*First time posting… This story is entirely true, with the exception of her name.* *This post is long as it sets the stage for all that was to happen.* *It took place within the past 5 years and is just the first of many stories associated with this woman.*
Stephanie was the saleswoman who assisted me while shopping for a particular item. She seemed nice enough, around my age, and was certainly easy on the eyes – shoulder-length blonde hair, cute, great legs, well-spoken, no wedding ring. But, as this was likely to take just a few minutes, my mindset was to get in and out and continue on with my day. However, just about everything that could go wrong with a simple purchase did go wrong (item out of stock, computer glitches, nosey manager, etc.) and we wound up interacting for at least an hour.
During that hour, she started giving me compliments, asking probing questions, flirting… The conversation flowed freely with lots of laughter. I learned that she was single, we’re close in age, live fairly close to each other and have some common interests. Taking all of this in, the wheels in my head started turning. I’m a fairly reserved guy, so, knowing that I have to return in a week or so to finalize the purchase, I decide to bide my time and depart with the standard niceties: “Nice meeting you… Thanks for your help… See you next week…”