Chance Meeting

(Part 1 from 1)

I come into the store from a bright outside. I can’t see you, but you have already seen me. You step into the shadows as I look around the store, making sure I don’t see you there. I am not sure what I want; I just know this is the only place to find it. I glance at the display of toys, and, finding one I like, I bend down to read about it. Moving on, I skim through the racks of lingerie. After several racks of the things people think are so sexy, but not as sexy as simplicity, I find one I like. A red lace thong with a half bra designed to show a small portion of your nipples. I head over to the dressing rooms to try it on. They are only closed with a curtain, and when my back is to the door, you come in behind me. I don’t hear you and continue to undress. Once standing completely naked, I take the red thongs and bra off the hanger, and begin to slip them on. As I bend over to step into the thongs, you reach out your hands to lightly caress my back. I give a startled gasp, try to turn around, but you hold my body tightly. I can’t see you, but whatever you are doing to my body is amazing. You reach around in front of me to gently touch the sides of my breasts causing me to lean back onto you fully. I feel you pressed into my back, obviously enjoying yourself as much as I am. As I reach down to feel you, make you want me, you twist my nipple slightly between your fingers, again making me gasp. I work your zipper down, and your pants slowly hit the floor. I wrap my fingers around you, shocked by your size and thrilled at the same time. Impatient, you push me downward, into a standing doggy style position and slam your body into mine. I moan out loud before thinking of the shop owner. But all my worries disappear once you start moving. You gently grab a handful of my hair, pulling me harder against you and I moan louder, not caring who hears me. My body begins to shake a bit from the mid blowing orgasm your leading me to… and you stop. You withdraw from my body, leaving my empty and alone. As I stand there trying to catch my breath, I hear the curtain swish and realize you are gone. I put my clothes back on, beginning to anticipate going home but before I leave the store, I decide to go ahead and grab the toy I had looked at earlier. Once in my car, I look at the purchases I made, the toy, the bra, and the thong. On the drive home, I let my mind wander back to the adult store where <gasp> I was seduced by a stranger who’s face I had never even seen… But recalling was nearly as erotic as the experience itself, and I slipped my hand up my skirt to bring my self closer to the edge…. But I had already made it home. Sighing, I grab my packages and head into the house. Still remembering you in the changing room, I head to the shower, intent on relief. And there you are again, only this time, you are facing me. I know I know you, but I can’t be sure where from. You hold my hand and help me into the shower. Gathering my hair into your hands, you lather it, slowly massaging my scalp as you wash it. I let my eyes fall closed and give myself over to sensation. And then, just as before, I feel your hands turning me around and then ahh, you are inside me and obviously have no intention of teasing me this time as you slam yourself deep inside my body. Worked up from the interlude before, in seconds we are both gone, feeling our bodies explode in complete passion and contentment. Hours later, sitting curled up on my living room floor, we finally speak.
“Where do I know you from?” I ask.
And this is your answer to me:

“Years ago, when we were just barely in our twenties, you and I went to the same dance club. For months, I felt you watching me, but always thought you were beyond my reach. Then, one night, you came in by yourself, for the very first time since I had been there, and you were dressed to kill. I will never forget. You were wearing a long black skirt with a slit to your mid thigh. A low cut shirt that gave emphasis to your breasts, but didn’t hang them out there. You were a goddess then and didn’t even know it. I knew you were looking for me, so I sat next to you and bought you a drink. We talked for the rest of the night and when you left, somehow I knew it was the last time I would see you, so I kissed you; a long, hard, yet sweet kiss so you would never forget me. And I was right. You never came back into the bar and for years, I have been waiting to find you again. When you walked into the store today, I knew I had to have you, the wait had been agonizing. But I didn’t want you to leave again. I am sorry for taking you by surprise that way.”
Here you stop, and then, “No, I am not sorry. Even if you were to make me leave and walk out of my life again, I would have this day forever and I will never forget that.”
I sat silently for a minute or two. I mean, it was a little creepy, thinking you had been waiting for me. But then I realized I had been waiting for you too. And as I began to realize why I never came back to that bar, I felt your hands gently caressing my thighs and all was right in the world again.


To be continued…

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