camperdude63
Virgin
- Joined
- Jun 22, 2007
- Posts
- 4
Hi there,
Looking for a woman that loves erotic writing, a woman that has a wild imagination, just to join me on a little erotic adventure. See where the story starts, if this sounds like you, or sets you mind in motion, continue the story and lets see where it leads….
Today for you was going to be just another shopping trip, just groceries at Safeway, maybe stop by Trader Joes for something special for dinner. I was stopping by the store to pick up my rum, maybe some steaks to bbq.
I started down the first isle, we crossed paths for the first time, I noticed your smile, smiling back I felt like there was a spark. It was strange as you passed, I whiff of your perfume filled my senses. I don’t believe in love at first sight, and I am not the kind that goes for a one-night stand, but something deep inside told me that I had to get to know you.
We passed down the second isle, I took a nice long look. I admired how sexy you looked in your white t-shirt and jeans. As we go closer, I blushed as I felt my body get so hard as I noticed your pink bra was just visible beneath that thin white material. You passed bye, we exchanged glances, then I looked back, checking out your cute ass. You turned back, can't believe that you caught me checking you out…but I just smiled as I turned away.
I kick myself for not saying anything, but then I have an idea, maybe not a good idea. but I zip around the store picking up a few items, then when we passed again, the timing is perfect, you were digging for a bag of frozen chicken breast I drop the items into your cart.
Checking out, I rethink…maybe I should have said something. maybe I should have asked her name…but what was I thinking. She would have seen that I had a ring, she would have never talked to me…how would I get the chance to tell her, I was just looking for a friend..a woman that I could share a cup of coffee and a few thoughts..
Loading up my groceries I wondered if you will discover the small bottle of champagne, the candles and the massage oil, or did you just have the checker set those aside. But, if you do, will you notice that I wrote my phone number on the champagne bottle??
Going home…I unload my groceries, I smiled as I found a pack of condoms. I thought for a moment, did I unconsciously pick them up? Or how did they get in my cart?
So, do you find my number? Do you call…? What did you think as we passed in the store?
Oh..me…40 years old, in great shape, 6’ tall 190lbs….wouldn’t mind a woman that takes control…but open to good fun email exchange…...and who knows where it might lead...
Looking for a woman that loves erotic writing, a woman that has a wild imagination, just to join me on a little erotic adventure. See where the story starts, if this sounds like you, or sets you mind in motion, continue the story and lets see where it leads….
Today for you was going to be just another shopping trip, just groceries at Safeway, maybe stop by Trader Joes for something special for dinner. I was stopping by the store to pick up my rum, maybe some steaks to bbq.
I started down the first isle, we crossed paths for the first time, I noticed your smile, smiling back I felt like there was a spark. It was strange as you passed, I whiff of your perfume filled my senses. I don’t believe in love at first sight, and I am not the kind that goes for a one-night stand, but something deep inside told me that I had to get to know you.
We passed down the second isle, I took a nice long look. I admired how sexy you looked in your white t-shirt and jeans. As we go closer, I blushed as I felt my body get so hard as I noticed your pink bra was just visible beneath that thin white material. You passed bye, we exchanged glances, then I looked back, checking out your cute ass. You turned back, can't believe that you caught me checking you out…but I just smiled as I turned away.
I kick myself for not saying anything, but then I have an idea, maybe not a good idea. but I zip around the store picking up a few items, then when we passed again, the timing is perfect, you were digging for a bag of frozen chicken breast I drop the items into your cart.
Checking out, I rethink…maybe I should have said something. maybe I should have asked her name…but what was I thinking. She would have seen that I had a ring, she would have never talked to me…how would I get the chance to tell her, I was just looking for a friend..a woman that I could share a cup of coffee and a few thoughts..
Loading up my groceries I wondered if you will discover the small bottle of champagne, the candles and the massage oil, or did you just have the checker set those aside. But, if you do, will you notice that I wrote my phone number on the champagne bottle??
Going home…I unload my groceries, I smiled as I found a pack of condoms. I thought for a moment, did I unconsciously pick them up? Or how did they get in my cart?
So, do you find my number? Do you call…? What did you think as we passed in the store?
Oh..me…40 years old, in great shape, 6’ tall 190lbs….wouldn’t mind a woman that takes control…but open to good fun email exchange…...and who knows where it might lead...