget to stop at the store and what he finds there will keep him smiling for a while.

Summary

He forget to stop at the store and what he finds there will keep him smiling for a while.

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Submitted: December 20, 2015

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Submitted: December 20, 2015

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“Stupid food days” he thought as he walked into a nearby Target to grab some items since he’d forgotten once again to get something.  The morning had already been a disaster and his tie was pulled away from his collar and it wasn’t even 10 AM.  As his mind raced for a solution to the problem that had arisen that morning, he zoomed into the pastry aisle.  He nearly ran into the grocery cart that was parked there because the woman that was bent over was one of the sexiest women he’d ever seen. 

Just from his first glance he saw that everything about her exuded money, class and sensuality.  A black pencil skirt was currently molded to her ass, a light pink blouse that was sheer enough that he was already wondering what her bra looked like and then the added delight of stockings.  He somehow knew they were stockings and not despised pantyhose and as his body started to respond to this visual delight, she glanced over at him and with one glance dismissed him.  It didn’t surprise him because her entire outfit including her seemingly brand new 4 inch heels probably cost close to a thousand dollars and the huge diamond on her finger confirmed that she was married and they had money oozing out of their pores.

The look that she’d given him both amused and offended him, but he didn’t have time for this anyway.  He continued to glance over at her as he absentmindedly tossed items in his basket.  She seemed to be spending way more time checking out bread on a low shelf so he leered at that ass; noting the garter straps running over her each ass cheek and he imagined how the little scrap of nylon covering her pussy was getting wet from his admiring gaze. 

She caught him looking again, straightened up as she smoothed her skirt down as she looked at him with contempt.  She had a sneer on her pretty face as she snorted, “Didn’t your mom tell you it’s not polite to stare?” 

He laughed and let his eyes brazenly take in the sweet curve of her tits that her sheer blouse barely contained; he assumed they were fake, but he wasn’t opposed to that.  She was waiting for his reply which told him something; exactly what it was he wasn’t sure just yet, but he slowly walked over to her.  Close enough that he could inhale her expensive perfume before he answered, “Actually, my mom did teach me exactly that lesson when I was a child, but when I turned 13 my dad taught me that on those rare occasions that I saw a sweet piece of ass like you, I should enjoy the view; because those opportunities would be limited.”

She sneered again but he noticed her looking at his tie and sport coat and knew they were expensive, but not overly so, before she blurted, “Like I care what you think.” 

Up close he saw that she wore a little too much makeup; probably trying to conceal that the years hadn’t been as kind to her as she would have liked.He found that unfortunate because she’d still be beautiful without any makeup. 

He finally responded, “It’s ironic that you were just giving me etiquette advice because your last statement was just plain hurtful.” 

Her eyes betrayed that she’d found his comment amusing.  He then leaned in a bit closer and enjoyed how she stayed where she was to try and show she wasn’t intimidated by him before he added, “I’m thinking your collection of sex toys isn’t getting the job done because you’re so uptight that you can’t even enjoy a compliment when you hear one.” 

He could see her breathing was becoming slightly labored before she said, “I’ll call security if you don’t leave me alone.” 

“No you won’t” he said immediately, “You’re already wet even though you’re not sure why.”

He looked up and down the aisle and was happy to see that they were alone and he moved.  In a flash her expensive skirt was hiked to her hips and his fingers were pulling her thong to the side before plunging inside her.  As he’d guessed, she was wet; soaking wet in fact and she moaned with so much enthusiasm that his cock throbbed in response. 

As he finger fucked her, he gazed down at the sexy sight of her stocking covered legs and he couldn’t help but deliver a flurry of spanks to her ass cheeks. 

The sounds of her wet pussy suckling at his fingers was thrilling and he leaned his face just inches from hers and purred, “It has been too long since you’ve been fucked properly, hasn’t it?” 

She nodded and gasped as his fingers started alternating between plunging deep into her and rubbing her clit.  His other hand was inside her blouse and kneading her nipple through the delicate lace of her bra as she humped his fingers while he whispered in her ear, “Next time we get together it will be my cock plowing this amazing pussy you have.” 

He growled, “After you cum, you’re going to blow me right here in the store”.  She gasped and he could tell that she loved the thought of it and he added, “When we’re done, you’re going to give me your number because we’ll be meeting again so that I can give you what you need.”

Her pussy clenched his fingers as she came and he had to hold her up because it was most certainly one of the hardest cums she’d had in a long time.  As she was still gasping for air, he pushed down on her shoulders and to his delight she eagerly dropped to her knees and had his cock in her mouth in an instant.  Her technique wasn’t the best, but she made up for it with her eagerness.  As he looked down at this wealthy married woman smoking his pole, he smiled and was so happy that he’d forgotten about food day.  He began thrusting and that seemed to thrill her even more and he seriously considered pulling out and jizzing all over her expensive blouse, but instead he groaned and emptied his seed deep into her throat. 

He helped her to her feet and saw that she was so dazed that she didn’t realize her clothes were still a mess.  He slowly tugged her skirt back into position before taking the time to lick her honey off his fingers.  He smiled at her and whispered, “I can’t wait for when we have more time; name and number sexy.” 

He expected her to show a little resistance, but she quickly said, “Tiffany” and gave him her number.  After punching her number into his phone, he kissed her softly on her lips before whispering, “It’s been a pleasure meeting you, Tiffany.  I’ll be in touch soon.”  He kissed her a little harder this time as he squeezed her ass and added, “I hope your husband doesn’t mind my hand prints on that sweet ass of yours.” 

The sound of her sweet laugh filled the aisle as he walked towards the cashiers.


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