I had become a regular at the local big box store near my office lately. It was easy getting in and out in the middle of the day while everyone else was at work. The store was well-stocked, and it was nice to be able to find the things I needed cheaply.
I ran so many errands for my boss that I was only in the office part-time anyway. It was my first real job after high school, and I would do almost anything they asked of me just to stay there. It was a good-sized manufacturing company that made toilet paper. There was lots of room for growth, and since there were few other jobs available, I was happy to be employed.
When I would go to the store, I'd only get a few things at a time. That way, I always ended up using the express checkout. This particular day I had the same girl that I'd had a few times now. She seemed quite shy but always had a friendly smile. She also seemed very intelligent. I think that's what attracted me to her.
I made a point of calling her by name as she scanned and bagged my items. "Good morning, Sandy. How is your day going so far?" That's a trick I learned from my boss. I always looked at the name tags now. She was always dropping little nuggets like that to help me.
Sandy perked right up and offered, "Very well! It's nice to see you again. How is yours?"
"Better now that I am in the company of such a lovely young lady."
She blushed hard before taking my money. As she went about counting my change, I took in her natural beauty. She was not big on makeup and was a little on the thin side. But, she had something that attracted me. I've always been intrigued by slight and plain women. I can't explain it but have found them to be very alluring.
As she reached out with my change, Sandy asked, "May I ask your name?" as she continued to blush.
"I'm Dennis," I replied as I extended my hand toward hers.
She tentatively took my hand, and we shook lightly. Still holding on, she commented, "I love your leather jacket, by the way. I'd love to try it on sometime."
Slipping my hand from hers, I started to remove it.
"Not here, silly," she teased.
Now I was the one blushing as she giggled softly. "How about we meet at the coffee shop two doors down after work? Then you can let me try it on."
"What time do you get off?" I questioned with a little fire in my voice.
"My shift ends at four, but I can wait for you if you work later," she replied with a sexy little grin.
"I'll be there at four-fifteen. Now, you better get back to work. I see your manager looking this way, and I don't want to get you in trouble, Sandy." I took my bags and headed toward the exit. As I walked outside, past the glass, I glanced back at her as she busied herself with another customer. She looked so cute in her blue dress with black leggings.
I spent the rest of the day thinking that I'd made a mistake flirting with her. She seemed so innocent, and I didn't want to hurt her. Besides, I was always tripping over my own words around cute girls. As the time neared, I decided that I would keep things friendly while keeping my distance. I figured that I wouldn't make any moves and leave it all up to her.
Four o'clock came, and I packed up my things. It was only a five-minute drive to the store, so I dawdled for a few minutes while cleaning out my car. I don't know what possessed me to do that, but it needed a good cleanout. After tossing the trash, I jumped into the car and headed to the coffee shop.
Pulling into a parking space out front, I momentarily considered leaving. It was then that I saw Sandy sitting at a table inside, and she noticed me. Her eyes lit up, and she smiled like Santa had just walked into her living room. I smiled back and didn't hesitate to head inside.
I walked to her table for two and took my seat.
"I didn't get you anything because I didn't know what you liked," Sandy stammered as her face reddened.
"Does someone come by, or do I go and order at the counter?" I asked.
She smiled an intoxicating smile as she spoke, and I didn't hear a word. I'd been overcome by that smile every time I saw her these last couple of weeks. Sandy must have noticed this and put her hand on mine to bring me back. I jumped a little at her touch and realized that I'd been staring like a goofball. Sandy noticed my embarrassment and squeezed my hand before repeating, "You order at the counter, Dennis."
"Can I get you anything while I'm up there?" I asked as she continued to hold my hand.
"Just bring me this back," she smiled as she held up our entwined hands.
I went up and grabbed my coffee before returning and giving Sandy my hand to hold again. We talked about our lives and why neither of us went away to college. For her, it was simply because her family had little money to spare. For me, it was because my father had passed a few years ago, and I stayed to help my mother with my younger siblings. However, both of us had enrolled at the local community college for the upcoming semester.
