Sara had noticed that the grocery store was usually empty around 11 am. She had decided to wear a short-sleeved shirt that hung loose on her. She liked the way her breasts swung in it while she walked when she didn't wear a bra, yet it didn’t give it away that she was without one. She also had on a green skirt that came down to just above her knees.
She grabbed a basket and headed to the back of the store to look for some chicken. There she saw the older man whom she had ‘flashed’ before while checking out by dropping her debit card on purpose. Now he was scanning some cheese along the refrigerated section on the back wall. The man looked up at her and she noticed excitement wash over his face.
“Good afternoon!” he said to her.
“Hi!”
Sara walked past him to work her way to the frozen meat section.
“Hot damn,” she heard him say under his breath after she passed.
She stopped and turned around to give the old man a flirty smile.
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Melanie returned to work that next Monday. Swamped with work, she had a hard time being patient for lunch...hoping Miles would want to eat at their usual place.
“Lunch?” Miles approached her and asked about ten till eleven.
Almost killed me making me wait! she thought.
“Of course!”
Miles and Melanie walked a ways behind some other coworkers who frequented the same place.
“You know what I told you about Ben? About how he’s kind of just a straightforward guy?” Melanie asked as she looked towards the ground.
“Yeah. Missionary Ben?”
“Stop,” she said, lightly hitting him.
“We went to a motel last week. He had a company dinner out of town. We were having sex and some guy saw us.”
“Really?” Miles responded, sounding more intrigued than surprised.
“Yeah.”
“Were you upset? I mean, upset he saw you?”
“No. It was a huge turn-on.”
“Funny.”
“What’s funny?”
“Well...me and Sara are into that kind of thing. Exhibitionism. I like to direct her and have her do things.”
“I know, you mentioned it once before to me. That you have her show off sometimes...what, I mean theoretically speaking would you have her do if you were going to show off today?” Melanie’s heart almost skipped a beat.
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Sara and the old man were kissing passionately in a stall in the men's room of the store. He wasn't very attractive to her. His hair was thinning, and like most men of his advanced age, he had a belly. He was exactly what she wanted—someone who she felt would be thrilled to be with someone like her.
Both his hands were on her hips, almost massaging them. Sara grabbed one and moved it under her shirt and onto her right breast, which he then began to squeeze while Sara rubbed his cock over his pants. She could tell just by rubbing him that he was very well endowed. She then began to unzip and pull his cock out, which she tugged at while he moaned into her mouth, his mustache almost tickling her.
Once it was hard, Sara turned around and bent over, holding herself up on the toilet in the stall. The old man lifted her skirt, exposing her.
“No underwear, huh? You little slut.”
“Fuck this slut, baby.”
The old man slid his huge cock along the outside of her pussy for a bit before finally pushing it in.
Sara bit her lip trying not to make any noise, but failing as she found herself making quiet moans as he grunted with just about every push. He gripped her hips tightly and after some time, grabbed her hair with his right hand pulling her head back and causing her to let out a loud moan.
“I knew you were a whore. Me and some of the other guys always notice you come in here and show off,” the old man said in between breaths. He moved his other hand under her shirt and began to grab her tits.
“Just wanting to get fucked!”
Sara let out a cry as the old man thrust his fat cock deeper into her with that last word.
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“Theoretically?” He asked her, raising an eyebrow.
“Well, it depends. I mean, I don’t know about showing off at our frequent lunch spot. If we got caught that would be the end of that. I mean, theoretically, if you were Sara we would probably go somewhere around here that we usually don’t go. Maybe I’d have her take off her panties if she was wearing a skirt. Have her spread her legs a little, the whole time we were there?”
“What if she was dressed like I am now? You know, this work polo and jeans?” Melanie asked, still keeping her eyes towards the ground.
“Sara’s got larger breasts, so maybe have her remove her bra. Maybe her nipples would poke through. It’s hard in that outfit. I mean it’s unsexy. You are just about as unsexy as it gets right now.”
“Shut up,” Melanie replied. “What if she had my build?”
“OK, look. If you told me you wanted to do some ‘showing off’ I would have to think about it. You have an amazing ass so I would probably think of something like that. Have you wear a thong and maybe bend over showing some of it off? It’s hard with that outfit. If you had a tight shirt you could go bra-less.”
Just then they arrived at their destination. Miles was disappointed the conversation was over, especially after noticing Melanie blushing. Even more so after when their walk back just consisted of office drama.
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“I’m going to cum, where do you want it?” he asked her, out of breath.
“Wherever you want this slut to take it,” she replied.
“Swallow,” was all he could work out as he continued to pound her.
Sara quickly turned around, got down on her knees opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.
The old man, whose name she still didn’t know, began to shoot his load into her mouth. After he was finished she began to suck it to make sure there was nothing left.
The old man then pulled her up and kissed her deeply. He then zipped up and walked out of the bathroom not saying another word to her.
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Ben held Melanie’s hand as they walked into the department store.
They were there to pick out a dress for Melanie for his father’s 55th birthday party that coming weekend. A task that Melanie would almost always do on her own, but this time she had asked Ben to come with her, which he was reluctant to do. In his mind, there were about a hundred things he could be fixing around the small house that they had bought just a couple of years prior.
“I’ll be right back, I want to see if they have any boots to replace my old ones,” Ben told her looking around.
“Okay, I’ll be here.”
Melanie walked around picking out about three dresses. She waited until Ben returned to try them on.
“No boots,” he said as he returned to her side.
“I’m sorry. I’m going to go try these on real quick and then we can go.”
