I Didn't Mean To Cheat (PM interest)

[ForeverIllinois]

I Didn't Mean To Cheat (Closed)

OOC:
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CLOSED for Ravenloft and I!

Disclaimer:

Everyone and everything in this story is made-up and fictional! The story is going to be a bit depraved so if this isn't your cup of tea, stop reading now.

My character:


https://i.imgur.com/Rl9DfGy.jpg


Name: Amanda Miles
Age: 22
Height: 5'8"
Eyes: Blue
Cup size: 32K

IC:
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You know that I never planned to cheat on Henry. I loved my boyfriend and I never planned on being touched by a man that I hardly knew.

Before I continue, I just want to say that I've always liked older men. It might sound weird to you, but just the thought of someone more experienced than I was, and definitely someone more experienced than the boys my age, made my heart flutter in my chest. I'm not sure since when I've had this kink, if you'd even call it that. I think the root of it all came from my best friend Mindy, who went on about the random hookup that she had once when we were still in senior year of high school. She was eighteen and the guy was thirty. She went on to great detail over how her...experience went. Not that I was unhappy with my current relationship; now twenty-two, I'm still with my high school sweetheart that I've known since I was 16. But again, the whole deep age difference has been a huge turn-on for me, even thought I'd never, EVER, admit it. I wanted to be shown how real men fuck. I wanted to be fucked, not have awkward anxious teenage sex. I wanted to be sore and lose my voice, from screaming and moaning from powerful, passionate sex. I wanted to be overpowered and handled by an older man's powerful lust. These were all some seriously messed up desires that have been cooped up somewhere in my head and although I never planned to act on them - not that I ever could, since I'm just so shy for this kind of stuff - it was some weird fantasy of mine. In fact, I'd say that my fantasy man would have large rough hands and powerful thick wrists. Again, this might sound super duper weird, but it was a distinct and very personal fantasy of mine. Like, no one knew this kind of stuff. Not even Mindy, who I normally confided to more than anybody else in the world. Not even Henry, my boyfriend. Wait...especially not Henry.

To paint the rest of the picture, for this bizarre tale, I should say that I suppose that I felt the conventional "sex-bomb" type of body. I mean, I guess that my face wasn't anything too crazy - I've been told that I have a pretty face, but nothing too supermodel ish. What really made me feel inaccessible to most guys, was my body. I mean, I have a distinct hourglass shaped body, with long legs and wideish hips. A thick bubble butt made most guys turn their heads whenever I walked by them, but what really got most of their attention were my boobs. Two, huge mounds attached to my chest that just ALWAYS got in the way. I was always shy of them, feeling as if they made it seem as if I wanted attention. In fact, I'd even go as to say that my huge breasts made me feel even a bit vulgar at times. But I guess that's mostly from my upbringing, coming from from a mostly conservative town and all. Mindy loved to poke fun at them for being bigger than my head, which would always irritate me.

Now to the actual story...

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DAY 1: Meeting him

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I really didn't want to go to this bar. Mindy, Abbey and the others sort of had to drag me across town to get here, in order to relish on the "good old days" of four years ago, when we needed fake IDs in order to get into this dimly lit bar. Personally, I never was too crazy about this. I hated the taste of alcohol and the hint of cigarette smoke always bothered me. When I was eighteen, the element of "breaking the rules" in order to even step foot in here made up for it, but now that I was legally allowed to drink, the appeal was nearly all gone. Mindy thought that it would be a good idea to order drinks, probably hoping that I'd get too tipsy to nag about being here. Maybe even tipsy enough to complain about Henry not being here, since she always was a bit annoyed of how "perfect" our relationship was.

We got a booth and seated ourselves, but in the corner of my eyes I noticed someone watching us. I was too busy trying to understand whatever Mindy was tirading about this time to care, at least at first. But I suppose that Mindy noticed how I was diverting my gaze and just as our drinks came, she looked at the man and grinned.

"I think that guy is hitting on one of us!" she said, nearly giggling like we were back in high school. I rolled my eyes, not understanding why this was such a big deal.

"We should invite him to come sit with us!" Abbey then said, with this novel idea.

"God, no! That's so weird..." I said, leaning forward on the table, as if I had to whisper. My boobs nearly knocked down my glass, but I was quick to keep it from falling. Mindy giggled.