Our conversation went on for a while until we both paused and stared. It was an odd sensation, staring at someone like that. As it continued, we gradually moved our faces closer together until we kissed. It wasn't spectacular on the sexy scale, but it did stir my second head. As our lips parted, we gawked humorously at each other before starting to snicker.
Suddenly it dawned on me that she'd never tried on my jacket. We'd been here talking for over an hour and forgot all about that. She could see something brewing in my head and asked, "What is it?"
I stood and pulled her up with me and then turned to get my jacket off of the back of my chair.
"You aren't leaving, are you?" she interrupted.
"No, silly. But didn't you want to try on my leather jacket?"
I got that smile again as she turned so that I could slip it onto her. She curled it around her thin form and held it tight to her, grinning all the while. Before we sat back down, she grabbed me in a hug and kissed me again. This time it was more stimulating, and I held her tightly as our lips and tongues mingled.
We got a little ribbing from the other patrons before our lips parted. Then Sandy whispered into my ear, "I really wanted to try this on with nothing else."
I pulled back a little and looked at her dumbfoundedly before she added softly, "You know, naked."
"Oh, I get it," I replied a little too loudly, and we both blushed from the stares we got. Not that they knew what we were talking about, but we did.
Trying to sound more experienced than I was, I asked, "So, where would we do this?" with a sly grin on my face.
"In a hurry, are we, Romeo?"
"Ah... I uh... hey, you're the one that suggested it."
Sandy leaned into me and kissed me again, then pulled back and grinned. It was sort of an odd thing, but I think that she was trying to be sexy. Of course, what did either of us know about that? It didn't really matter to me because I thought she was sexy from the first time I saw her.
"I know. I just wanted to see you squirm, Dennis. It only confirms my original impression that you are a good guy."
"Thank you," I responded. "While I must admit to being very excited about seeing you naked, I want you to know that I expect nothing of the kind. I just really liked you from our first meeting and wanted to get to know you."
"I know. Well, I better get going soon. My parents will be wondering why I haven't called them yet for a ride home."
"Can I give you a lift? I mean, would that be okay with your parents?
"They are pretty protective, but if you wouldn't mind meeting them, then I think they'd be okay with you dropping me off."
"Uh, sure. I don't mind meeting your parents as long as your dad doesn't beat me up," I uttered shyly.
"My dad?" Sandy laughingly replied. "No, my mom is the one you need to worry about. If she thinks for a minute that you are trying to take advantage of me, pow! Out go your lights. My dad is a hardworking sweetheart. My mom has seen far too many people abuse my father's goodwill and won't stand for it anymore, with any of us."
I sat there with my mouth agape, and my eyes were bulging as she finally cracked a little smile. When I realized that she was pulling my chain, I kissed her firmly before saying, "I really like your spunk and your kisses."
"I like yours too," she offered before she kissed me again.
We stood and headed out the door, hand in hand, as she called home.
"Hi, Mom. No, I don't need a ride. Do you remember that nice boy I was telling you about? Yeah, the one that comes into the store all of the time. We had coffee tonight, and he's going to drop me off at home. We're on our way now, so maybe fifteen minutes, max. Okay, yes, he would like to meet you guys. Okay. Yes. Yes, Mom. We can talk when I get home. Love you. Bye."
"So, she's a little protective."
"Yeah. She drives me crazy sometimes, but I know that she means well. Besides, I think she knows by my voice when I really like someone, and she's worried that I might do something foolish."
As I opened her car door for her, I asked, "So, are you going to do something foolish, Sandy?"
She responded by moving her hand to my crotch and giving me a little squeeze before saying, "Probably."
I backed away quickly as my face reddened and my head twisted about, trying to see if anyone saw her touch me. Sandy giggled a girl's giggle as she grabbed the door and pulled it closed. Still scanning the area, I made my way to the driver's side door and hopped inside.
