Dedicated to Mr. R. I hope it's to your liking.
I wished Whole Foods would lower their prices, as I filled the flimsy plastic produce bag. Looking over the other seasonal fruit options, I picked up a peach squeezing to see if it was anywhere near ripe. I brought it to my nose and was rewarded with a sweet perfume. I happened to look up across the bins of the summer's harvest and noticed a pair of brown eyes watching me. She was in the berry section holding a bag of cherries but she was watching me, a smile playing across her lips.
My gaze slid down taking in her smooth skin and flaring hips. The skirt she was poured into left no doubt her ass was a show stopper. I imagined how squeezing it would feel. She giggled causing me to jerk my attention back to her face. She was blushing as she turned to head into another department. I watched her disappear down an aisle as I put my peach down. It wasn't ripe. I'd been unconsciously squeezing earlier, lost in my imaginings.
I continued my shopping. Salad... rice ... I think I'm out of olive oil. I found the brand I like among the never ending options and turned to put it in my cart. The peach lady was standing next to it. She smiled, leaning into me. I was about to say something but the angle gave me a wonderful view down her tank top. The round tops of her breasts got my full attention. She pulled the bottle of oil that had been right by my head down and put it in her hand basket. "That's the best kind. Good and slippery". Her voice was sweet. Smiling, she sauntered off swaying her hips as she turned the corner.
I was at half mast. Didn't see my Whole Foods run turning out like this. She was interesting. I continued my shopping and saw her at the end of the next aisle. She was bent over, reaching for coffee on the bottom shelf. Something in me stirred. My turn. I left my cart and walked up behind where she half-crouched, watching. As she stood, having retrieved her selection, her ass brushed against my crotch to her surprise.
She quickly turned around startled. Glancing down at my fly and back up blushing at having felt my interest. I smiled at her but didn't back up. "Excuse me" I said, leaning in close, reaching above her. As close as we were I could feel her body heat and smell her shampoo. I slowly pulled a package of coffee off of the shelf. I didn't care what kind I just wanted in her personal sphere. Once I'd got what I wanted I waited, looking into her eyes. She licked her lips, no doubt wanting to feel mine on hers.