"Come on! Henry isn't even here and it's not like we have fiances or anything."

"Mindy don't, I swear to Go - "

"Hey!" Mindy said, waving towards the man "We're down one person. Want to join us?". This caused me to look at his direction and saw the somewhat tall, older man sitting from across the room. His rugged face getting clearer and clear as he made his way towards us, a slight smile appearing on his face. I didn't look at him up and down or anything, but I could see that he was attractive and call me crazy or full of myself, but although his gaze was towards us as a group, something about his eyes made me feel as if his attention was solely on me. A slight mischievous, devious twinkle appeared in his eye and I suppose that I knew, on some level, that I was his sole focus.

...And that I was in trouble.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Hello ladies, I don't mind if I do. The name is Hank, what are you two drinking tonight?" He asked, raising his hand to call a server over and order them another round. He turned his attention back toward Amanda, taking a quick, but obvious glance down the opening of her top. He wet his lips as he looked up, the spirit of a wold dancing behind his eyes. "And what might I call you, darlin?" He placed his hand over her wrist and he half turned toward her in his seat.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

I was a bit suspicious the send that I felt his glance go my way and I saw the slight shocked look on Abbey's face. "What are you two drinking tonight?" felt that, either he had forgotten about one of us sitting on this booth, or that this was an innuendo involving my breasts. I shyly looked away for a second, with Mindy mouthing "oh my god" with a slight laughter to her voice. It was nice to see that she was having fun but not so much if it was at my expense!

After all, it was so shocking to see a stranger so upfront about what he was after! I was a bit creeped out when I saw his deliberate glance to the slight cleavage coming from my shirt, but too nervous and shy to tell him off. I nervously chuckled when I felt his hand - rough skin placed right onto the back of my soft wrist - his dominance and assertiveness practically radiating off of him.

"Um...it's Amanda. Or Amy. Whichever you prefer." I said with a nervous chuckle, before scooting off a bit to the left, not too crazy comfortable with how close we were right now. I kicked Mindy's feet from underneath our table, hoping that my best friend would figure out that I was trying to tell her to say something about how I had a boyfriend, seeing as I was being a bit of a coward. Mindy winced from my subtle signal, but judging from the mischievous look on her face and the slight chuckle coming from Abbey, I think she thought that it would be just so hilarious to add a spin to her response:

"I'm so sorry that your boyfriend couldn't make it, Amanda."

"Yeah it sucks but he's busy with work and - "

"Like, what's your opinion Hank? Do you think it was okay for her boyfriend to ditch her like that?"

"Oh god Mindy, don't you dare string this man along..." I thought to myself, a cold stare directed towards my friend.

"I keep telling her that she needs to meet a more mature man"

I swear to god...

With a nervous cough, I took a deep sip from my beer, hoping that Hank - this man that was a stranger to us - wasn't uncomfortable with this situation.

 

[Ravenloft]

Hank caught the look on Abbey's face and the words Mindy mouthed to Amanda, but Ignored them both, his focus fixed on the one with such great breasts. "Amanda..." He repeated, almost seeming to taste her name, the way he said it.

Hank casually closed the gap between them again looking over at Mindy and Abbey as they mentioned a boyfriend. He smirked and turned back to look at Amanda, finding her shooting her friend a cold look.

"The boy is obviously insane... he clearly doesn't know what he's got, otherwise he'd be here now." Hank answered, slipping his hand under the table to touch Amanda knee.

He glanced back at Mindy as she suggested she meet an older guy. "Someone more like me, right?" He answered, slowly turning his eyes back toward Amanda again, his hand sliding along the inside of her knee before slipping away. He sat back and took a long draw off of his own beer, staring at her.

He noticed Amanda's nervous cough and leaned forward. "You okay? You seem a bit on edge... I'm not making you nervous... am I?" Hank asked, touching her knee again, giving it a firm squeeze.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"The boy is obviously insane... he clearly doesn't know what he's got, otherwise he'd be here now."

Those words in particular echoed in my head, my brain already using each syllable as some form of weak justification for not telling Hank off. My mind already conjured up excuses for my lack of reluctance right now, telling myself that Henry should have been here to help me out, knowing how Abbey and Mindy could get. That said, I did sort of jump in my seat when I felt Hank's strong, hard hand grasp my knee.

