**Firstly many thanks for all the great comments! I had thought perhaps my style of writing was a bit too slow and subtle for the audience, I know now at least some of you are appreciating it!**
I went up and down the next aisle and Jenny was nowhere to be seen. My hard on had subsided but the inane grin on my face, for no apparent reason, probably made people think I was a bit of a loon. I got the the end of the aisle and was faced with the daunting task of deciding what cheese to buy. As I stood there studying the dairy products I was aware of somebody else close by and I realised I may have been holding others up with my indecision. As I turned to apologise I was once more face to face with my new friend...
"OH... Hello Jenny.. I didn't think I was going to see you again.. I'm Michael by the way" My inane grin was not going anywhere...
She just looked at me with a serious yet focused look on her face, then after quickly looking over her shoulder to see how much company we had, proceeded to raise her hands to her chest. As she did this I too looked quickly around and saw that nobody was close, my attention was very quickly back to her. With both of us facing the fridge she subtly crossed her arms across her front so that her right hand was under her left breast and her left under her right. Very subtly she cupped her hands under her un-tethered breasts and took a deep slow intake of breath as she cupped her flesh and squeezed, her thumbs coming up and teasing her rapidly growing nipples through the thin fabric of her T-shirt.
All the while she was doing this she was about a meter away from me and for all the world, as she stared straight ahead, looked as though she was studying the Stilton. I looked back over my shoulder and happy nobody was approaching returned my gaze to Jenny. She didn't say anything and kept her gaze forward but continued to subtly massage her breasts and tease her nipples. After about 10 seconds of self stimulation, her looking forward, me continuously looking over my shoulder and watching her, she turned towards me. My heart was beating out of my chest as we were suddenly face to face, she let her hands drop revealing fully her proud stimulated nipples, like bullets against her T-shirt. As all guys will know, and I suspect most women might have realised, the site of such obviously erect nipples can transfix a man. I stared and subconsciously adjusted my now once more rock hard cock, I quickly broke the spell by once more checking the proximity of other shoppers. As I did I could see the front of a trolley slowly making its way to the end of the aisle, one assumes with a person following shortly behind.
With out thinking I moved to my right passing closely behind Jenny, I raised my left hand and with our eyes firmly locked and without waiting for an invitation I roughly placed my left hand on her breast. I paused for the briefest second feeling her hard nipple in the centre of my palm and the soft malleable flesh more than filled my grasp. I took its weight and firmly squeezed, as my fingers closed I felt her stumble slightly, her knees going weak and her hand grabbing mine and pulling it harder on to her. An animalistic low noise escaped her lips and I needed to pull my hand away as the brief interaction came and went. I kept walking past the oncoming trolley, which I could now see was being piloted by a small elderly gentleman, my trolley left behind I kept walking innocently as if I'd forgotten something. I found myself looking at the fresh pizzas, though peperoni was far from my thoughts. I closed my eyes and replayed what had happened over and over, my hand involuntarily closed and opened as in my minds eye I once more had a strangers tit in my hand, the warmth, the weight, the softness and especially the hardness of her nipple. Fuck... did that really happen.... |
