Shopping is a Pleasure [MFF] (Part 1)

Over a year has passed since a certain [Pool Day](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h7ah0s/quarantine_pool_day_leads_to_unexpected_threesome/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) story from early last summer kick-started my wife Sarah and I’s sexual adventures. Covid definitely kept us from going too wild, but I can’t say that it has stopped us entirely. The following is one of the highlights of our new adventures from last autumn, broken into multiple parts because I like to spare no detail (it helps keep the memories alive).

Maddison is a cashier at our grocery store and she is absolutely adorable. She is 19, naturally blonde, 5 foot 4, fairly slender and typically wears a thin black choker, Chuck Taylor’s, and a few earrings on both sides. She has a little throwback punk-rock look to her that I love but the real kicker that does it for me though are the eyes. Beautiful light brown eyes with big eyelashes to match. Behind Covid face masks, the eyes do all the nonverbal communicating and hers just drew me right in.

One September trip to the store, my wife noticed I picked Maddison’s lane even when others were available with shorter lines. Maddie was as precious as ever and I could tell she gave me a big smile behind her mask. We had never actually talked at all; just smiles and pleasantries. But on the drive home, Sarah called me on my lane choice. “Do you have the hots for the little cashier there at the store?”

“I think she’s cute, yes.” I answered honestly. “What do you think?”

“I think she’s nothing like me and 10 years younger. A woman could be inclined to get… jealous,” she teased.

“I’m sure she’s got plenty of prospects at her age to consider instead of the 30 year old guy and his wife.”

“Perhaps. At the very least, I can start talking to her. It seems like at your pace the only fucking you’re doing to her is with your eyes,” she teased. “There’s gotta be something in it for me, though. You know the rule.”

The rule. That was a new development from the last year. Ever since our pool day(s) with the (now former) Sister-In-Law, we came up with a rule to that, as we broadened our horizons, we didn’t do anything that might risk damaging our relationship. The rule is simple: Any new fun had to be done together, had to be of (relatively) equal benefit, and had to be spoken about beforehand. It worked exceedingly well. We tried new things I wanted, new things she wanted, and a new thing or two neither of us even knew we wanted.

One night the next week I came home from work to find Sarah in the kitchen already making dinner. I gave her a kiss on the cheek while she was dicing carrots. “I spoke to Maddison when I checked out at the store this afternoon. She is actually adorable, by the way,” she said.

Not knowing what to say, all I mustered was “And..?”

“And she definitely remembered us from last week. I mentioned your name…” she trailed off.

“That’s it?” I asked, craving more details.

“Yes, these things take time. I can’t just say ‘Hey, want to come hang out at our place and maybe fuck me and my husband who’s been craving you for months?’ It’s going to take some small talk.”

“Fair, I guess. Worked on Bella, at least.” I replied.

“Worked on Bella after you had been feeding her cocktails and getting her more comfortable with you for weeks. Not the same.”

“Again, fair. Guess I’ll have to say hi next time I go in.”

And so I did. Over the next 3 weeks, any time I went to the store I would look for Maddie and say hi without trying to make it too obvious. We chatted a little more each time. She asked how long Sarah and I had been together, what we do for work. I learned she is a year into Community College, doing online pre-req classes to get into a Nursing Program. Sarah also chatted her up, getting on a first name basis and exchanging some small talk.

The turning point came about a month after Sarah had learned I was into Maddie. We were at the store together after work on a Friday getting supplies for a family dinner. Maddie wasn’t honestly on either of our minds because of the dinner plans we were making, so we just picked a random checkout line. As we were getting rung up, who should appear out of nowhere but Maddison to come help bag our groceries.

“Hello, strangers!” Maddie said as she got started.

“Hello yourself, cutie,” Sarah replied as I was still loading items onto the conveyor.

“Hey, Maddie. How are you today?” I asked.

“Not as good as you guys look like you’ll be,” she remarked as she was double-bagging 8 bottles of wine we picked for dinner.

