Oh boy. This is my first time sharing, bear with me as I get through the kinks of telling the story.
(Realized this is longer than most of you want, skip to “……” for when it gets freaky)
I’m a 23 year old guy, Indian, but raised in the south – “yes ma’am”, “y’all”, the whole shebang. Been working in Atlanta for some time now, still getting accustomed to true adulthood. One of these acclimation points is shopping at the wonderful bulk superstore Costco. It’s lined with all the goods you can ever imagine, and filled with local suburban Milfs, running around in tennis outfits, dresses, and sometimes suits. That’s where this all started.
I had a “work” from home day, so I naturally logged off around 1 and headed to Costco to re-up on the essentials. Part of being raised in the south is chivalry being instilled in you. I saw a woman, we can call her Stacy, trying to lift a mattress onto her cart. I’m not an incredibly fit guy, I used to play basketball for my high school and I’m working out now, but what the hell, I can lift a fucking mattress. I walk over, offer some help, and get it all loaded in her cart.