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Peaches ‘N’ Cream

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The store was quiet and I had about fifteen minutes before my shift was over. Jeremy, the manager, had asked if I could straighten up the frozen department for him and, as much as I didn’t want to, I still agreed. I started by the frozen pizzas and made my way to the other side of the aisle; the side that had ice cream. Surprisingly, the ice cream wasn’t the tastiest looking thing there. “Excuse me sweetheart, do you work here?” I looked to my left and there she stood. Blonde hair in a ponytail, a black tank top, and pink shorts so tight that if anyone else wore them they would most likely tear. She couldn’t have been more than 40-years-old. “Yes, yes I do,” I stammered. Women come in the store all the time, but there was something about this one that got me sweating even in the frozen department. “I was wondering if you could check and see if you had an ice cream I was looking for,” she said. “Of course. What kind?” “Peaches ‘N’ Cream,” she replied, squinting and smiling. We walked down the aisle. The way she walked was bahçesehir escort as if she was taunting me with her sexuality. “I don’t see any here, but if you want I can go check in the back for you,” I said as politely as I could. “I’d really appreciate it. It doesn’t matter what brand,” she said, touching my shoulder. Her touch really got me sweating. With that and a growing erection, this woman had me all over. I power walked to the freezer to look for the ice cream, and also to cool off. I checked every box and shelf until I found it. I had to remind myself that she probably wasn’t going to blow me simply for finding ice cream. Nevertheless, I walked up behind her. “Here you go,” I said, handing her the ice cream. “You’re the best,” she said, smiling. “Thank you, I really appreciate it. It’s my favorite flavor.” “Really, I never tried it,” I replied trying to strike up a conversation. I never wanted this woman to leave. “Oh, you’re missing out. It’s so sweet and creamy. I could eat it all beylikdüzü bayan escort day.” “I’ll definitely have to try it now.” That wasn’t all I wanted to try. “Well, thanks for all your help sweetie. I’ll be sure to let them know who helped me,” she said walking away. I hated to see her go, but the way she walked away made it okay. As I left the store and began my walk home, there was only one thing on my mind: a woman so beautiful and sexy, and I didn’t even know her name. My dirty mind began wandering. I imagined her body and I had questions too. Was she married? Does she have kids? Did she like me? Was she thinking of me as much as I was thinking of her? I doubt it. That’d probably be like a celebrity picking just one fan out of thousands. I was probably just another fan to her. As I continued walking, I heard a car approaching. It stopped next to me. “Hey you,” a voice called. I approached the car. It was her. The goddess. “Holy Fuck,” I thought, then said, “Hey. Long time escort beylikdüzü no see.” “I never got your name. Mine is Kendra,” she said holding out her hand. “I’m uh, I’m Chris,” I replied nearly forgetting my own name. “Thanks for your help Chris.” “No problem. Glad to help,” I couldn’t help but smile while talking. “It was my pleasure.” “Do you need a ride home?” she asked. “I feel like I owe you one.” This felt too good to be true. Although this woman was amazing to look at, I knew nothing about her. She could be a killer, but what a way to go. “Well, I don’t want to put you out of your way,” I replied. “Please,” she said raising her hand. Well, if she was a killer, I could go out winning. I get in her car and she drove. “Nice car,” I said, cringing at my own words. She smiled and kept her eyes on the road. I felt like she knew what was on my mind. “I know you’re probably eager to go home, but I got to stop at my house first. I don’t want the ice cream melting. You don’t mind do you?” she asked. “It’s your car,” I said. Now my mind was really going dark. She could see me as an easy fuck. She could be sexually frustrated and ready. My heart was going fast at this point. We pulled up to her place. It was pretty small, so the whole family thing was probably out. “You can come in if you want,” she said. “Oh, okay.

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