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He texted first, he always does to make sure it’s safe to call. I told him to give me a minute so that I could put my headphones in and he could ring.
His first words were to ask me where I was and I had to tell the truth, I had to say that I was in the supermarket and had just started shopping. It was the wrong thing to say because I knew he would somehow take advantage of that.
As I was walking around the fresh food area picking up a few bananas, a bag of apples, some grapes and dumping them unceremoniously into the shopping trolley. He started to help me shop by telling me what I wanted and what aisle it was in as if I didn’t know. I got a bit frustrated as everything was taking that much longer so I asked him what he really wanted. His reply made me smile.
I want to slip my cock into you as you lean over that trolley and fuck your juicy wet pussy.
My eyes opened wide in recognition of his words. It was a nice thought and one that made me smile as I placed the courgettes into the trolley.
I know what you’re doing now. You’re looking around at the people walking past and wondering if they can hear what I’m saying.
Fuck, he was right I was doing that. I walked past the fresh meats and had to turn around because I needed coriander, potatoes, and carrots that I had completely missed.
Don’t worry they can’t hear me. It’s a shame really because if fifty percent of them could hear what I want to do to you they would probably join in. Especially that blonde woman that just walked past. She’d be down on your wet pussy in a flash.
I looked over my shoulder and sure enough, there was a blonde woman, a short distance away from me putting some baby leeks into her trolley and facing the other direction. I hadn’t noticed her pass me. I stopped and looked around for him – this was too much of a coincidence. Could he have known or was he betting on the law of averages?
You’d look good over that trolley, your tits dangling over the bananas, nipples brushing past and being teased by the furry skin of the apricots. My cock slipping over your pussy making it even wetter. Even the courgettes have stood to attention because they’ve seen the look on your face and that cucumber is already leaking.
I looked down at the cucumber and saw that the top was damaged and bruised. Okay, that was it, he’s here somewhere, I knew he was. I moved out of the vegetable area and into the foreign food aisle.
I’ve been waiting for this for ages, and that smile you have on your face is something else indeed.
For some reason, I pouted, pursed my lips tightly together thereby removing the smile completely. I pulled some Pasta sauce into the trolley and followed it up with some Tagliatelle and pasta shells. I added a Carbonara sauce for good measure in case my mood changed when I got home.
You want my cock don’t you, you want to feel it inside you, massaging your insides, pushing up against your cervix. You want to get fucked by me, don’t you? You want my cock so badly you’ve probably wet your panties just walking up the aisle.
He was right, my panties had developed a wet patch. I knew that. I could feel them sticking to me. The fact that I was clenching my pussy muscles as he spoke probably didn’t help either. I also knew that my nipples had become a lot more sensitive and I was walking slower, not paying much attention to what was on the shelves, ignoring my list of things to buy, and putting items in my trolley that I didn’t actually need. I did want his cock in me though.
Go on, bend over that trolley and pretend I’m about to give you one.
I reached into the trolley to adjust the lettuce that had fallen towards the front and put it back where it should be, on top of the bag of potatoes.
My cock’s going in you now, can you feel it. Can you feel it stretch you tight little pussy? Fuck it feels good, doesn’t it?
I fell a little forward losing my balance as I adjusted the vegetables and quickly corrected my posture. I stood upright and looked straight ahead into the eyes of the man coming towards me, a big grin on his face. Could he hear what was being said? Did he have some sort of phone call intercepting device? Then I realised he had probably clocked one hell of a view of my cleavage as I leaned over the trolley; facing him.
It’s just as well those people in that store can’t see me fuck you, isn’t it? But they can see that red flush on your face because you’ve suddenly become conscious of the fact that you just gasped out loud.
Fuck, did I? I couldn’t remember. Yes, I did, when I stumbled. I nearly told him so, but I just smiled and let him imagine that I did it because I had become aroused.
This is no place to get fucked though, is it? The bread section. Not unless you're entertaining that baguette over there. The only one that’s left at this time of night. I think you should head to the freezer section, give your nipples a treat.
For once, he was wrong, there were three baguettes left, which was rather reassuring. If he had been right, I would have been far more anxious. I watched the baguettes as I pushed the trolley towards them, picking up some flour, sugar, and some lemon drizzle slices on the way. By the time I had reached the French bread, there was one left. I sighed, shook my head and headed off to the freezer section.
I opened the door to the chips and potatoes freezer and took out a packet of curly fries and Aunt Bessie’s favourite roast potatoes. I know, frozen roast potatoes, but Aunt Bessie’s are absolutely wonderful. On my journey to the freezer section, he had been telling me about how he would pinch my nipples and get an ice cube out and stroke them with it. My nipples reacted to the cold air as soon as I opened the door. They became erect, pushing through my thin white blouse. Fuck, I felt hot despite the cold air.
I bet your nipples are hard right now, erect and ready for a hungry man to suck on them, flick them with his tongue and pinch them. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?
I would have liked that indeed.
Get them out, go on. Wait for those people to pass and then get them out and suck on them for me. Suck on those lovely big nipples and make them harder.
An elderly couple was making their way towards me and I watched them pass me by and turn the corner. I was the only one left in that aisle. I nearly did it. I nearly dipped my hand inside my dress but it would have been stupid. The security cameras would have picked it up and I would have spent the next few minutes trying to stuff my large breasts back into my tight bra. I had made a fortunate decision because as soon as I had decided not to suck on my nipples the same couple came back up the aisle; forgetting something that they desperately needed.
I made a mental note because there was something I desperately needed too. A good fuck. He kept telling me how he was fucking me and how he was desperately holding back; watching me as I sucked on my nipples.
I did pinch a nipple as the couple walked past me. I knew that my breathing had become erratic, slightly off canter so-to-speak and I was desperate to feel something in my cunt as he spoke. That cucumber was looking more attractive by the minute. I could easily wander off to the detergent aisle where nobody goes and slip it under my dress, past my knickers, and into my waiting cunt.
Are you enjoying this fuck, because I’m about to cum. I can’t hold back any longer. The thought of thrusting my cock into your pussy is too much for me. Your gorgeous tight pussy is crying out for it. I’m going to cum. Are you?
I couldn’t lie to him, now could I. He had worked himself up into a frenzy and I'm guessing he had his cock in his hand – wherever he was. I could have said that I had made a mess on the floor near the milk section but in all honesty, it was the woman that had got there before me when she dropped the double cream carton on the floor. One of the assistants was busily cleaning it up but the cream was everywhere. I had a feeling his cream was everywhere too.
I’ve come. Fuck that was good. Was that good for you too?
Finally, I get a say. “Not quite,” I added, “I was a bit distracted but nice to hear that you enjoyed yourself. Everything you said was true, I would have loved all of it.”
Next Saturday can’t come soon enough. When is your husband going out?
“He’ll be at the Golf club by eight-thirty in the morning. I’ll still be in bed. You’d better get here by nine otherwise you’ll miss two orgasms.”
I looked at the woman who had stopped reaching for another carton of double cream and the man on the floor that had stopped cleaning it and was now looking up into my eyes. I noticed the older couple walk past me with a smile on their face. My eyes gazed at all of them in turn and I realised I had just said that out loud, on the phone, in the supermarket. I heard a snide remark make its way down the phone and into my earbuds.
Got you!
His sniggering was unbearable.
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