Wanda took full advantage of the supermarket boy’s package
I’d been using the same supermarket for months, always shopping at night when it was quiet. Grocery shopping was a chore, but the big compensation was the fit young men hired to help shoppers pack their groceries and carry them to their cars. Students, mostly, making a bit of money on the side. One in particular had taken a fancy to me, a tall, really built guy, with a cheeky smile and a twinkle in his eye. He was always there when I arrived at the checkout.
One night I had an extra heavy shop. I’d recently split up with my boyfriend, and I was comfort buying. Wine, chocolate, cakes… All substitutes for the good sex I really wanted.
My special bag boy was on duty, and the way he looked at me told me he’d sussed out my frustration… and was happy to help me with more than just my shopping. The lights were out in the corner of the car park, and even if I hadn’t been horny as hell, I’d still have been glad of his company as we approached my car. I couldn’t really see his big sexy body very well in the darkness, but I was aware of him, and my own body was responding to his presence.
When the shopping was packed away, I found myself standing close to him. It was a hot night and I felt out of control. Suddenly my hands moved of their own accord and as he went to open the car for me, I reached out and cupped his firm, muscular bottom through his tight trousers.
“Will there be anything else, madam?” He turned around, moved close, and pressed his crotch against my belly. He was hard as hell, and he rocked himself against me so I knew he was up for it and ready to go. I stretched up, took him by the back of the neck and pulled his face down to mine for a full-on kiss.
It was tongues from the start. And hands all over my body, squeezing, exploring, sneaking inside my blouse and fondling my breasts, then pulling up my skirt to get to my knickers. I’d never gone from zero to dripping in the space of a few seconds before, but I was swimming when he dove in and touched me.
“Would you like a little more help with something, madam?” His finger slid to and fro over my clit, teasing it in a fast but gentle way. It felt so good that I was nearly coming already.
“Yes! Yes, I would!” I was going crazy now because he was squeezing my breast in time to the stroking down below, “I’m afraid I can’t give you a tip though…”
“No problem… I’ll take it in kind.” I heard the familiar sound of a zip, then a second later, he put a condom into my hand, and I felt his cock hot and hard against my thigh. I fumbled a bit, but managed to roll on the condom. Then, sliding his hands under my thighs, he hoisted me bodily against the adjacent wall and lowered me down slowly onto his cock.
He was big and I was tight, but I was so streaming wet that we pumped together up and down like a synchronised machine. It only took a few moments for me to come, fast and hard. I had to bite back a scream as my body clenched at his cock, so as not to draw the attention of the other shoppers to our corner.
He quickly came too, groaning and grabbing at my bottom. Then he set me down and, like a gentleman, he helped me back into my knickers. A moment later, I was watching his gorgeous arse as he walked away across the lighted bit of the car park. Next time I shop, I really must find out his name!
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