Married woman in 40s. Soccer mom, girl next door. Happy with my sex life and love my husband BUT I’ve been craving a little … well something I don’t know what.
About three years ago I was at the supermarket getting groceries. An older gentleman was in the same aisle as me and I really didn’t think much about it. He ended up in the next aisle with me, and the aisle after that, and the aisle after that. He was carrying a box of crackers and nothing else…it became obvious he was following me. I caught his eye and he smiled, we chatted and he walked with me the rest of my time shopping. Obvious he was into me.
I check out and it’s pouring down rain. He volunteers to get his SUV, drive it up to the entrance m and let me put my groceries in, and he’ll take me to my car. I agree and we load up. He drives me over to my spot and it’s still raining heavy so we sit for awhile waiting. He tells me how pretty I am and all that. Pretty soon he moves in to kiss me and I let him. This is huge because he’s the only man other than my husband to kiss me ever. We end up making out pretty heavy and I give him a blow job. It’s in the parking lot but no one really can see it’s pouring down rain. After I finish up we chat some more then when rain lets up I unload my groceries and go on my way.