Debbie lounged around the house sipping Iced-Tea. It was a lazy Saturday
afternoon and she was wondering what the day had in store for her.
She reached down to stroke her smooth, shaven pussy, she was in the mood
for a good fuck by some young, yet unknown, stud. Debbie set down her tea
and strolled into the bedroom to get dressed. She removed her robe and
admired herself in the full length mirror, at 32 she had already been
divorced, had no kids, but still had a fantastic body. She touched her
nipples and was surprised at the sensitivity, she needed a fuck bad.
She pulled on a pair of white lace panties that barely covered the
sensuous crack of her ass, and were very see through. She then put on a
similar bra that hardly covered her brown, now erect, nipples. A short
leather miniskirt and pink top finished the ensemble, and Debbie was ready
for a day of lust. Debbie pulled her cherry red Fiat into the parking
lot of the local super market. She found out, after years of “research,”
that the best place to meet really sexy guys was at a supermarket.
They seemed to understand the deep needs of a woman. It was on isle
14 that she saw him. He had the cutest ass she had ever seen. He was
wearing tight jeans and a tank top. Then he turned around, he had a
gorgeous boyish looking face. God I hope he’s not a fag, Debbie thought.
She suddenly remembered she needed some wheat bread. She bent over to
reach the bread.