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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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True story from the summer. Names and places changed.
I went to the mini-supermarket at my apartment complex to grab a bite to eat. I go up and down the aisles looking for what to buy. As I’m browsing I notice out of the corner of my eye that there’s a staff member following me at the end of each aisle.
I look up at its the security guard. He wasn’t the usual security guard that works there, he must have been covering a shift.
He was arab looking, around 6ft, very muscular, wearing a tight black polo shirt that clinged to his biceps. Short trimmed black stubble, a shaved head and a good looking guy in all fairness.
Still, I instantly get pissed off when security follow me in places so I glared back. He broke eye contact and walked away.
I continued my shopping and went to the self serve. As I’m scanning my shopping I look on the cctv screen above the counter and I notice the security guy is stood behind me watching from a distance. I decide that two can play that game and I’m going to intimidate him back.
I finish scanning and paying and turn to leave the store. I intentionally stare at the security guard, directly in the eye, to show him I’m not intimidated and I’m not a thief.
So there we are, locking eyes, he’s stood with his arms crossed that are making his biceps bulge even further. I was trying hard to maintain eye contact but then I noticed he tensed his arms and I looked at them, then back up to him.
He noticed I looked and smiled at me, mischievously. I walked out the door, and as I left I turned back around. He was still smiling at me…
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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I walked out the door, and as I left I turned back around. He was still smiling at me.
I was taken aback a bit. I didn’t expect this tough guy to be making eyes. I went home put my feet up and continued my business.
About 2hrs later I needed something from the shop again. I went back. The same security guard was still there and as I walked in he gave me a knowing look and appeared to adjust himself below the waist. I walked to the aisle I needed, and as I turned my head he was looking at me, grinning.
I started to get semi, it was obvious the security guard was checking me out. He was a good looking guy, but also huge. Not the kind of man you’d expect to be doing this.
I went and paid and again as I exited I made eye contact with him, and he did the same with me. He subtly squeezed his package as I approached him and I winked back. We both smirked and I saw his bulge starting to grow as he bit his lip and his eyes followed me out the door.
I was thinking of ways to talk to him without any other staff noticing. There was a cash point next to the entrance where I knew he could see me. So I put my card in to use it and see if he’d approach.
My plan worked. He came out the shop and started chatting. We were both beating around the bush making small talk “how are you?” “Good night?” “Busy shift” all of the usuals, whilst shyly looking each other up and down and hoping nobody in the store noticed.
He was flexing and tensing his biceps as he spoke, he was so fidgety you could really see the way his muscles moved and rippled under his tight shirt. The tension was making me rock hard, and his eyes kept wandering down to my bulge.
Eventually he says “I finish here at 11. What are you doing?”. He has a thick Middle Eastern accent and a deep gravelly voice.
I tell him I have no plans. He responds “I don’t have to meet my wife until 12” and gives a knowing look while biting his lip. “Ok see you here at 11” I tell him. “Yes meet here at 11”. As he says that a member of staff comes and we pretend we weren’t talking and he hurries back inside.
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