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Late Night at the Hy-Vee

The produce section produces results.
I'm Damien. I'm thirty-five and single, 6' 3" and 205 lbs. I work the afternoon shift at a factory near Kansas City, where I live. I usually hit the bars after work in search of a girl to hang out with and, if we hit it off, we can go back to either her place or mine. Since KC is a fairly large area I never have to worry about running into a chick again if we don't get it on, although I do have more than my share of success stories.

If I like one, we usually are together for no more than two weeks, as I don't want anything long term. I'm not ready for a long-term relationship, not just yet. I'm pretty well-hung, about nine or ten inches and thick, so the women like what they see. I come off as aloof, so after they've fucked me, a lot of them don't mind letting me go.

So after work one night I need some groceries and I head out to the local Hy-Vee for some supplies. The store is nearly deserted, not surprising given that it's just after midnight. I'm in the produce section and I see this woman checking out the lettuce. She's tall, around 5'9", slender with a nice ass and smallish tits, but a gorgeous face, long straight dark hair down to her shoulders and a tanned complexion. Judging from some of the lines on her face, she looks to be around forty, and no rings on her fingers. She's either unattached or looking for strange.

As I pass by, she looks even better. She's not wearing makeup, which is amazing considering her good looks and age. We make brief eye contact, and she shoots me a smile. Her eyes are looking up and down and I'm hoping she likes what she sees.

As I go through the section, I notice that she keeps looking at me. She's not hiding it, either, so I decide to approach her.

"Hi, there," I tell her. "You know, we've been making eye contact ever since I got here. My name is Damien." I hold out my hand for her.

"Oh, you noticed, did you?" she replied, taking my hand. "I wondered how long it was going to take before you came over. My name is Adrienne, pleased to meet you."

"This is going to sound corny," I said. "Do you come here often? I stop by after work once in a while and I've never seen you here. Believe me, I wouldn't forget a face as cute as yours."

She smiled at that. She was simply beautiful when she smiled like that. I could forego my no commitment rule for someone with a smile like that.

"Actually," she began, "This is my first ever visit to this store. I'm new to the area. I moved here from Carbondale, Illinois. My divorce became final a week ago and I figured Kansas City was a chance for a clean start."

"Well, if you don't mind my saying so, you are just plain beautiful. I hope you don't have to fight off the men around here." I was hoping she would take that as a compliment, but it didn't come out so well, and I wished I could take it back.

"Don't worry," she said, "I can hold my own, but what's a good looking young guy like you doing here alone? I can't imagine you don't have several women fighting to be with you. I know I would."

Oh my God, this was going almost too well. I decided to take the plunge.

"You know, if you need someone to help show you around the area, I would be happy to help. What do you say to dinner Saturday night? I know all the good places to eat here."

Adrienne actually blushed at my blunt proposal. "I'd like to think about that, if you don't mind. I have a lot of unpacking to do and I don't want to make a commitment until I know I'll have time. There is one thing you could help me out with tonight. Right here, in fact."

"Of course, anything you want."

"Then follow me." She crooked her finger at me, as if to say "Come on". I followed her to the rear of the store. She never said a word as she led me like an obedient puppy dog. Finally we stopped at the public restrooms.

"What in the world could I help you with here?" I asked.

"Just shut up and follow me," she replied. She then walked into the women's restroom.

I couldn't follow her in there, so I stopped.

"Hey, Damien, are you coming? There isn't anyone in here, you know. This store is deserted."

She had a point, there wasn't anyone coming this way, so I followed her in.

"Come here, you," she said, as she grabbed my face and kissed me. Her tongue was in my mouth in seconds and her hands reached around to squeeze my ass. She moaned as she did that, and I began to get hard.

Her lips were like the smoothest things I had ever felt, so I was enjoying this. Before I could feel her body, she broke the kiss.

"Hurry up and drop those pants, Damien," she told me. "There isn't anyone here, but that could change any moment. We don't have much time." She reached down to help me take off my jeans. I stood there in my boxers as she knelt down before me, pulling the top band of my boxers down to expose my growing cock.

"Oooh, just like I thought. I saw that bulge in your jeans and figured you had a big cock, but this is even bigger than I imagined. I'm going to love sucking this big boy."

She reached out and licked the tip of my cock, wetting it down for the main event. Then she ran her tongue up and down the shaft as she caressed my cock with her hands. She gripped me as if I were delicate crystal, afraid to break it off in her hands. Then, without warning, she took my cock into her mouth.

"Oh god, Adrienne, that's just..." I couldn't say another word as she began to suck and lick me. Her lips and tongue were everywhere at once as she took as much down her throat as she could.

As she went down on the shaft, her cheeks sucked inward, as if to inhale my cock. On the upstroke, she actually opened her mouth around the head of my cock and showed me her tongue wrapping around the tip, catching my pre-cum and savoring it. She repeated that with every up and down of her head. I had never had my cock sucked so perfectly. I could feel her tongue on the head and her teeth on my shaft with every move of her head. And every time she came up for air she flashed those dark eyes at me, raising her eyebrows as if to tell me how good it was.

I was going crazy as she continued to suck me so well. I knew this was going to be over soon, as she kept up her wonderful lip, tongue and hand action. She actually smiled at me as I threw my head back at one point.

Her hands were working the shaft just below her lips, but she removed one of them in order to massage my balls. It was as if she was trying to force the cum up and out of my balls and through my cock. When she touched my anus, the fireworks weren't far behind. She wriggled her finger into my ass and massaged me, all the while maintaining the exquisite suction on my cock.

I tried to tell her I was about to cum, but I couldn't speak. I was unable to do anything except feel such immense pleasure. I began to stiffen, and she knew that it was a sign that I was ready.

She then removed her mouth and began to stroke me hard with her hands, really stroking me fast. As she did this she positioned her open mouth below my cock and waited.

The first spurt of cum landed on her lower lip, and she was quick to suck it into her mouth. I couldn't take any more and began to release thick jets of cum into her waiting mouth.

She took it and even let some run down her chin, but managed to get it back in her mouth, slurping and swallowing as she milked my cock of everything it had. Once she was certain I had finished, she took me fully into her mouth to clean me up.

Her eyes went wide and her nostrils flared as she took the remaining cum down her throat. Finally she was satisfied with her work and stood up.

I was completely spent, exhausted by her performance. I tried to speak, but only a raspy whisper escaped from my lips. I wanted to take her home, but she had other ideas.

As she stood up, she reached into her pocket and handed me a slip of paper. It was her phone number.

She straightened her top and tossed her hair in place. "Saturday night, huh?" she said. "Call me. You owe me one."

And then she was gone.

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