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Thank you. -------------------------------------------------------- The Supermarket Quickie (MF, public) by Sue D. Nyym (suednyym@aol.com) *** Comments are appreciated, if only so I'll know the story actually gets read. E-mail me at SueDNyym@aol.com. *** Joe and Jessie Malone needed to do some grocery shopping one afternoon, so they decided to go together. They had only been married two months, so the idea of shopping together still sounded fun. It was a particularly hot Saturday afternoon so they dressed minimally -- Joe in baggy shorts and a T-shirt, Jessie in a breezy sundress and sandals. They drove to the store with the top down in their cute new convertible. Joe sat behind the wheel, shades on, feeling like the luckiest man in the world. Never mind the good job, nice car, and magnificent home, the reason he felt so lucky was sitting right next to him. To be married to Jessie -- the most beautiful, intelligent, wonderful girl in the world -- would have been enough for him. He glanced over at her. She WAS beautiful. Long red hair dancing in the wind like fire, stunning green eyes, soft porcelain skin, the occasional patch of freckles, tall and long limbed, but with generous curves in all the right places. Joe smiled broadly. Jessie noticed, and smiled back. She felt pretty lucky herself. Already married at 21 to a sweet, handsome guy, who was an animal in bed. It was an added bonus that he was hard-working and ambitious, already with a great job that was only bound to get better. she thought, with more than a trace of bitterness. The traffic was heavy (typical for downtown at this time of day), so they were moving slowly. But it was blustery and Jessie's sundress would often billow in the wind, occasionally exposing a generous amount of leg. One benefit of the traffic, as far as Joe was concerned, was being forced to stop frequently. I gave him the opportunity to dart his eyes in the direction of Jessie's lap. Numerous glimpses of her upper thighs were already giving him a woody, but he was hoping to catch a glimpse of -- "What do you keep looking at?" Jessie asked. "Whoops... busted," he said with a loopy grin. "I was trying to see if I could catch a flash of panties." Jessie laughed. "Well, I wouldn't count on it if I were you." "Why not?" "I'm not wearing any." Joe's eyes almost leapt from their sockets. "Really?!?" "Yes, really. Too hot for panties, don't you think?" They stopped at a red light. "Prove it," Joe said, turning to face her. Jessie casually lifted up the front of her dress. Joe clearly saw a thatch of red pubic hair. Then she leaned back in her seat and lifted her pelvis slightly, exposing her bare, pink slit. A horn blared behind them. "The light's green, hon," Jessie said, easing back into her seat and lowering her skirt. Joe jerked out of his trance and stepped on the gas. He had half a mind to turn around right now, go home, and fuck Jessie's brains out. Well, it wasn't actually his mind that was thinking that. It was his dick's idea. Which was so hard now it was almost painful. Unfortunately they were only two blocks from the supermarket, and logic reared its ugly head. Joe said to his dick. His dick responded by throbbing steadily. Joe whimpered. They pulled into the parking lot, and the two -- no, make that three -- of them got out of the car. Joe was thankful he had worn such a baggy outfit. He didn't think his trouser- tent showed too much. Unless you looked right at his crotch, which apparently Jessie did. She snickered when Joe walked toward her. "Didn't mean to wake up the big fella," she nudged him in the ribs. "But you asked for it." Joe thought miserably. Inside the store was blessedly cool, the air conditioning cranked up full blast. Jessie picked out a cart while Joe dug the grocery list out of his back pocket. Usually shopping together was a team effort, but Joe found himself too distracted to be of much help. He followed a couple steps behind his wife, his eyes constantly crawling over her long, bare legs or her incredible, tight little ass, which wiggled enticingly as she walked ... just one thin layer of fabric away from being bare. Jessie continued her shopping, pretending not to notice. But she knew what she was doing to him. I was a little fun torturing him, and more that a little erotic. She started to feel damp between her legs, and this time it wasn't sweat. They were about halfway done with their shopping when Joe cracked. Jessie was checking the expiration date on a can of peas when Joe stepped up behind her and hugged her tight. She could feel him poking into her hip. "Jeeezzzuuusss," he hissed in her ear. "I can't stand it. I'm gonna fucking faint if I don't get some