“Most of those are for Sarah’s Aunt. Or rather, for me to be able to able to deal with Sarah’s Aunt…” I replied to chuckles all around.

After finishing up, Maddison offered to help us out to our car, as is the store’s policy. Usually we always decline but Sarah immediately said “Yes, please.”

The girls were talking each other up while I was putting away my wallet and receipt. We got to our Jeep and I opened up the back.

“Nice, car,” Maddie said to me.

“Thanks, he worked hard for it,” said Sarah, gassing me up.

“Thank you,” I said to both of them. Heart racing, not knowing what else to say, I just sort of blurted out “Always room in the back seat for an extra passenger.”

*Not smooth. At all.*

Sarah, recognizing my blunder, piped up “Or for a dog, or future baby carseat. That’s why we picked this one.”

“And room for groceries!” Madison added while we started loading up.

“Indeed,” I said as I grabbed the heavier items. I was able to steal some glances to see Madison stretch and move as she helped load up. She really was quite slender, her long-sleeved work shirt hid any real details, but it grabbed at her sides and gave a better idea of what kind of chest she had. Sarah caught me looking and gave me a wink.

“Have you tried any of these wines, Maddison?” Sarah asked.

“Oh no, I’m only 19,” she replied.

“Never stopped us at that age, right babe?” Sarah asked.

“No, it did not. Though we weren’t really wine drinkers back then.”

Blushing, Maddie replied “I have drank before, but no I haven’t really had wine.” Sarah saw her opening and took her shot.

“Well you’d be welcome to come over to our house and give it a try if the mood ever arose.” Sarah said. I stopped breathing for a moment, heart pumping blood a mile a minute to everywhere but my head.

“That could be fun,” Madison replied.

“Do you have your phone? I’ll give you my number,” Sarah said before she could think twice. And sure enough, Madison pulled out her iPhone, and Sarah took it and typed in her name and number into Maddie’s contacts. “Shoot me a text so I know it’s your number texting me.”

“Sure,” Maddie said. Sarah’s phone chimed in her purse and we were off and running.

“Awesome! We’ll talk to you later,” Sarah said as I was closing up the back.

“See you soon,” Maddie said to me before putting her phone away and turning back towards work. We got in the car and I just sat dumbfounded for a moment.

“You’ve got to get better at flirting, or these little adventures are going to be so much harder,” Sarah said.

“I thought we were supposed to do things together,” I quipped as I started pulling out of the parking lot, rock fucking hard from excitement.

“We are, but I can’t do all of the work every time,” Sarah said.

As she finished her sentence, she reached over and brushed the bulge in my jeans to confirm her suspicions. Feeling how hard I was, she began rubbing me up and down from base to tip. She knew not to distract me too much because of how winding and hilly the road is back to our house from the store. She kept teasing me though, with just enough contact to keep me hard.

I stole a glance off of the road and saw my wife absentmindedly rubbing her chest with her other hand while continuing with the other in my lap. When we turned onto our road, she stopped with both and sat up.
I parked in the driveway, and she hopped out. She grabbed one or two bags and headed to open the door before I could even steal a kiss. That left me with about 90% of the groceries. Point taken, she did all the work with Maddie. All of this work was for me.

I loaded up everything and brought it in one trip (2 trips are for the weak!!). Sarah was putting away the few things she had brought in. I heaved all the bags up onto the counter, being careful not to slam the wine bottles. Stepping back from the counter, a had to flex my fingers a few times to get blood flow back in them. While I was distracted with that, Sarah moved in to start taking cold items out of the bags. *Oh no, not yet,* I thought. I was way too worked up to just ignore it.

I grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around to plant a firm kiss on her lips. I pushed my hips to hers, forcing her all the way back against the cabinets and countertop. There was no resistance so I kissed more aggressively, running my hands down from her shoulders to her chest.

