I had turned on The Weather Channel this afternoon to see Jacqui Jeras in a peach colored wrap dress. She wears them often, and the style suits her curves well. I had other things to do, much as I wanted to spend the afternoon watching Jacqui go through her paces on the set, since the guys were doing the radar, and she was on stand up. It was a treat, as it always is, to see her long legs in a dress that falls several inches above her knees, and is a bit clingy. So it was with great regret that I turned off the TV and got into the tasks I had planned.
As sometimes happens, the day turns out in ways I had not planned. My last stop was a short visit to Publix to pick up a few things for later that evening. As I turned into the frozen aisle, there was a tall, slender blonde, looking at the Haagen Dasz. I instantly recognized the woman in the peach dress and white sandals with 3" heels. It's funny how I always seem to run into Jacqui in the dessert aisle. Must be something Freudian going on there!! As I walked down the aisle, she moved over to the end cap where they kept the toppings, fudge, Hershey's various syrups, etc. I walked up behind her quietly; I walk softly for a big man, and can sneak up on just about anyone. I walked up behind Jacqui, who didn't see me, absorbed as she was in assessing the chocolate syrup options for her ice cream.
I reached around her, putting my hand inside the rather loose fitting top of her dress, getting a handful of her C cup left tit. I leaned close to her ear, startling her.
"Ya know, I should pop the clip on this pretty wrap dress, pull it back, and do you right here."
Jacqui let out a hard sigh. "Oh, it's you!!" She said, laughing. "I mean, who else would sneak up behind me in the grocery store and make such an indecent proposition??" She turned to give me a quick kiss. My touch had made her nipples stand up, and they were now poking provocatively through the thin fabric of her dress.
"Who else would respond to such a proposition so eagerly," I said, noting her obvious arousal.
"Only you!!" said Jacqui. She looked up and down the aisle. "If I weren't so well known, and it was a little quieter in here, I might take you up on it." She smiled mischievously.
"I bet you're ready, too. If history is any guide, I bet you're not wearing panties, either." It was already obvious she was braless under her dress. I was already imagining her, dress pulled back, holding onto the rack with the dessert toppings while I plowed her blonde pussy from behind.
Jacqui smiled broadly. "Guilty as charged!!" She had a tendency to go without panties, even on the air. It made for a fun little game for us when we'd meet at the various places in town we'd see each other-Publix, the pizza joint, Big Lots, and so on. I'd guess if she had panties on. If I guessed right, we'd have a quickie in one of our cars. Sometimes if I guessed wrong, we'd still have the quickie.
"I know we usually do this in my back seat, but I have a bunch of frozen food I really need to get home and keep cold." She looked up and down the aisle again. "How would you like to have a quickie in my kitchen??" The look on Jacqui's face was priceless. I had been to her home a couple of times, and recalled she had a large kitchen with an island and breakfast bar. Already, the wheels were turning in my head.
"Yeah, let's do it!!" I thought a moment, my enthusiasm dimmed momentarily by an unpleasant possibility. "Can we get away with it?? Is anyone home at your place??"
Jacqui smiled. "No, just me. The kids are out for the evening, and my husband is out of town. I'll pick up some Chinese on the way, you can stay for dinner."
"Sounds good to me. Dessert first, then dinner. My kind of meal." I looked up and down the aisle, then kissed Jacqui quickly. "I have a couple more things to get. See you home??"
"Yep. You know where I live. I'll leave the garage open."
We parted company, she getting out of the store quickly, I finishing up my shopping and heading to her place.
When I got there, I went in through the garage, making my way to the kitchen. I called out to Jacqui as I came in from the garage.
"In here," she called back. When I got to the kitchen, she was putting away groceries, her dress a little looser than I recalled it in Publix. I helped her with her chore, taking note of the way her dress fell as she moved, her hanging tits swaying under it. I was tempted to reach in for a handful of Jacqui's soft charms, but resisted for the moment. Sometimes just watching is fun, and a good way to build tension. She realized this too, because the ways she was moving definitely were meant to charge me up. It was working. Jacqui finally got done getting everything stowed away, and leaned up against one of the stools at the breakfast bar.
Now done with her chores, Jacqui sighed quickly, and looked at me. I took in Jacqui's form, her dress accentuating her curves, her nipples poking through the thin fabric, her long legs accentuated by her three inch heels. Our eyes met once again, lingering on each other. She reached for the clip on her dress, undoing it as she looked at me. I watched as it fell away from her body, both sides dropping away, revealing the Jacqui I longed for: long and lean, nicely presented breasts, a slight hang to them, nipples distended; slender waist and hips, and her long, shapely legs, capped by a thick patch of dark blonde. Beneath the blonde, I could see the slit of her outer labia, which was quickly parting to reveal her inner self. She was, as always, breathtaking. I told her so.
Jacqui smiled. "Then get over her and fuck me," she said in a loud but urgent whisper. I walked toward her, and she kissed me, first stroking my cock through my shorts, then undoing them as we engaged in a long, sensuous kiss. I played with her tits as she got my pants off, stroking my already mostly hard cock to its full potential. She leaned back on the stool, hooking her left heel onto the ring that supported the legs, parting her pussy as she pulled me to her. I felt her pull me closer, and I immediately felt my cock pushing into her blonde curls. She took the head of my cock and placed at her now spreading pussy, playing the head over her clit and up and down her labia. I pushed forward, feeling the head spread her, then push in slowly, my shaft going all the way to her cervix. Jacqui sighed, and we broke our kiss, smiling at each other.
