I was minding my own business, walking through the local market loading up the cart with goodies. Of course I was doing what I do every time I go to the store; looking at the ladies as they walk by, bend over to get something off a lower shelf. There is no better place in the world to catch a look at bear tits and shots of nice tight ass then in a grocery store.
In front of me a lady stops, she has long blond hair, wearing dark blue shorts that are loose legged but very short. I think please oh yeah please bend over. I stop and kneel down as if looking at the can of pea’s, and god hears my prayer, she bends over almost touching the floor with her hands.
The shorts ride up that sweet rounded ass, her legs move apart and right up the crouch I see it. The light blue of panties, I can see how they have worked to the side and half of the blue cloth is right up in her crack so that the one half of her pussy is in full view. I see the pussy hair, real blond pussy hair. O my god, my cock gets so hard, at that moment it would almost be worth going to jail for to reach out and touch that crack, I wanted to lick that pussy, hell I wanted to lick that ass hole, taste her.
She stood up and the beautiful shot was gone, but I wasn’t going to give up with out one more shot. We went down two more isles then she bent over again, not as far this time, but she turned to face me, this time her low loose top feel down, that soft flow of what looks like a the bottom of bowl. In that bowl was too very white, very full breasts, the dark ring of the erect nipples, oh Christ I prayed in my head, how could one guy get so lucky as to get to see such nice sweet nipples. Her breasts were my best guess about 34 C’s but then I don’t care so much about size. I always believed all you need is a mouth full and those nipples would be so wonderful under my tongue.
She smiled at me, still bending down, I heard her soft voice, have you ever tried this brand of canned tomatoes? I was choked up her voice was sexy and warm, I stammered yes and they were very good.
She moved over closer, me now on my knees, lost my balance and set flat on my ass, she was still bending over now her tits were so close I could see the small freckles, smell her perfume. I thought, Oh god don’t let me be stupid and say something like a fool.
I saw a small tattoo of something way down on the inside of one tit. What is your tat of I asked. I knew she would either get red stand up and walk away pissed or it would be a good opening.
She pulled the top down and got closer, it’s a angle I had it done when my son was born, do you like it? I moved closer, oh yeah I see it now; my face was only inches from that tit and those god sweet nipples. I don’t know what made me do it, but I took my finger and touched it. The heat of her tit was so hot; I felt ever nerve in my body tingle. I said who did it for you? They did a great job, on the good jobs you can barely feel any lines and yours is very smooth. She told me, I only half listened I pulled my finger off not because I wanted to but knew I had too. I said, your husband is very lucky to get to look at that every day, well not just that, don’t hit me but your one beautiful lady. At that she smiled, her face lite up, well sometimes I don’t feel so beautiful and besides he is used to seeing all I have to offer and is bored with it.
Man I don’t see how any one could get bored looking at you, touching you, making love to you, if God made a Angel he did so when he made you.
She stood up then, looked down at me with her face more serious are you trying to pick me up. I stammered again, I couldn’t tell if she was angry or flattered. Well I got to admit I can’t think of any reason you would be interested in me, but married or not, yes guess you could say I am. She leaned back on the shelf, and laughed, a beautiful sound it was. Well I have been hit on in bars; I have been hit on at PTA meetings, but never in the damn grocery store. And your really not so bad yourself, you’re a little older then I am but that could be fun, do you have a place we could go?
In front of me a lady stops, she has long blond hair, wearing dark blue shorts that are loose legged but very short. I think please oh yeah please bend over. I stop and kneel down as if looking at the can of pea’s, and god hears my prayer, she bends over almost touching the floor with her hands.
The shorts ride up that sweet rounded ass, her legs move apart and right up the crouch I see it. The light blue of panties, I can see how they have worked to the side and half of the blue cloth is right up in her crack so that the one half of her pussy is in full view. I see the pussy hair, real blond pussy hair. O my god, my cock gets so hard, at that moment it would almost be worth going to jail for to reach out and touch that crack, I wanted to lick that pussy, hell I wanted to lick that ass hole, taste her.
She stood up and the beautiful shot was gone, but I wasn’t going to give up with out one more shot. We went down two more isles then she bent over again, not as far this time, but she turned to face me, this time her low loose top feel down, that soft flow of what looks like a the bottom of bowl. In that bowl was too very white, very full breasts, the dark ring of the erect nipples, oh Christ I prayed in my head, how could one guy get so lucky as to get to see such nice sweet nipples. Her breasts were my best guess about 34 C’s but then I don’t care so much about size. I always believed all you need is a mouth full and those nipples would be so wonderful under my tongue.
She smiled at me, still bending down, I heard her soft voice, have you ever tried this brand of canned tomatoes? I was choked up her voice was sexy and warm, I stammered yes and they were very good.
She moved over closer, me now on my knees, lost my balance and set flat on my ass, she was still bending over now her tits were so close I could see the small freckles, smell her perfume. I thought, Oh god don’t let me be stupid and say something like a fool.
I saw a small tattoo of something way down on the inside of one tit. What is your tat of I asked. I knew she would either get red stand up and walk away pissed or it would be a good opening.
She pulled the top down and got closer, it’s a angle I had it done when my son was born, do you like it? I moved closer, oh yeah I see it now; my face was only inches from that tit and those god sweet nipples. I don’t know what made me do it, but I took my finger and touched it. The heat of her tit was so hot; I felt ever nerve in my body tingle. I said who did it for you? They did a great job, on the good jobs you can barely feel any lines and yours is very smooth. She told me, I only half listened I pulled my finger off not because I wanted to but knew I had too. I said, your husband is very lucky to get to look at that every day, well not just that, don’t hit me but your one beautiful lady. At that she smiled, her face lite up, well sometimes I don’t feel so beautiful and besides he is used to seeing all I have to offer and is bored with it.
Man I don’t see how any one could get bored looking at you, touching you, making love to you, if God made a Angel he did so when he made you.
She stood up then, looked down at me with her face more serious are you trying to pick me up. I stammered again, I couldn’t tell if she was angry or flattered. Well I got to admit I can’t think of any reason you would be interested in me, but married or not, yes guess you could say I am. She leaned back on the shelf, and laughed, a beautiful sound it was. Well I have been hit on in bars; I have been hit on at PTA meetings, but never in the damn grocery store. And your really not so bad yourself, you’re a little older then I am but that could be fun, do you have a place we could go?