I used to work retail, at home improvement store. Most likely is the one you’re thinking of. Weekday mornings are the best, you run into lonely house women, those who have nothing going on after 9 AM and casually stroll in the aisles. In this case it was a tall Latina, dressed in all the comfortable things a woman should wear every morning after dropping the kids at school or hitting the gym. She came along looking for something to keep ants away from coming into her house. After being unable locate someone to help her(typical), She found me and demanded my assistance. As a natural bullshitter, I quickly pointed out what She needed, the fact that I “worked here” was good enough for her to accept my offer. Personally I like helping customers, and more if the customers are fucking hot. You can also assume that this was not my department, so I quickly got back to my area of work before my bitchy boss threw another tantrum.
I was busy banding boxes, when I hear the same soft voice from before. “Can you help me get this,” it was her, She wanted an item that was not on the shelf and now I had to bring it down from the overheard. I explained to her what I need to do. Working in this environment, painfully easy to start a conversation by asking the customer what they’re trying to do. In this case, this woman was trying to replace her refrigerator filter, but had no idea how to do so. “I live two blocks from here, can you come replace it during your break?” She asked. Just cause I sell pipe fittings don’t mean, I’m a full blown plumber, I explained I couldn’t do it since I was on the clock and couldn’t leave the store. Alternatively, I gave her the steps according to her manufacturer. Surprisingly She asked for my number, just in case She needed further explanation. Around noon She sent me a text saying She got it done, and was embarrassed how easy it was. She then proceeded in telling me how living alone with the kids was making her house fall apart. The following day She came by and was looking for me, I had the day off. When, I was back at work the following day, a coworker told me that a customer was looking for me the previous day. I knew it was her. I cut to the chase and gave her a call during break. The Woman wanted to thank me, rather than having her come by and be a “terrible customer” She invited me to lunch after work. The deli across the street will be lucky place, but lunch was interrupted by the fact that both of us couldn’t keep our eyes of each other and then our hands followed suit. Once the last bite of our sandwiches was chewed, it was time to leave.
We left for her truck, we were holding hands. She paused and began to feel my body and in an instant we were making out in the parking lot. My hands wrapped around her waist and hers holding my head in the right spot. At that moment She forgot She was making out with a stranger in the middle of a parking lot and She didn’t care. After a short driver we were at her house, we got into her garage, no time to go anywhere else. We got out and were now kissing again, her eyes closed, her hands trying to undo my shorts. Soon she was successful now my cock was in the air pressing her lower abdomen. Our bodies got closer. Her desperation was imminent, I turned her around pulled her sweatpants and underwear down, I was inside her wet pussy. Against the wall her hands were mainlining our balance, She wanted harder and I obliged, the smell of passion was in the air. With my two hands, I was spreading her lower lips and playing with her clit while the rest of my body followed in motion deeper and deeper. Her hand in her mouth and a deep squeal announced the big O was home. It was my turn, when it was time I pulled out and made a mess on her clothes. This moment of rawness and fury probably lasted under 10 minutes, her gaze afterwards will last forever. She turned around and we were kissing again, her hands wrapped around me begging me to never leave. One last kiss and I was out the door.
Weeks later, She was at a family party. As it turns out She was the younger half sister of my uncle’s wife. Her smirk on her face couldn’t cover her surprise.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6lcelw/mfa_casual_encounter_with_a_twist