FabSwingers.com forum: Shopping distractions

By *eester Grey OP Man
over a year ago

Welwyn

So this morning I'm drafted by the Mrs to help with the weekly shop . We go to a massive store around 20 minutes drive. As always the motorway is filled with a good selection of wankers . I'm overtaken by a car going so fast that you'd think he's Marty MC fly in the Delorian. He overtakes and dives in front at the 100 yard marker . I brake sharply. I go to use the horn and realise there is no point. Maybe karma will kick in and I'll see him as I drive back with his car steaming by the side of the road. The RAC patrol shaking his head.....huge bill Mr Arsehole.

I snap back to reality and pull into the carpark. We get the trolley and the hand scanner. Our shopping odyssey starts in the clothes section. My Mrs heads for the bras .Why does she need another bra? Why cover those 36,DDs? Those beautiful works of art.

Bras are the work of Satan.

I drift off and round the corner is a young mum around 25, she is in gym shorts that are spray on. And a t shirt revealing .....NO BRA...oh there is a god,! As a leg and foot man I also appreciate beautiful feet with painted nails . She picks through the sales rack and flicks the sandal on her foot. She bends forward and smiles at me . I make small talk. She complains about how hot it is . She says it's off with her clothes when she gets home and out with the bikini. I say I bet that is a sight worth seeing.

Her child breaks the moment with " mummy I pooed" she looks at me desperate to be somewhere, anywhere but here. Sorry she says and I smile. I catch up with my Mrs and whistfully look back at the young mum. She catches my smile and waves goodbye.

In my mind I bump into her again. She shows her fantastic body to me and I remove the bikini top slowly savouring every inch of her perfect breasts. Licking those small , well formed nipples. Teasing them with little bites. I move south and start on that perfect smooth mound . The bikini bottoms gone with the pull of a cord.

Her pussy tasts sweet. It's tight and ready for my exploration. It yields to my tongue as I probe deeper. She shudders and grips my head , encouraging me to probe her wetness deeper.