I then noticed that Sandy had removed her leggings, and her bare legs were on display. She must have done it before she met me for coffee, and I never noticed until now. As I blatantly gawked at her exposed thighs, I could feel myself harden.
"Do you see something you like?" Sandy asked as I tried to change the focus of my attention.
"I... I... I better start the car."
Turning my head forward, I managed to get the key in the slot after three attempts and Sandy's non-stop snickering. Once I started the car, she leaned over and pulled my face to hers. We kissed for a few minutes as she pulled my hand to her bare thigh. I stroked it gently as she moaned into my mouth.
Suddenly she pulled back a little and panted while grabbing my hand in hers. Sliding it further up her leg, she whispered, "We don't have time to do anything else, but I want you to touch me."
Sandy pressed my hand into her damp panties, and I cupped her sex for a few seconds. She pressed her face against mine again and sucked hard on my lips and tongue. As I pressed Sandy's panties into her dampness with my fingers, she trembled and moaned into my mouth. Again she pulled back, panting.
"I want to get naked with you so badly," she implored.
"But right now, we have to get you home so that neither of us gets in trouble," I added for her.
I pulled my hand away and started the car as Sandy just sat there with her legs spread. I took one last look before I drove away and could see every outline of her labia through her soaked, white cotton knickers. I opened the windows as we drove to dry her off and get the smell of sex out of my car.
Once she was calm, Sandy pulled her leggings from her purse. Then in one swift motion, she removed her underwear and quickly pulled up her tights. I did get a peek at her uncovered pussy and etched it into my memory. At the next stop sign, she balled up her panties and stuffed them into my glovebox while I watched.
Through all of her antics, I was amazed that I didn't cum in my pants. I think the only reason I didn't was that I was scared to death most of the time. One thing was sure, though, I had leaked quite a bit myself and was showing a large wet spot through my pants.
Sandy noticed and asked, "Do you have another pair of pants in your car?"
"Yeah, I have some jeans in the trunk. Why?"
"Pull off the road right now and pop the trunk!" Sandy commanded.
As soon as I came to a stop, Sandy jumped out and ran to the trunk. I heard her slam it closed before she was back inside the car.
"Take off your pants and underpants!" she ordered.
I did as she told me but turned beet red as my semi-hard penis came into view. Sandy ogled it for a few seconds before relenting my jeans. Just as I lifted my pelvis to pull them up all of the way, she sighed deeply. Fortunately, my embarrassment caused me to shrink further and kept me from tenting my jeans.
I pulled my shoes back on and quickly got back on the road. As we pulled into her driveway, I looked at the clock, and we were only a couple of minutes late. Sandy grabbed her things and hopped out of the car, and I followed at a distance.
Sandy turned back to me as she pushed open the door and grabbed my arm, dragging me inside. The house was warm and cozy, and you could tell immediately that it was a home. It was a bit messy but in that well lived-in, kind of way. I was introduced to her mom and dad, as well as her younger brother.
They asked what kind of job I had, and I found out that her dad worked at the same plant that I did. As they prepared to sit down for dinner, I excused myself to get home to my own family. Sandy walked me out to my car and kissed me softly.
Once I was inside, she leaned into the window and asked, "What are you doing Saturday?"
"I have some chores in the morning but will have the afternoon free. What's on your pretty little mind?"
"I know of a place that I could try on your jacket properly. What do you think?" she asked as she wiggled her eyebrows in mock sexiness.
"I think that you're going to be trouble. But I have to admit that I like it and you."
"Alright. Call or text me when you're done with your chores, and I'll tell you where to meet me," Sandy told me before kissing me again deeply.
I watched as she walked away, wondering what I was in for Saturday. And since it was only Wednesday, how I was going to be able to wait until then? I quickly drove home with my head spinning from thoughts of touching her and seeing her naked pussy.