At the counter I stare off into a sea of assorted groceries. Tops of heads weave in and out of the aisles; I watch them, unconsciously, from the corner of my eye.
From my left, a girl approaches quickly to my center vision.
"Hey, how can I help you?" I ask.
She acts girly, "Oh, I was just looking." She smiles.
"Cool, please, take your time." I say with my forged smile.
She looks for an extra second then walks away towards the groceries. She walks straight ahead and ensures her butt is highlighted. I look; two perfect cheeks pressed up against white deniem pants. I almost stare for a while but i put it back in my pants as another customer approaches the counter.
Later, I hear a call in the incense aisle.
"What did ya need?" I say as I take my final steps to her.
She stifles a giggle, "I was just wondering if you could recommend an incense."
"Uhhh...well, honestly," I say as I rub gently past her to the end of the aisle and lift off a good sized, black and green box.
"Cannabis incense? Seriously?"
"Totally; I mean this is old stuff, maybe it doesn't live up to it's original glory but I like it. It's a good scent, nothing like cannabis unfortunately..." I say and then watch.
No reaction. Inconclusive.
"...but it's a nice incense."
Another customer interjects, "Excuse me, I'm in kind of a hurry. We're on our way to have my mother cremated and I needed the special prayer wood, but now I'm ready."
"Absolutely," I turn quickly to the girl and say, "If you need anything else, just ask."
She nods, expressionlessly.
The prayer wood hurry guy attracted the other customers in the store; soon, I had a line. I saw the girl get in at the back of it. She has one packet of the cannabis incense in her hand.
Finally, it's quiet and she's up to the counter.
"That'll do it for you?"
"Yeah, I guess," she says with a playful sigh.
"Anything you were looking for in particular?"
"Nah, just, well, you didn't hit on me...and, I'm...surprised, I guess.
"Well I, uh, did check you out but I'm just not looking to fulfill another's needs right now."
"Well what about your needs?"
"Eh. It's whatever."
"What if I told you I wanted your dick; then what would you do?"
I don't know what happened between then and now but, I'm in the store men's room, the handicap stall; the girl, looking more exotic in the hepatitis haze lighting, closes and locks the door behind her.
I'm standing in the large stall awkwardly; she pushes me to a sitting position on the toilet and undoes my belt. Then zipper. My dick flops carelessly out; standing at attention.
Her eyes beam at the sight of it; the innocence and joy of a child on Christmas somehow entwined with dick.
She lunges forward and sucks softly as I close my eyes; my subconscious still embarrassed at the thought of orgasm. I bite my lip as she licks the tip. I'm reminded of the last time someone did this, my girlfriend, a few months back. This girl is a lot hotter though.
She lunges again and gags a little; the sound, the thought makes me gag but luckily I keep it to myself.
I feel the pressure mounting. She reaches up and gently tickles my sack.
I can't hold it; I explode inside her mouth.
She backs off me and licks a little off her lip.
She looks at me with desire and then stands, she shifts her attire. She exists the stall as she fixes her hair with the other hand. She doesn't look back.
I sit there; my cum shock has finally worn off. I'm still kinda dazed though. Who the fuck was that? Is this normal?
I wasn't a guy that got much random sex; none in fact. Till now I guess.