relief. Maybe we could go out to the car really quick, put the top up..." "I've got a better idea," she said, "follow me." Jessie hurriedly pushed the cart into what she hoped was an out-of-the-way corner (with any luck they could return in a moment and pick up where they left off), and then she rushed toward the front of the store. Joe followed closely behind, his excitement building, even though he had no idea what she had in mind. Jessie led them to the restroom area. She knew from experience that they were small, clean, single-occupancy, and had a door that locked. Thankfully one of them was unoccupied. They rushed inside, locked the door, and were immediately all over each other. Kissing, groping, stumbling over to the small counter that housed the sink. Joe boosted Jessie up, her wonderful ass hanging halfway over the sink, and started unbuttoning the front of her dress. It was soon apparent that she wasn't wearing a bra either, and her ample breasts were quickly exposed. Joe abandoned the unbuttoning to grip both gently in his large hands, and brushed his fingertips over her nipples. His thumbs sought out her nipples and started pushing them rhythmically. Jessie leaned her head back with a loud gasp. Joe kissed her exposed throat, then ran his tongue down to a particularly sensitive patch of freckles between her breasts. She gasped again. Joe brought one of her breasts to his mouth, and his tongue snaked out to flick her nipple. Jessie grabbed the back of his head, and hissed "Oh, God!" between her teeth. It was torture trying to be quiet. Sucking her nipple between his lips, Joe's hands started moving up her legs, caressing her smooth inner thighs. His mouth switched to her other nipple as his fingers found her damp pussy. Jessie let out a shriek that echoed loudly in the small space. He knowingly ran his fingers in and out, stroking just so. Jessie desperately wanted to cry out, but kept her lips pressed tightly together, uttering something that sounded like a loud painful hum. Joe's mouth released its grip on her nipple, and he promptly ducked his head under her skirt. He licked his way up her thigh, and briefly tongued her moist, open slit. At the exact same time his index finger penetrated her, he clasped her clit between his lips and sucked hard. Jessie climaxed in a torrent. She clamped both hands over her mouth to keep from screaming in the tiny bathroom, but couldn't help making a strangled groan in her ecstasy. It took several minutes for Jessie to recover. For a moment she was frozen stiff, and then she was suddenly racked with spasms and gasping for breath. Joe slid his finger out of her wet pussy. It was glistening with her lust. He held it out to her lips, and she greedily sucked his entire finger into her mouth, licking away her own come. Finally, Jessie felt coherent, and let herself slump to the floor. She knelt on the cool tile, her face directly in front of Joe's crotch. She unfastened and then tugged on his baggy shorts until they slipped to his ankles, along with his underwear. His erect cock sprang free right in front of her lovely face. It was huge, even bigger that usual, and it had taken on an bright red color. Jessie had planned on sucking his cock until it was raw, but after seeing what had become of it, she suddenly needed to have it in her pussy. She leaped to her feet, turned her back to him, and bent deeply at the waist, using the counter top for support. "Oh, Joe," she said in a loud voice. "I NEED you to fuck me with that big cock of yours. Please... fuck my pussy hard!" Joe was a little shocked. Jessie didn't usually talk dirty. But he liked it! It was almost enough to make him come right there. And with her perfect ass waving back and forth in the air at him, Joe couldn't have said no if he had wanted to. In a flash he lifted her skirt all the way, spread her cheeks, and thrust his aching cock deep into her tight cunt. Both of them had to stifle a primal scream as he slid home. Joe was usually good at drawing things out, but after being denied for so long, it took less than five strokes before he erupted. He shot three or four really good loads of come deep into Jessie's throbbing pussy before he finally began to abate somewhat. He wanted to vocalize his enjoyment, but managed to keep mostly quiet by taking deep, cleansing breaths. As Jessie heard the breathing and felt her lover's hot semen splash her insides, she almost had a sympathy orgasm of her own. She knew one usually wasn't enough for Joe, but also afraid he might stop, she pleaded with him: "Oh, Joe, don't stop yet!" "Don't worry, baby," Joe said, rubbing her ass affectionately as he waited to catch his breath. "I'm still hot as an iron." Just one orgasm wasn't about to faze