Ben nodded his head in agreement as Melanie began to walk towards the mixed dressing room, making sure to leave a dress on an empty seat by the entrance.
Inside the dressing room, Melanie closed the door and looked herself over in the mirror. She signed and then began to undress. She removed her shirt and pants and then unhooked her bra, exposing her small breasts and pink nipples.
Her heart began to race as she listened to what was going on outside the door. She could hear people walking back and forth in the hallway to the dressing room.
“Ben? Could you bring me that dress out on the seat?” she called out.
She tried to remain calm as she heard Ben slowly approach and knock on the door.
Melanie swiftly turned around and unlocked the door opening it wide.
Ben’s eyes opened as he saw Melanie standing before him in nothing but her white panties, a male customer behind him getting an eyeful which instantly made Melanie horny.
Ben quickly pushed his way in and closed the door behind her.
“What are you doing!?” he scolded her.
“I just wanted to have some fun, I thought it would be sexy if I opened the door for you like that,” Melanie was a little hurt at his reaction, but at the same time expecting it.
“Other men are walking up and down this hall!”
“Oh my God,” Melanie feigned embarrassment, “I didn’t know this was a mixed dressing room!”
She quickly began to tear up. It was mostly for show but was pulling from her embarrassment at Ben’s reaction.
“Well...don’t worry about it. I don’t think anyone saw.”
They both knew that was wrong.
Ben hugged her and then left the changing room.
Melanie sat down on the bench inside and stared at the floor for a bit before getting dressed and exiting the changing room.
“I didn’t like any of these,” she told Ben. “Let’s go.”
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Kyle was tall and skinny. Pretty much the opposite of Arnold. His trailer was a lot cleaner than Arnold's, but smelled of smoke. He was in much better shape but had to take breaks periodically for a coughing fit. Wasn't exactly the object of her desires. He was very pale outside of a dark, contrasting farmer's tan. He was a lot more adventurous than Arnold was.
He had a belt around Sara's neck, hooked fairly tight. He held the other end in his hand while she rode reverse cowgirl, grinding on his dick, which she was glad was a lot bigger than Arnold's.
“Fuck, your ass is something else,” he told her, slapping it.
He then motioned her forward and she got down on all fours as he fucked her doggy-style.
“Yeeee-haw!” he yelled out, pulling a little tighter on the belt.
“Ride me,” Sara said as he began to fuck her harder.
She continued to moan slightly as she tried not to choke too much.
“Alright, bitch, I'm gonna ride you around the stables here. Ride you around town. Arnold said you were good pussy, but I didn't expect you to be this good.”
Kyle was the first of his friends that had contacted her. Arnold had shown him her photo and said she was looking for a good time.
Sara let out a cry as he slapped her ass hard.
“Yaaa-hooo!” he hollered.
Sara wondered between the bed rocking and the yelling if the neighbors were hearing anything.
“Fuck me, ride me.” She was enjoying the pounding he was giving her.
She had received a text from Kyle earlier that day.
“Arnold showed me some of your pics in his place. You’re fucking sexy. He said you were looking for a good time.”
She had let him know that she wasn’t interested in just fucking. She wanted some wild sex and that she told Arnold as much.
She showed up to Kyle’s place in a tight pair of jeans and a loose t-shirt with no bra. They talked for a couple of minutes. Just general conversation. He worked as a contractor, doing flooring, and asked her what she did. She didn’t mention Miles but told him she wasn’t looking for a relationship.
“What did Arnold tell you about me?” she asked.
“Just that he knew some slut that was looking for some dirty sex in his complex. I thought he was full of shit until he sent me a photo of you spreading your pussy on his nasty old couch. I told him I could give it a shot.”
Sara came as he pounded her from behind.
“Oh yeah, yeah, fuck me!”
“Woooo!” he let out as she came.
He stopped for a minute to let her enjoy the moment. He pulled out of her and stood by the bed lighting up a cigarette.
Sara lay there, face down for a minute, gathering her thoughts.
“That pussy is something else, let me tell you. I fucked a bitch last week, and she was so loose.”
Sara slowly got up and made her way over to where Kyle was. She reached over and grabbed his dick and put it in her mouth.
“You suck a mean cock too. Shit, baby.”
Sara sucked his cock while he reached under and played with her tits.
"Oh, baby,” he said as he began to cum in her mouth.
He grabbed a clump of her hair and held on tight, giving Sara no choice but to hold his cock in her mouth until he was finished. He pulled out, causing a couple of drops to fall out of her mouth. Sara swallowed the rest.
As Sara was walking from his trailer to her car that was parked outside of the gates, she noticed some of the men watching her. She began to walk shaking her hips more as she moved hearing a whistle from one of them.
Sara drove from Kyle’s back home, surprised to find Miles there.
“Hey, honey,” he said as she entered their apartment.
Miles was sitting on the couch with a laptop open.
“They gave us the rest of the day off.”
“Great!” she exclaimed, “I’m going to take a shower real quick. I’ve been out trying to find something sexy to wear at the next Gala dinner...a couple of things to present to you but I couldn't find anything. I'm all sweaty, I think the air conditioner in the car is going out.”
“Oh, really?” Miles replied, sounding disappointed.
Sara made her way quickly into the bathroom and got in the shower. She stood there after rinsing her hair. She tried to feel bad for lying to Miles. For having just fucked some random friend of Arnold behind his back...but she couldn’t feel anything other than a little horny thinking about fucking Kyle's neighbors that cat called her as she left his trailer.