Mindy didn't help, suggesting that I meet an older guy. Hank obviously took this as an opportunity to suggest "Someone more like me, right?".

"Probably!" I said with a high pitched chuckle, as I tensed up when I felt Hank's hand. I moved away almost instinctively, which the stranger seemed to notice.

"You okay? You seem a bit on edge... I'm not making you nervous... am I?"

"Oh my god, Amanda relax! We're all just teasing you." Mindy said with a grin, before both she and Abbey drank from their glasses. I wasn't too sure if they noticed that Hank's hand was on my knee again, squeezing it - sending shocks across my nerves, traveling up to my stomach, filling them with butterflies.

Was I enjoying his touch?

"N...no you're not." I said with a stutter, chuckling. I'm sure that I looked a bit uncomfortable, which on some level I was. But on the other hand, feeling Hank's strong grip on my knee felt so powerful. So rough and yet...

"I'm sorry, I guess that I'm not too used to bars in general." I added as I met Hank's gaze with my blue eyes. It's so strange; staring right towards his rugged face, I felt almost entranced. "So uh...who are you Hank? If you want to be part of our little group you should probably tell us about yourself. Ask anyone here anything too, if that makes you feel better."


Abbey and Mindy seemed almost surprised of my response, not knowing that I had a particular thing for someone like Hank. I figured that they thought at this point that I was just too polite for my own good, which was somewhat true. The other half of this coin was that some part of me was enjoying the forwardness, the slight roughness, of this stranger that we just met. After all, it wasn't as if I was attempting to move his hand away from my knee, just yet.

That said, I took another sip from my drink, my eyes now focused on Hank.

 

[Ravenloft]

Hank grinned like a cat with a mouse at Amanda's strained "probably" and nervous chuckle. He was nothing but confidence and self assured ego at this point. His hand was still on her knee and while the others were telling her to relax, his fingers were moving in, along her thigh, he watched her for her reaction to his boldness.

"Good, I'd hate to make you nervous, after all, you three were nice enough to invite me over to your table. After all, they say first impressions are the most important, right?" He arched an eyebrow toward Amanda as his hand moved up her thigh another inch. "Yeah, I can tell, but hey, you'll get used to it, I'm sure." Hank replied, meeting her blue eyes with his deep, knowing browns.

"Okay, well, I used to be military, but I took a bullet to my shoulder and now I work as a masseuse. One of my P.T's convinced me to get into it, said my big strong hands would be good for deep tissue massage. It's a good gig, the amount people will pay for a good back rub kind of surprised me. Alright, it's your turn, Amanda, tell me, why isn't your boyfriend here? He's not sitting at home, playing C.O.D. is he?" He squeezed her inner thigh again as he asked.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

I wanted to squeal when I felt Hank's hand move from my knee to my thigh - the feeling, that is of someone who wasn't Henry - feeling my leg up like this was just so incredibly new to me. Even with the denim fabric of my jeans being between my thighs and his hand, it felt almost erotic to me. Strong, rough hands feeling my thigh with my friends unaware on the opposite side of the table.

That said, when Hank talked about himself, I attentively listened and Abbey mentioned:

"Oh wow, that's pretty cool. Where do you work?"

As for Mindy:

"Henry could probably learn a thing or two!"

That last comment is probably what caused Hank to ask me about him, his hand now boldly squeezing my thigh. I squirmed on my seat, my eyes opening in shock before my hand went on top of his, as if to stop him from feeling my leg more. Of course, I don't think my small hand would pose any restraint. Meanwhile, noticing my reaction, Mindy asked:

"What's wrong Amanda? It's not that crazy of a question..."

I coughed nervously again before I thought of an answer to give him. Truth be told, while Henry told me he couldn't come due to work related stuff, I was pretty sure he was playing some game with his buddies and just didn't want to deal with Abbey or Mindy. We were both introverts, so bars weren't really his thing either...