I unzippped her jacket and pulled it off of her, dropping it to the floor. I slid my hands up from her hips, up across her tits and took her face in my hands. I paused a moment to look her in the eyes before kissing her again and running my fingers through her hair, giving it a gentle tug at the end the way she likes. Sarah leaned her head back with the tug of her hair, breaking our kiss.

“Fuck me,” she demanded.

I did not need to be told twice. I tore at the button of her jeans to get it undone. Once I got it, I grabbed her by the hips and spun her back around to face the counter. I tucked my fingers beneath the fabric and pulled down her jeans and her panties together, only managing to get them down to about her knees. I stood up and started undoing my belt, Sarah parting the sea of groceries in front of her to make room on the counter. I dropped my jeans and boxers to only my knees as well, as I still had my shoes on.

Sarah bent at the hips, putting her elbows and forearms on the counter and sticking her ass out. I slid a hand up between her thighs and found my way to her clit. She was just as excited as I was. I rubbed all around, getting my fingers nice and wet and then rubbed her wetness all over the tip of my dick.

I stepped in closer, grabbing an ass cheek with my right hand and guiding myself in with the left. Because her jeans were only down to her knees, her legs were still fairly tight together. I pressed myself between her thighs, finding warmth and wetness just beyond. I used my left hand at the base to rub my tip all around, getting myself lubed up before pressing in.

After a couple half thrusts to make sure she was ready, I buried my dick all the way into her, grabbing her hips to steady myself. She exhaled a half-moan as I withdrew and then thrust all the way in again. With my hands on her hips, I started pumping in a steady rhythm.

Between the short little breathy moans, Sarah managed to ask “Me getting the phone number of your little crush got you all worked up, honey?”

I took my right hand off her hip, pulled back, and spanked her ass with authority. She let out a yelp, but was undeterred.

“Well, did it?” She pressed.

I spanked her again, same spot, a little harder. Another yelp, and now a solid red handprint outline on her ass cheek.

“Are you going to be this gentle with Maddie, or are you actually going to fuck her?” Sarah goaded.

This spank came down full force, which I don’t do often. No little yelp came out from Sarah’s lips, it was a scream. I then took that same right hand and grabbed Sarah by the hair, pulling her back off the countertop while I thrust in a little deeper.

A mixture of gasp and moan escaped her lips, as I took my left arm and brought it up over her shoulder. I wrapped my whole left arm around her chest, pulling her torso back up against me while I fucked her faster.

“Shut up,” I commanded directly into her ear.

“Yes, sir,” she managed to whisper.

I let go of her hair from my right hand, reached around and rubbed her tits through her shirt and bra while I continued to pound away.

I released my arm from around her chest and put my left hand on her hip. With my right, I pushed her torso back down to the countertop. She understood and bent over fully, ass out with face and arms down on the counter.

“Fuck me. Fuck me the way you want to fuck the little cashier at the grocery store!” Sarah practically yelled through the moans.

I latched on to her hips and started thrusting deeply with every stroke. I could feel myself getting closer with every thrust. I released her hip and spanked her ass again, earning a full yell that just just rolled into the moans. I spanked her one last time for another continuing yell and that was enough to put me over the edge. I grabbed back onto her hips as I pumped rope after rope of cum deep inside of her. She didn’t stop making noise until I stopped twitching, almost a full minute later.

I was spent. My legs were on fire. I slowly withdrew myself until I was out, inducing more twitches and shivers from Sarah and I both. As I stepped back, I saw Sarah’s right ass cheek was almost entirely bright red, and cum had immediately started leaking out and down her thighs.

“You better pull those panties up, or you’re going to make a mess all over the floor before dinner,” I teased, pulling up my own boxers.

Without lifting her head or torso off the counter, Sarah raised a hand to flick me off. She did stand a minute later, pulling her panties and jeans back up. She started to leave the kitchen, the stopped and turned.

“You have to put away all the frozen food now,” she said.

[Part 2 Coming Soon!]

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p51xp5/shopping_is_a_pleasure_mff_part_1