“That’s a great idea!” I thought, did I say it aloud? It doesn’t matter, I’m in my car alone anyway, driving the A39 home from work after a long night shift with only the radio to keep me company.
It had suddenly occurred to me that I have a couple of sausages in the fridge need using, my mother had given them to me the other day when I was over visiting. Don’t you just love the way your mother packs a box of food for you to take home whenever you see them? Or is it just mine? They are good quality sausages from her local butcher, she doesn’t buy the cheap frozen rubbish that I do. So I’d had the thought that I should pop into the supermarket on the way home and pick up a nice fresh loaf of crusty bread and have a damn good sausage sandwich for breakfast before I go to bed.
Twenty minutes later, I pull into the supermarket car park. It’s not open yet, but there is a small gathering of people outside indicating that it will be soon. I check my watch, five to eight, must be opening at eight. I get out of the car and wander over to join the crowd, have they not got anything better to do at this time of the morning? I wonder
“Hi John!” a female voice calls out,
“Oh, hello Judi, what brings you here at this time of a Saturday morning?”
It’s a fairly small town I live in, and it’s not uncommon to see a friend or acquaintance while out and about. Judi lived quite close to me, I’d often see her out walking her dog, we’d usually greet each other or stop for a short chat, nothing much, normally how are you? Nice weather we’re having, etc, etc. She was quite an attractive woman about five foot eight maybe five ten, long strawberry blonde hair falling onto her shoulders and spilling about half way down her back, her skin was smooth and taught across her face with just the hint of a few freckles on the cheek bones and eyes that glistened like emeralds in the morning sun set back under her brow. The sleeveless top fitted snugly around her waist and expanded upwards until it was tight around her large bust. I tried to hold her look, but it was hard, I had to have a peek at her cleavage, the soft flesh pressed together and trying to force its way out. As our eyes met, I was acutely aware that I probably wasn’t the only one who had trouble keeping my eyes off her breasts, and I could tell from her wry smile that she knew but she didn’t mind, in fact she seemed to quite like it.
“I needed some milk for breakfast, what about you?”
“Fancied some nice fresh bread”
The security guard appeared behind the glass doors and fumbled with the lock. As the doors slid open, people started bustling together like ants in their haste to gather their wares and return to whatever it was they did on a Saturday morning. We turned towards the door and walked together as we reached the entrance everyone seemed to be vying for position, I slowed and allowed her through first my gaze dropping to the tight material of her jeans around her bum and upper thighs. Would I get away with a small smack or pinch I wondered, but thought better of it. She must have sensed my thought or felt my stare because she looked over her shoulder towards me, our eyes met and she gave me a little knowing smile. We chatted continually around the supermarket, asking each other little questions about the world we live in and life in general, by the time we got through the checkout and back outside again we were talking comfortably and laughing at each others jokes.
“Do you want to get breakfast somewhere together?” the suggestion nearly knocked me over, I couldn’t believe that she was asking the question I’d been wanting to ask for he past ten or fifteen minutes.
“I would love to, how about I cook for you?”
“OK” she replied “but it better be good”
“Can I help with anything?” she asked as we went inside.
“There’s some champagne and some orange juice in there” I said indicating to the fridge “Why don’t you make us a drink and make yourself comfortable and I’ll get breakfast”
“What are we drinking to?” she asked as she offered me a glass
“Chance meetings?” glasses chinked as the smell of bacon and sausage sizzling under the grill filled the air. Judi took a sip at her glass lips pursed tight as she gently tilted her head back revealing the smooth skin of her neck. My gaze followed the line down from her chin and I once again found myself looking into her ample cleavage. She smiled as she took her glass away from her lips and leaned over and kissed me. Just a gentle peck the one that takes you by surprise and your heart stops for that thousandth of a second.
“Hurry up with my breakfast then, the smell is making me hungry” she said as she sauntered out of the kitchen.
“That was delicious” Judi exclaimed as she put her knife and fork down and finished her coffee
“You’re welcome, did you want another coffee?” I asked clearing the plates into the kitchen
I returned from the kitchen, Judi was on the balcony looking out over the river
“Nice spot you’ve got here”
“You like the river?” I asked walking up and standing beside her
“I do, but you must be tired after your night shift”
“I was thinking about going out for a sail, you’re welcome to join me if you’re not doing anything”
“Are you sure you’re not tired?” she asked leaning over to me. This time I responded and pressed my lips towards hers. My arms slid gently around her shoulders and pulled her into me our tongues meeting and exploring each others mouths, her arms pulled tight around my back as she let go and fell against me. Running my hands down her back I grabbed her bum and gave a gentle squeeze, I felt myself starting to get hard. I could taste her on my lips as we broke our kiss we looked deep into each others eyes and smiled.
“I’d rather go to bed” she whispered.
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