"Probably playing some game. Not sure if it's COD, I've never been too crazy about video games..." I answered sheepishly, only now noticing that our pitcher was nearly empty. I chuckled as I finished my glass and Abbey was about to order more. She hesitated, most likely realizing that us three were pretty broke and couldn't really order more without breaking some bank. After all, we normally relied on Henry for expenses like this. Maybe that was the reason why my boyfriend didn't come tonight? Because he didn't like to feel used by my friends?

It was hard to argue with that last thought, as Mindy giggled, looking at me with that stupid grin she made whenever she was about to throw me under the bus.

"Hey Hank! I know that we don't know each other, but want to get the next pitcher?"

"Mindy, you can't ask that - "

"Please? I'll pay you back! Or hey, ask us for something right now to make up for it!"

I rolled my eyes. If my reserved nature didn't get rid of this guy, Mindy sure would right now. That tipsy bitch. I laughed a bit at that last thought.

 

[Ravenloft]

Hank's lips curled up in a knowing smile as he watched Amanda trying to contain a squeal. No one else noticed, but he was watching her like a hawk, he was good at reading people. It was a skill that worked just as well in combat as it did for working on people's backs.

"I work by appointment, I have my own massage table and chair but I do hit up conventions and high profile business expose and other events like that to look for new clients... occasionally I'll work at the mall or the local gym, when business is slow." Hank answered Abbey.

Hank scoffed slightly at Mindy's comment. "Henry a bit of a light touch, I take it? You're not too much for him to... handle, Are you Amanda?" Hank asked with a sly smile, not removing his hand from her thigh, even though she'd placed hers over his. "I hear ya, im not crazy for video games either... I lived that shit, it's not what I would call fun, if you know what I mean."

Hank only hesitated because he really didn't want to remove his hand from Amanda's thigh, but he let go and waved the bartender down for another pitcher of beer. "Alright... I'll keep em coming... for... your FB handle, Amanda, but youve gotta friend me... How's that sound?"

 

[ForeverIllinois]

If I had to be completely honest, I would say that I hadn't drank nearly enough to be tipsy. Mindy and Abbey, on the other hand, were definitely getting there. If I had to take a guess, I'd say that they were taking the opportunity to drink all of the beer while I was distracted with Hank's hand on my thigh, radiating heat towards my thigh.

"Too much to handle...?" I asked curiously with a chuckle, not really getting what he meant by that. Momentarily, I was distracted by the movement of his hand - and by that, I mean it leaving my thigh. I suppose that on some level I was relieve but on the other hand, disappointed to no longer having that grasp around my thigh. Of course, I never planned on revealing that.

"Alright... I'll keep em coming... for... your FB handle, Amanda, but youve gotta friend me... How's that sound?"

"Well of course she'd do it!"

"Oh my god...let me speak." I said with a laugh. I moved my gaze from Abbey towards Hank, a slight smile appearing on my face before I looked back at Mindy, as if for confirmation, then back to the handsome older stranger. "Sure. You could message me there for the next time we'll show up or something. It's amandahere, if you want to add me now on your phone."

Was I being too enthusiastic about this? I hoped not...

 

[Ravenloft]

"You know..." Hank made an expansive gesture at his chest. "Too... much... to... handle?" He paused and ,oooed down at his hands, smiling. "Although... my hands would be the perfect fit." He whispered so only Amanda could hear him. The others were busy drinking the pitcher he'd just ordered to catch his bold comment. He turned them out and opened them wide for Amanda to inspect, winking at her before slapping them on his knees.

Hank shifted in his seat giving Amanda a quick glance of the bulge in his pants before reaching in his pocket for his phone. He put her handle in and clicked the friend button be for shutting it back off and tucking it back in his pocket, giving her another shot of his crotch. "Excellent, I look forward to messaging you." He leaned forward and ran his hand along her bare arm, from her shoulder to her elbow. He locked eyes with her again, lust dancing in his.

Something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye and he looked over at Amanda's friends, noticing one of them was starting to look a little green. "Hey, I think your friend is gonna be sick..." he stood up and offered to clear a path for her to the bathroom.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Too... much... to... handle?" he said, making a gesture with his hands, obviously meaning my chest. I glanced down and chuckled, looking at my cleavage for a second but my gaze quickly moved back to Hank's face. I nervously moved a bit on my seat when he moved in his face towards my ear, whispering "Although... my hands would be the perfect fit.", his breath tickling my ear before he brought his hands down to my knees. An ache grew in my stomach, having such a much more matured guy being so bold with me. I'd be lying if I told you that I didn't admired those hands and wondered how they would feel on my body. At least, I wondered that momentarily. I wasn't going to act on this curiosity, or anything, mind you...even if when Hank adjusted him on his seat, that I saw a huge bulge growing in his pants.

