I walked into the store and it was instantly cold in there. I was wearing a little denim skirt with a button down tied at the waist and I cursed leaving my jacket in the car. I was walking around the produce section when he approached me. "Hey..," a voice said from behind me and when I turned around, I saw a cute guy with a shy smile on his face. "Do I know you from somewhere? You look sooo familar." He said, peering at my face. I had never seen him before. But I get that sometimes. Because I work at a bar, I don't usually remember people by their names, I remember them by their drinks.
"I don't think so." I told him, with a friendly smile, starting to turn away.
"Are you sure? I swear we've met before. Maybe at Kevin's party?" He asked. I didn't know anybody named Kevin.
"No. Sorry...you got the wrong girl." Then because he was cute I threw in, "I'm pretty sure I'd remember you if we had ever met." Then I just smiled and walked away. He got a momentary look of shock on his face as I was turning away from him. He was really cute. Short hair, almost shaved completely off. Bright blue eyes.
"Wait, maybe I've seen you at the gym?" He asked, touching my hand lightly. I looked up at him from the tomatoes I was touching. This guy was good. With that line, he managed to a) let me know that he works out and b) compliment me by saying he thinks I work out.
I laughed lightly and said, "I don't have a membership anywhere. I prefer to work out au natural." I said, in a teasing voice and he reddened only slightly, which made him even more attractive. "See you around." I said to him, and walked away, my heart skipping just a bit.
It was weird. In just minutes, this stranger had managed to get my heart doing crazy cartwheels in my chest. I could tell that my face was a little flushed too and I brought my cold hands up to my face to cool it down. Breathe Vee...I told myself and walked away with some carrots that I picked up absent mindedly.
I was in the dairy section, when I felt him coming up to me again. I could almost feel the warmth coming off his body. "Hey," He said laughing nervously, "I'm gonna get so pissed at myself if I don't ask so here goes nothing....I was kind of rude before, I should have asked you your name." He said, looking at me kind of sheepishly, which seriously made him look even sexier.
"Vanessa." I said, stretching my hand out for a handshake.
"Shane." He said to me, enfolding my hand into his large one. And sending instant electricity bolts up and down my arm. We kind of froze like that for a couple of seconds. I was completely taken aback. I had never had that kind of instant chemistry with someone. Then I almost threw his hand away, shocked at how good it all felt. Then it was like all my usual cockiness slipped away and I was standing there like a naive girl, all nervous and stuttering.
"I'm sorry...but I gotta ask, are you single?" He asked.
"No..er...no. I'm not." I answered suddenly remembering the boyfriend waiting at home.
"Yeah. That's what I thought. You're too pretty to not be taken. He's a lucky guy. Whoever he is." He said, laughing, running his hand over his head. Then he took a step back like a gentleman. "Well, I'm going to leave you alone now. It was so nice meeting you."
"Same here. I'm really flattered. I really am." I told him, kind of sad that he was walking away. But I kept reminding myself about the boyfriend at home.
I found myself a couple of minutes later in aisle 6, looking at rows and rows of cereal, my mind a complete blank. The tips of my hands felt kind of cold and numb...and my lips were trembling. In fact, my whole body felt like it was on fire and I could feel my pussy aching in my pink panties. I kept flashing back to his hands, his warm eyes and the way his eyes roamed over my body. I pulled my skirt down a little because I just felt so exposed...like everyone could see that I wanted him more than anything I've ever wanted before.
I was standing there, staring dumbly at cereal when he came up behind me. Again, I felt him before I heard him. He said, "I was just wondering if maybe we can go somewhere and -" He never got to finish the sentence because I put my hand on his lip, and my other hand on his chest and pushed him back into the other side of the aisle. Then I just stared into his eyes until he kissed me.
It was like fire. My entire body lit up like a christmas tree. All I felt were his hands, in my hair and on my lower back. Then on my thighs and traveling up my thighs until they were just at the bottom of my ass, his index finger cupping around the bottom of my ass and sliding easily into my wet pussy. He looked right into my eyes when he felt how wet I was. "Oh my god." He whispered and grabbed my hand and started to charge to towards the back of the market.
The market itself wasn't crowded and there was a section in the back where they took the deliveries. We found it easily and it was totally empty and we couldn't hear anything either. He ripped open my shirt and his mouth was on my tits, licking and sucking on them, his hand underneath me, cupping my ass and fingering my pussy. I could feel how hard we were breathing and I couldn't stop myself. He lifted me up on a crate and pushed my skirt up to reveal my thong. He bent over and put my whole pussy in his mouth, sucking on my lips like he was making out with my mouth. His mouth was so hungry, so urgent, and I felt myself getting close to orgasm just by feeling how much he wanted me. Then he shoved two fingers in my sopping wet pussy to loosen it up for his cock, his mouth sucking almost violently on my clit and I couldn't hold it back anymore. I came hard all over his fingers and mouth, my legs shuddering around his shoulders.
Then he turned me around and bent me over the crate, then kind of stood there staring at my ass pointing up in the air and gave it a few hard slaps. With my juices still running down my thighs, I heard him unzip his pants and his hard cock was rubbing against my pussy in seconds. I put my hand underneath me to grab it. I wanted to feel how hard it was. I felt it rock hard and I pushed it into my pussy, pushing my ass back into his groin, wanting all of it inside me at once. I wanted him inside me so badly.
He slid into my slick pussy, his thickness a little uncomfortable at first. But I got used to it easily with my juices making me wet. I arched my back and pushed my ass back to get the most out of the angle and felt him pump in and out of me. "You feel so fucking good." I said to him, turning my head back to look at him fucking me. "Fuck my wet little hole." I said to him, wanting more. and more.
He had his hands positioned right on my hips, grabbing my hair and pulling me back towards him for more leverage every now and then. The fact that I was thinking that somebody could walk in at any moment heightened the feeling and I came hard on his cock, almost pushing him out of me as I did so. He slid out just for a second, then turned me around and laid me down on the crate, using his jacket to put under me. He lifted my legs so that my skirt was bunched around my waist and my thong pulled to the side and slammed into me again. This time, looking right into my eyes as he did so.
I smiled at him, and he grinned back at me, his beautiful face a halfway between lust and shyness. Then with a sudden grunt, an animal like look came over his face and he reached over and slapped my bouncing tits as he tightened up and came, deep inside of me, covering my pussy with his hot cum.
We lay like that for a minute or two, until I felt him get soft inside me and pull out. Then he reached over and helped me back on my feet, straightening my skirt and brushing back my hair. We looked at each other and laughed, kind of shy now that the actual act was done.
"Come on," he said, grabbing my hand and hurrying me out to the market. I felt like everyone could tell what we had just done, but people carried on without even looking in our direction. We walked out of the market and burst into laughter outside, massively glad that the security didn't stop us at the front door.
He walked me to my car, and it vaguely occurred to me at that point that there might have been a video camera inside the shipping area. He closed the door and I opened my window to say bye. "What's your last name anyway Vanessa?" He asked, his eyes dancing with mischief.
"Why don't we just remember each other as Aisle 6?" I said to him, with a evil glint in my eye. He burst into laughter.
"Ok Aisle 6. I'll see you around."