Casual Sex Hook Up That You’ll Every Hardware Store Visit

Random Sex Never Felt So Good

Here’s how I had a casual sex hookup at a store. I was only going for a few craft supplies that I couldn’t wait to get. I arrived at Home Depot as the clock struck 9:25 pm. At that moment I knew I didn’t have long and rushed into the store to be met with the harshness of the fluorescent lights. It was like a ghost town in there. Now, somewhere I wanted to be for a long.

As I wandered through the aisle the hum of the store air conditioner was damn near the only sound in the place. I grabbed what I needed and decided to use the last few minutes to go to my favorite part of the store. I rounded the entry for the garden section and was caught off guard by his presence. Tall, slightly older, rugged charm that could make any woman’s knees buckle.

He didn’t see me YET

I damn sure saw him. My eyes scanned his body like his finger scanned the leaves of the potted plants. There was something about his form that had me standing there like a statue. I looked down and giggled at the thought and was surprised when I finally looked up at myself. Him not knowing that casual sex was on my mind. But was it on his too?

He didn’t notice me at first. But my laugh set his sights right on me. Our eyes locked in as I moved closer. I was drawn to him like a bee to honey. Time stood still as we looked into each other’s eyes. Then it was broken by his soft smile that made me melt and my pussy tingle. We stood there for a while, just looking at each other. The world, better yet the store faded into the background of whatever had built up between us.

Finally, he spoke. It came out in a low hum. So inviting for casual sex, yet I couldn’t make out the words. The trace I was in made his words sound muffled at first. But began giving him my “million dollar” smile as if I knew. You know when you hear a certain tone that wraps you in a masculine bubble. He had just that and that’s all I needed to further make my exciting thoughts ok.

His eyes scanned my breasts, with casual sex on his brain

Then my thighs, and my ass. I wore a tube top and very short fabric shorts. He was in boot cut dark-washed Levis, black and tan cowboy boots, and a white tank which showed the flex of his biceps as he looked at me. We didn’t need words. Just touch and the sexual energy you only hear about.

He reached out and touched my thigh first. His hand was trailing from my thigh to my breast. My supplies slipped to the floor and my body pressed against his, ready for casual sex. I let my hands roam over his strong chest. Then around his neck. My hands clasped and he grabbed my ass. Letting out a low growl at the same time. My shorts were getting soaked. No, I didn’t have any panties on. Hey, maybe I knew I just didn’t need them.

I couldn’t hold off from casual sex

I pushed him against a nearby shelf as my hands fumbled with his belt. Reaching into his pants for what was mine for the moment. It felt good. Thick and veiny just how I love it. As I stroked his dick up and down, pants finally at his ankle, he bucked like it was a long time coming. Then came the power switch. His hands came back alive.
Grabbing my ass again at first. Then finding their way in my shorts. I gasped loudly as one of his fingers found its way into my pussy. Filling the space with low groans and what sounded like macaroni.

I know that you want to hear more of my dark desires, don’t you?

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