him, no matter how powerful it was, not after what he had gone through to get there. His cock had lost the red puffiness, but it was still hard as stone, and still buried deep within Jessie. He resumed pumping, slowly at first, still not fully recovered, but gradually increasing the rhythm. Soon, Jessie picked up the rhythm herself, meeting every one of his thrusts. Joe reached down and fondled her tits, letting the movement of their bodies brush her nipples back and forth over his palms. It wasn't long before Jessie's breathing got rapid and she was clutching at the counter for purchase. She moaned loudly into the back of her hand. "Oh, God, yes, fuck me!" she hissed. "FUCK me!" Joe gripped her ass, and abruptly sped up his rhythm. Jessie uttered a gruff moan, and then began shaking her head back and forth, making her red hair fly. Then, as her orgasm overtook her, she froze in place, unable to move a muscle. Joe continued to pound away, knowing her motionless state wouldn't last long. Suddenly Jessie's entire body went slack and she cried out, which she was only able to half- muffle. She seemed to come forever, but Joe was patient. While he didn't stop thrusting, he did slow considerably. He realized it was probably dragging out her orgasm, so he was unwilling to stop completely. Eventually she slumped against the sink, and he pulled his cock free from her slim-coated snatch with a wet, sucking sound. "Turn around, baby," he said. "Okay," she said, still sounding a little bit out of it. She twisted her perfect body around, and immediately slumped to her knees. Joe's cock was right in front of her face again. "Suck it, baby," he said. If she could talk dirty, so could he. "Suck it good!" Smiling up at him, Jessie took his cock in her hands. It was slick with their shared love-juices. She licked the length of it, up one side and down the other, savoring what she considered to be the very flavor of sex. She tongued the head of it briefly, and then slid it all the way into her mouth. Joe grunted. She began to suck it firmly, easing it back and forth past her lips. Her tongue got involved, while it was still in her mouth, licking and flicking playfully. Joe's breathing was very heavy again. When he suddenly held his breath, Jessie knew he was about to climax. If they had been at home, she might have let him pull out and come on her face or her breasts. But considering where they were, they couldn't be too messy, so she took it all into her mouth. (Which, as far as Joe was concerned, was just as good anyway.) This ejaculation wasn't as impressive as his first, but still considerable, and Jessie had a mouthful of come by the time he was spent. She swallowed with a grin and a great show. Joe slumped to the floor, his legs too weak to support him an longer. Jessie took the opportunity to use the sink and some paper towels to clean herself up. She buttoned up her dress, washed her face clean of sweat, and tried to fix her disheveled hair. She also used a couple wads of paper towels to dry her sopping pussy somewhat. For the first time she almost regretted not wearing panties. Probably still looking and smelling like she'd just had sex, Jessie decided but it would have to do. When Joe was ready (he wasn't too concerned about how he looked), the two of them exited the bathroom. They had been in there a long time -- a good thirty minutes -- but no one seemed to notice. As they went back to retrieve the shopping cart they'd abandoned, no one gave them a second look. They found themselves laughing like schoolchildren. - - At the checkout lane, Jessie left Joe to pay for the groceries so she could go back to the bathroom. Because this time she really did need to go. Joe was handing the cashier his credit card, when Jessie returned. She was white as a sheet. Even her freckles were pale. She looked like she had just seen a ghost. "What is it, Jessie?" Joe asked, his voice full of concern. "I think I need to show you something," she said, her voice shaking. The cashier handed him his receipt. "Thanks," he said to him, and then took his cart for of groceries. "Okay," he said to Jessie, taking her hand, "Lead the way." She led him back the same bathroom they had just "visited" together, and stopped in front of their Counter of Love. "Well, what is it, babe?" "I was sitting on the toilet," she pointed to the booth, which was opposite the counter, "when I happened to glance up..." she gestured to the upper right-hand corner of the ceiling. A security camera hung there. Its lens was pointed right at them. "Oh, SHIT!" Joe exclaimed. THE END Don't forget... please drop me a line! SueDNyym@aol.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. 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