"Damn, I always wait until the last minute!"
I swore under my breathe, as I pulled up to the liquor store, at 8:50pm on New Year's Eve. The day had gotten away from me and I had little time to buy Champagne for the night.
I ran into the store and it was deserted, except for the owner and a customer, discussing champagne choices in the champagne aisle.
As I got closer to the aisle, I noticed the customer:
She was a very attractive MILF, with a beautiful body and dark brown eyes.
I moved over to the aisle and started browsing the selections, equally scrutinizing her and the Champagne.
"I will need a full case, as I am having a party tonight" I heard her say.
The owner said it wouldn't be a problem.
"I will take three of the same please, as it is clear this lady has great taste," I said with a smile.
You turned your head and smiled at me, as the owner went into the back to pack things up.
"Hi, my name is Susan", you said as you extended your manicured hand.
"Hello, I am Eric, very nice to meet you."
We chatted about Champagne and New Year's, as we heard the owner finishing out back.
"I have everything packed up for you both. I am sorry ma'am, but I cant walk your case out to your car, I have to lock up by 9pm or get fined by the state. My help called out tonight, so I am by myself."
I quickly jumped in, "I will be happy to help you carry it to your car. If you can please carry my bottles, I will carry your case"
"OK," said the owner, "please come out back to pick them up and you can exit out of the back entrance."
I picked up the case and Susan picked up my bottles. The owner let us out the back and locked the door behind us.
We started to walk to our cars in the deserted lot and were surprised when all the lights went out.
"He must really want to get home to party," I said. The owner had turned out all the lights closing up his store.
"No doubt, but I will probably fall on my butt out here on the ice because I can't see anything!" you exclaimed.
"I know. Let's get the Champagne in your car first since you have the most to lose," I responded.
"Can you pop the trunk for me?"
I put the case of champagne in your trunk as you moved over to my car.
"Wait a second and I can get the door for you."
"No problem, I think I can get it" you said.
As you tried to hold the bag of bottles in one hand, and open the door with the other, you started to slip. I rushed over, but was no help. I lost my footing, as well, and we both fell into the back seat of my car in a tumble.
I landed on top, and started to mutter my apologies.
"I am really sorry, you should have let me grab the door for you. Are you ok?"
"Yes, I am fine. I don't think we broke any bottles," you responded with a smile.
Our faces were inches apart and I could smell your perfume. My head began to swim as your scent, smile and sparkling eyes were pulling me in.
I barely moved, but brought my face closer and slowly kissed you.
I was afraid I would be pushed back with a protest, but you quickly responded to my kiss with a sense of urgency. Our kiss got more passionate, as our tongues began to explore one another.
I briefly broke our kiss as I leaned over to pull the door shut, the inside light going out.
I lifted you up to sit on the seat, and we continued to battle with our lips and tongues.
I reached inside your coat and began to unbutton your blouse, releasing some incredible lace covered breasts. I impatiently pulled your bra down to get at your tits. They were amazing, with beautifully erect nipples. I pinched and pulled them as you moaned under me.
I broke our kiss to bend down and run my tongue and teeth over first one nipple, then the other.