"Excellent, I look forward to messaging you."

"Looking forward to it!" I answered with a slight chuckle, feeling his strong hands now on my bare arm, running along my skin. It send goosebumps across the surface, as my eyes locked onto his. His gaze was practically oozing with untamed lust. For a moment I wondered how he'd act if I played along more, or if he had me to h -

"Hey, I think your friend is gonna be sick..."

"Oh god, Abbey!" I said out loud and seeing my friend practically on the verge of hurling. My eyes went to the pitcher and saw that it was nearly empty already, with Mindy giggling like a drunk. These two would be the death of me, I swear.

"I'm sorry Hank, but I think we'll probably have to go."

I chuckled, patting Abbey's back before turning my gaze to Hank. I extended my hand for a nervous handshake. "Maybe I'll see you around?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Hank reached out, taking hold of Amanda's hand with a commanding grip and brought it up to his lips. He kissed the back of her hand instead of shaking it. "Bet on it, Mon Chere." He growled seductively as he let her go. He stood where he was and watched them, or rather, specifically, Amanda, go. Taking notice of her nice round caboose. "Amanda!" He called out just as she reached the door. "Be seeing you!" He added, giving her a subtle salute.

Not long after, he started looking through her FB profile, liking and hearting every picture of her that showed off her ample bosom. He even started leaving comments on them.

On the way out of the bar: Old_Hand_Hank posted "Sucker for those big blue eyes. And those DSL's... Damn!"

In a cab, going home: Old_Hand_Hank posted "speaking of suckers, I'd suck on those all night long!"

On the way up to his apartment: Old_Hand_Hank posted "Brainy and busty, the best of both worlds!"

In th kitchen, drinking a glass of juice: Old_Hand_Hank posted "They look heavy... I wonder how much they weigh... I'll have to check them by hand some time... "

In bed, casual masturbating: Old_Hand_Hank posted "Oh, now you're just teasing..."

Post orgasm and half asleep: Old_Hand_Hank posted "I could just tie you up, gorgeous."

The next day, Hank woke and went right to his phone, completely expecting to be blocked. Instead, he found a couple of blush emojis on his comments, so he sent her a direct message. "Hey Amanda, come to the bar tonight, I'll make it worth your while." He added a photo of his hand on his knee and three wink emojis.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

That evening, I took Abbey and Mindy home. With them both in their current state, I would have had to be a complete bitch to leave them be...despite how loud and obnoxious they were being in public! On our way there, I couldn't help but think about Hank. The way that his body seemed to have perfect posture, the way his hands felt so in control and the way that he was so bold. This all came to my deepest fantasy and although I was having fun right now just thinking about it, some form of guilt hit me hard. Especially once I had gotten home to my apartment and Henry was asking me, via text, what was with those weird comments that I was getting. I took a moment to reply, reading each one and typing in simple replies with emojis. I used the blushing one mainly, seeing as that's what was going on with me in person.

"Oh, just some stranger...no idea who he is!" I lied to Henry "Just ignore him, I'm sure he'll go away..."

Truth be told, I had no intention to actually see Hank again. Even if I found myself reading those crude, disgusting comments and finding myself breathing in hard, imagining this stranger doing on those things to me.

When the morning came, I read the following private message:

"Hey Amanda, come to the bar tonight, I'll make it worth your while."

Attached with this, was a picture of Hank's hand on his knee - obviously alluding to how it was on my own last night. I chuckled, typing in "Sorry, won't be able t- " before cutting myself off.

My heart was racing in my chest as I began to wonder how it would be like to be at the bar alone with Hank? I might get to know him better and maybe get to gently let him down? I mean, it would be wrong for me to lead him on. Of course, I could simply just block him and not see him again, but that would be rude...right?

