This tale begins in a small village in Southwestern Ontario, Watershed, population 2003. Our heroine, Ellen, lives in Watershed and has for the last twenty years. Her entire married life she had spent in Watershed. Ahh, her marriage. If you could call it that. Joe, her husband, was gone again with another young woman that he had charmed like so many before. He always came back, sometimes sooner, sometimes later. She had always taken him back. She loved Joe. He had never mistreated her and when he was sober and held a job, he could be a good provider. Ellen and Joe had no children even though they tried. Neither had ever used any kind of contraceptive. It just never happened. Ellen said, 'If God meant it to be then so be it.' Neither had been to a doctor to find out why.
Ellen and Joe were married at twenty-five. Now both in their middle age and Joe going through his 'mid-life crisis', Ellen just hung on. When Joe was away with one of his flings, Ellen didn't look for other men. It was just her nature. 'I guess she was just a one man woman'. That's why it was so strange that this time it was to be different.
It was mid-morning and Ellen went to the local grocery store to pick up a few things. She had worked there for a couple of years, but Joe didn't like his wife working, so she gave it up. It was the closest thing to socializing that she ever did. That day she had chosen a white cotton pair of shorts and a yellow tee shirt. The shorts were from last year and fit rather snugly and with the tee shirt she couldn't wear a bra as it didn't looked right. So she went bra-less. She didn't think anything about it at the time. It felt comfortable.
She was at the fruit section when she noticed another shopper approaching and she lifted her gaze and noticed it was a young male shopper. 'Maybe thirty or so,' she thought to herself. She smiled and said hello and went back to her business. The young man smiled back and returned her gesture as he walked past her. She could feel his eyes on her as she looked up as he went past. He was looking right at her ass. Starring would be more true. His gaze slowly swept from her behind to the ripe mound above her crotch. She felt strange as she could feel her clit erect and her vagina begin to moisten. She was looking at his eyes, when his line of sight arrive to her breast. She felt them heave and her nipples became so hard they were protruding for everyone to see. Then their eyes met.
"Nice," he said as he smiled and continued down the aisle.
Ellen didn't say anything. She couldn't. She was so taken aback with this young man's attention that her head was spinning. She gathered herself together and went to the meat department. She had almost gotten herself back together when she began to feel strange and turned around to find the young man starring at her again. She blushed as she felt her temperature rise.
"You are one beautiful lady," he said as he approached her. She didn't know what to do. Run or fight. She held her ground as he extended his hand.
"My name is Jason and I was wondering, if you weren't doing anything after you're done here, well, I was wondering if I could buy you a coffee of something." He took her hand and kissed it as if she was a princess. She was flattered with this young man's advances and there was something about the way she felt when he looked at her the way he did. There was no mistake about what he had on his mind.
"Hello Jason, I'm Ellen. Maybe a coffee. I'm almost done," Ellen replied as she headed for the checkout. She felt a little apprehensive with his approach, but her instinct was usually pretty good when it came to men. Except Joe that is.
"Do you always pick up strange women in the grocery store?" Ellen asked with a smile.
