Never has a man been so richly rewarded for being a Good Samaritan. I had parked in a secluded spot in the garden centre car park. There was one huge SUV close by with a woman loading things into the open boot. She turned and looked into her trolley at the large bags of compost. I could see she was quite prepared to attempt to lift the three bags herself. As I walked towards her I guessed she was mid-thirties. She was dressed in a dress made of thick material that did nothing to show off what it was covering. It stopped a couple of inches above her knees. She was no stunner but had an appealing, attractive look that was enhanced when she smiled in my direction.
"Can I help you get those into the back of your car?"
"Oh I am sure I can manage, thank you."
"I am sure you can but I am happy to help."
"That is so kind thank you, they are very heavy."
We stood each side of the low two-wheeled trolley. Taking my end of the first bag I looked up as she took a grip on the other end. It was not her grip on the bag that interested me it was the view down the front of her dress. The material being thick and not very fitted was not clinging to her and offered me a view down past her cleavage. I tried hard to appear not to be looking but it was not easy. Unfortunately while I could see a long way down I could not see wide enough to make out her nipples. As we twisted in lifting the bag the view changed and I got a view of nearly the whole of her right breast. Her nipple was nearly black, contrasting with her pale skin. It was not especially thick but was long and firm. I was in my early twenties and had seen my fair share of nipples but there was something about the setting that made this sight hugely exciting. My prick stirred at nothing more than that image of her nipple that was burnt into my brain. We lifted the bag into the boot and turned to get the second one. She moved to the side of the trolley I had been on and said.
"My left hand is stronger than my right and anyway it will give you a view of the other one."
I was so embarrassed I struggled out an apology.
"I am so sorry I didn't mean to look. I am sorry I saw........ "
"I bloody well hope you are not sorry. I have always been told that I have great boobs. Did you not enjoy seeing them? I thought that at least one part of you seemed to appreciate them."
Now I was confused as well as embarrassed and apologetic.