I wasn't in the habit of stopping at the supermarket late at night, or during the day for that matter. I needed to pick up a few things to go in my nearly empty fridge so that I would have something to eat over the weekend. The supermarket is open all night and was right on my way; What I did manage to pick up, while quite edible, were not too nutritious, but they would definitely tide me over through the weekend.
I had gone for a late evening run, avoiding the summer heat of the desert. I was still warm, but I had cooled a bit, letting the wind pass through my hair as I drove through the warm night. I changed out of my damp running shirt and put on a silky yellow workout shirt. I would have changed out of my shorts too, but I thought it unwise to strip down naked in the supermarket parking lot, even though it was dark.
I navigated the aisles, carrying a shopping basket in one hand, leaving my other hand to pick up the items that I needed as I passed.
I always felt self conscious when I went into public in my running shorts. They were double layered nylon that fit loosely on my body. It helped me to stay cool by wearing nothing underneath them, but when I walk I could feel myself bounce with each step.
I noticed two ladies enter the other end of the aisle. I walked down the aisle, checking them out from the corner of my eye. They looked to be early to mid forties, with common features; slender and thick strawberry blonde hair. One was pushing a cart in front of the other. I smiled at the first one as I passed; she returned the smile, her green eyes shining. The second simply stared at my shorts as I bobbed by her. I could feel the blood flow to my cock as I watched her stare at my shorts. I rounded the corner with a smile on my face.
I passed through the rest of the store, picking up a few more that the items that I actually needed. I passed by the sisters a couple more times in the store, and each time the one pushing the cart smiled and the other avoided eye contact.
I made my way to the front of the store and stepped into the shortest line. The line stalled and I found myself waiting for quite some time.
"You didn't buy much there," one of the ladies said, flashing a smile and bright eyes..
I smiled back and said "No, it doesn't take much to run my house."
"So you don't know how to cook do you!" I knew she was playing with me.
"Oh yes, I know how to cook. Is this something that I am going to have to prove to the both of you?
"Do you live alone or is someone going to wonder where you are if you are out late?"
"Well, I have to be home to take care of my gold fish, but they really love company"
They followed me the few blocks to my place. I was glad that I had straightened up the place that afternoon. The bold one was named Sandy and the quiet one was Cindy.
I poured wine for them both and excused myself to wash off from my run. I let the warm water run over my body, trying to settle my nerves. I was thinking that I was about to realize a fantasy of mine, and I didn’t want to loose my cool and blow it.
I turned off the water, shook the water from my head, and opened my eyes to see that the two ladies had been watching the show. I grabbed a towel and tried to appear casual.