I desperately needed eggs. I was home for the holidays, and every year, we had a massive meal with all my family. My mother assigned me to bake cookies for it. My hometown is tiny, so I wasn't expecting to see anyone in the grocery store. I walked through the door and directly went to where the eggs were.
And that's when I noticed him. I could tell it was him instantly.
Even though he had changed since the last time I saw him, he looked the same. My ex, Danny, stood directly in front of the eggs. I could tell it was him only by looking at his back. His shoulders were more significant than I remembered, and so were his arms. I rolled my eyes--just my luck.
I loitered a bit, expecting him to grab what he needed and leave. Perhaps he wouldn't even see me. But when he turned around, he started walking to my aisle.
I could've cried.
I didn't move quickly enough, and he saw me.
"Lucy?" He said.
"Oh my, Danny! It's been years," I replied, as though I just saw him. And not as though I'd been staring at him for five minutes.
"I thought it was you. I could spot your red hair anywhere," Danny said as he smiled at me. His smile made my panties wet. I forgot his smile. I missed it.
"Yeah, it's hard to miss," I respond, but I had to pretend like I wasn't fucking him in my head. "How have you been?"
"Oh, it's been good. I started dating someone a year ago. Things are getting pretty serious," he said. I hated that he had a girlfriend, and all of my fantasies of us having one last time together started floating away from my thoughts.
"That's great!" I told him. I hope it didn't sound too fake.
"Wait, Lucy, " he called to me as I started walking down the aisle. I have a question for you."
Intrigued, I waited.
He walked towards me until he was nearly touching me, and then he asked, "Do you want me to fuck you?"
As soon as he asked me that, I was surprised. It was as if he could read my thoughts, and then I remembered how he could always tell what I was thinking by my face when we were dating.
"Was it my face when you said you had a girlfriend?" I asked curiously.
Instead of responding snarkily, Danny turned me around and pushed me against the chips on the shelves. He kept one of his hands on my back so that I couldn't move and spanked me.
It took my breath away; I was so shocked he did that.
In a public grocery store, Danny spanked me after years of not seeing each other. I should scream at him or call for help or something. But I didn't.
I did the exact opposite.
I moaned.
It felt so familiar, and I couldn't help but enjoy it. A red blush immediately formed on my face.
"Do you know why you got spanked slut?" Danny said