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
"No."
Spank!
"You did it again, you dumb bitch. You know better than this. It's almost embarrassing for me, given how long we fucked for. Anytime I ask you a question, you only answer yes sir or no sir. Anything else will be punished. Understood?" Danny whispered in my ear as his fingers trailed up my lower thigh.
And I knew I should have stopped him.
I knew that someone could come down this aisle any minute.
I knew that someone could hear the loud slaps of my spanking from probably anywhere in the store. But I couldn't resist Danny.
"Yes, sir," I responded.
"Good girl."
Danny grabbed me and flipped me around. He started kissing me. Hard and deep. I melted under his touch.
He stopped suddenly, and then he put his finger in my mouth.
"Suck whore" He commanded. So, I sucked his finger. He put his left hand around my neck and squeezed. He took the hand with the wet finger and stuck it into my panties. Danny completely lifted my dress to my stomach in the grocery store aisle. I kept looking back and forth, expecting someone to pop up any moment.
"What about your girlfriend?" I asked Danny.