I'm not an idiot and I knew what I was doing; I was trying to justify something that made me feel guilty. Hank was obviously lusting after me hard, but I wanted to pretend that he wasn't. Just because of that sick fantasy...

My fingers remained on my phone for a little while, before my heart raced once more before I erased the message that I was typing it, replacing it with:

"Sure! If you don't mind that it'll just be me showing up! Abbey and Mindy aren't feeling so good, lol"

I sent it, getting a strange exhilarating feeling from doing something that I KNEW was wrong. My heart pounded in my chest as I kept staring at my phone, waiting for a reply...

"Don't do it Amanda. Don't do it..." I thought to myself as I checked my next reply, before clicking send and almost regretting how I was beginning to flirt back.

"By the way, yesterday you said that your hands would be a perfect fit. I'm just saying that they wouldn't lol"

 

[Ravenloft]

Hank knew when a girl was into him, and Amanda was definitely into him. All the blush emojis and the simple fact that she hadn't blocked him after all the nasty-hot things he'd posted were telling enough. But then he saw a typing icon in their private chat window. She was probably going to be a good girl and say no to his offer, but whatever she was going to send didn't come. He grinned, he must have gotten under her skin.


"Sure! If you don't mind that it'll just be me showing up! Abbey and Mindy aren't feeling so good, lol"

Old_Hand_Hank: "Pefect! More beer for us then! I'm looking forward to it! I'm glad your friends are okay, Abbey looked pretty wasted.

He almost couldn't believe Amanda had accepted, and she was going to be coming alone as well. No doubt about it, she wanted something to happen... he made it pretty clear he was into her sexually...

"By the way, yesterday you said that your hands would be a perfect fit. I'm just saying that they wouldn't lol"

Her post made him laugh.

Old_Hand_Hank: "That sounds an awful lot like a challenge to me... we'll just have to see, won't we?"

He sent, flirting right back at her.

Looking at her profile, he noticed that she worked at the local super market, so he thought he might stop by there and 'visit' her during the day.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"That sounds an awful lot like a challenge to me... we'll just have to see, won't we?"

"Hey I didn't issue a challenge. I'm just stating a fact! " I replied back, chuckling before I added "At what time you'll be at the bar?"

That said, I began to hurry up to get ready for work.

It wasn't anything fancy; I worked at a chain retail company, with the uniform and everything. I hated it - on account that these stores supply the same sizes and unfortunately, no shirt at the store carried those tank tops for a bust my size. That might have sounded like a bit of a brag, but it really isn't. The tank top basically had all the fabric stretched around my boobs, the logo looking slightly deformed from how my breasts strained up against the front of my shirt. Thankfully my manager is very understanding and gave me the opportunity to wear a hoodie on top of my top, which I zipped up enough to have some of my modesty back.

That said, I hurried up to my job while keeping my phone handy, in case Henry - or Hank, messaged me.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Not sure which is fuller, your ego or your breasts... I'll find out when my hands are full of them though..." Hank sent back, teasing her some more. "Before you." He quipped about the bar.

About an hour later, he went to the store Amanda worked at and looked around for her. He noticed her wheeling a cart full of stock down the pet food aisle. He went around behind her and spoke. "Excuse me, young lady, but could you help me find the dog food that's on sale? There doesn't seem to be any left on the shelf..." he noticed an empty slot and used it as an excuse to get her attention.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

I chuckled when I read Hank's flirty message, but didn't bother to respond. After all, I didn't want to give him the wrong impression - as much as I began to wonder how it would feel his hands on my breasts. As large as his hands were, I doubted that they would be able to fully grasp them. I wonder if he'd be soft, or rough with them if he had the chance? I fantasized about the latter. That being said, the second that I became self aware of my own sick fantasies, I immediately stopped and focused on my work.

It was really mind-numbing stuff. Anyone who has worked in retail would tell you how placing stock would force your brain into a sort of auto-pilot mode, after an hour or so. That being said, I didn't recognize the voice of the man who came up behind me and said:

"Excuse me, young lady, but could you help me find the dog food that's on sale? There doesn't seem to be any left on the shelf..."

"Oh sure, it's - "

I turned around and almost jumped back.

