We’re at the grocery store, doing our weekly shopping. I find myself feeling turned on as we weave through the aisles. You reach to grab something off the top shelf–standing on your tip-toes, given your short frame. As you struggle to reach, I notice the small of your back is exposed. You feel my hand grab your hip and feel me press against you. You can feel my hard cock pushing against your ass. You smile, knowing how much I want you. You’re eager to please me and know I likely won’t have the patience to wait until we return home. You arch your back and lightly grind against my cock.
You continue to tease me as we make our way through the aisles. Brushing up against my cock, bending over near me so I can get a view of your cleavage in that tight little blouse I picked out for you, walking in front of me and swaying your hips suggestively. When I’m not paying attention, you stoop down to “look at something” near the bottom shelf. While there, you begin to run your hands run up my thigh. I’m hard, and you can feel it. I know the look on my face is making you wet—you giggle and glance down.