I can’t hide the smile spreading across my face hearing those two words. And not just the words themselves, but the warmth and praise behind them. They make both my heart and cheeks pink up. My soul is beaming with glee as you take my hand and have us walking toward the display of carrots. Some are staked in bags, some gathered in bunches and then some laid out in a big jumble of individual carrots. It’s the last part of the display we’re on our way to. My pink cheeks becoming redder again with each step closer. The more I see the carrots coming into view the more the rush surges to my head and makes tingles go all through my core. The embarrassment of my excitement making my lust stronger.
A small shiver runs down my spine as we come to a stop before the big jumble of carrots. “At your destination, miss,” you sweetly say in a conductor type voice, that would make me giggle if it wasn’t for my tingly embarrassment taking over, and kiss my cheek lovingly before whispering, “Now pick one for me.” I shiver again at your simple but enticing words. They are laced with so much promise, so much intriguing promise. If we weren’t in a store with people walking all around us I’d probably moan at those words wrapped in your seductive tone, but given that we are around all these people, my brain opts for having me bite my lower lip instead capturing the small moan in the back of my throat. The act makes you chuckle. “Okay, B, what will it be?” you say a little too loud for my comfort making me want to retrieve into myself with embarrassment. Of course, no one can hear anything out of the ordinary about your question, but I know that it’s not ordinary. It’s dirty, so so dirty. Goosebumps of excitement appear across my skin running over my breasts to my nipples as the thoughts of my confessions coming into my mind deepen my embarrassment. Deepening the tingles running through my mind and down to my increasingly wetter panties. “This is what you wanted, right?” you say in a feigned question, teasing my nerves to react adding to my want. A slow nod goes through my neck as I stare out at what feels like a mountain of choices. “Yes,” I say in a soft plea, “Yes, please, this is what I want.”
“Hmm, good,” you murmur and look at me for a beat before bending over to pick up a carrot. “What about this one?” you hold the carrot in your hand almost measuring it up. “This could work very nicely. Hmm, very nice,” you taunt me as you pick up another carrot, a little bigger than the last, and you shoot me a wicked look making my insides turn to mush as the embarrassing blush once again creeps over my face. “How does this feel, babe?” you ask teasingly as you hand me the larger of the carrots.
The second the carrot is in my hand a rush runs through me and a giant smile spreads across my face. It makes you smile back. It’s weird, I’ve been here many times before, walking around this display fantasizing, picking up different carrots and having my dirty mind run wild, but now that I’m actually here with the intention of getting a carrot to fulfill those dirty thoughts, it almost makes me squeal. The rush sending the surge through my body, making my nipples perk up and my clit becoming even more impatient for touch.
Hmm, the carrot does feel pretty good, I think as I weight it in my hand, but I’m not sure it’s quite right. I turn to put it down and look over the carrots searching for one that’ll make my fantasy come true. You put the carrot in your hand back too, but then turn your attention back on me, watching me intensely as I try to find what fits my fantasy best. I feel your intense gaze looking me over, following my every move, making me aware of every small part of my body. I’m on display in the most delicious way. Having you watch me like a hawk, like a predator waiting for the best time to pounce its pray, pulls me even further into my desire.
I feel a woman move beside me, picking up a few carrots and then walking off. It makes me aware of my surroundings again. The embarrassment rising once more and turns into an excitement that rushes through my veins as I step up closer next to you. “You see something you like?” your voice is deep and I can hear your own lustful excitement at this moment. It turns me on, even more, knowing how much you’re enjoying yourself too. Knowing how much this fantasy is yours as well. You turn your head slightly as you crook an eyebrow playfully at me, egging me on, making me feel the predator in your telling its pray it’s almost time for the chase, and I suddenly get a rush of shyness. I try to hide away, but you put your arm around me making me feel your strong body pressed to mine and your arousing scent all around me before you sternly whisper a one worded command, “Pick.”
(to be continued)
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