"H-Hank? What are you doing here?" I asked, somehow glad that I had my hoodie on. For a moment, I was really grateful for having this hoodie on. Already Hank seemed pretty obsessed with my breasts and I think that maybe he would have liked the extremely tight top I had underneath this. "Maybe he'd want to have it on for tonight..." I thought to myself subconsciously before shaking off those sick thoughts.

"What a surprise! Oh right, the dog food..." I chuckled, before looking at the shelf. Completely empty.

"Looks like we're out. Let me check in the back." I added before hurrying off to the storage area.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Amanda! I thought that was you from behind! Oh, just had to pick up some things... so you work here, huh? What's with the hoodie? Cold in the back?" Hank chuckled, moving aside so she could check the shelf. "A pleasant surprise, I hope." He added, taking a quick look at her nice round ass as she looked.

"No problem..." he muttered as he followed her to the back. He leaned in the door way as she looked and found a whole pallet full. The pallet was taller than her so he stepped into the store room. "Here, let me help..." he said as he came up behind her and pressed fully against her back, pinning her against the pallet. He grabbed a bag and set it on the floor beside them before casually slipping his hands around her and cupping her breasts in his hands, turning his lips toward her ear. "There, now... see? Perfect fit..." his breath was hot, his voice even hotter and he dared to take a quick nibble at her ear. "Bet you've been thinking about it all day, haven't you? See you tonight, darlin." He whispered hotly, squeezing her breasts firmly in his hands.

Having proved his point, he pulled away, albeit, reluctantly, picked up the bag of dog food and left the store room, whistling a jaunty tune as he left her there, stunned.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

I must have stood in there for about twenty minutes, my mind racing back and forth on what had just happened. Did Hank really just do that? Come in here to see me, following me through the storage and grope me like that? I didn't even respond to his words and just stayed in that position, pressed up against the pallet. I didn't really budge until I heard my manager call for me - snapping me back to reality and making me leave the room with heavy breathing and a slight moisture between my thighs.

Hank really wanted me bad, and I knew apart of me wanted him to have his way with me. The older man thing was a fantasy mine and a well kept secret - but experiencing the lust he showed around me made me want to experience more of his attention. Bit my bottom lip at one point, while working as I thought about going to the bar later. But what would Henry think? I was obviously going to go and give Hank the impression that I was willing to cheat.

Was I?

My shift ended, and I was heading home as I send a message to Hank:

"I'll probably be at the bar later, just going to go home and change. lol"

As if nothing had happened earlier...

 

[Ravenloft]

Hank put in a few hours at the local gym, doing a string of thirty dollar an hour massages. Usually he could throw himself into the work, but today, all he could think about was Amanda's breast and how good they felt in his hands, and that was through like three layers of clothing! Good thing he left when he did, if he'd stayed any longer he would have probably gotten hard right up against the small of her back.

He wondered how much he'd turned her on, clearly she'd been cool with it, he gave her enough time to send security after him before he'd left the store, and he checked her FB page every hour, she hadnt blocked him either. It wasn't long after her shift ended when she sent him a message about going home to change. Without missing a beat, he sent a reply.

Old_Hand_Hank posted: "cool! Wear something tight! I'll see you there."

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"cool! Wear something tight! I'll see you there."

I read that text message the second that I got back to my place. I chuckled to myself, trying to see that as nothing more than simple flirting - a stupid thought, considering that the guy came over to my workplace to feel me up, but a thought that I was using to make myself feel better. That said, I thought of something and bit my bottom lip as I replied back to Hank, my heart racing the entire time.

"Well I have my work t-shirt. It's so tight that I feel uncomfortable wearing it in public. Or, I can wear a dress that I haven't worn in a while, that I'm not even sure my chest will fit into. You choose, since you seem obsessed with my boobs "

...Was that too much?

 

[Ravenloft]

Old_Hand_Hank posted: "Hmm... Tough call... while I would really enjoy continuing our little stock-girl/horny old man scenario, I think I'd like to see you in that dress tonight..."

Hank paused for a moment, then added.

"Hey, just because mother nature blessed you with a set of knock out tits doesn't mean I'm obsessed with them, it just means I have eyes."

Then, a few minutes later.

"Now the fact that I want to squeeze them, pinch them, nibble and suck on them... now that would suggest that I'm more than a bit obsessed with them..."