As a young guy in my early 20s, I don't really know what it is about Stacy that I am attracted to. She is the earthy mature check-out clerk at my local grocery store. I think she is about 45 or so and has gray curly hair down past her shoulders. Her blue eyes compliment her hair along with her light skin and the clear lip-gloss that she always wears. She has a nice figure which is quite slim, probably a lot of it due to her vegetarianism. Her breasts seem fairly well sized and proportioned, as they probably are a C cup of some sort. A very attractive size though as she always is wearing that grocery store apron; I've never got a great look at them.
We've always been friendly to each other, and over the past few weeks even flirting a lot as I check out. Though I don't think she would ever act on any of our flirting, as its probably just done for being nice to her as a customer.
Going through her line today, I was the last one at the time. We chatted and flirted lightly as she scanned my items. Getting to the small jar of Vaseline she stopped.
"Oh and what are we doing with this?" she smiled as she scanned it through.
"Uhmm...not much," I said stupidly, a little flustered.
"Not much you say? Well would you like some help doing more with it," Stacy asked with a feint mischievous smile.
Did I hear her right? Did she really just come onto me like that? She did know I was single, we have been flirting a lot lately and who knows the last time she had a man of some sort. I know it hasn't been any time recently according to what she's said.
"Well...yes," I said quietly, blushing a little bit.
"I get off at eight," she replied smiling at me as she had to engage a new customer.
Walking out of the grocery store I couldn't really believe what just happened. Was my fantasy going to come true? Or was she only joking and I would make myself look like an ass when I came back at the time she gets off work? Well I'll find out soon and I walked back to my place contently.
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As I walked back into the grocery store I saw her back which was easily recognizable with her hair and she was sitting at the bar connected to the self-serving soup area. I went up behind and sat on the stool next to her.
"So what's for dinner?" I asked looking over at her.
"Wow Sam, you actually showed up," she said looking back at me a bit startled. "Just a vegetable stir fry, but I'm done with it anyway."
"You seem a little startled, I'm sorry if my coming here was..." I replied.
"No," she replied with a smile. "While I may be a little surprised you took me up on my offer, I am quite pleasantly surprised. But let's go, I've already clocked out."
We got up from sitting at the soup bar and walked out the door. Her gray hair flowed softly over her shoulders and she wasn't wearing her apron anymore and just had a white button work shirt on with top couple buttons undone. I noticed she had light freckles on her chest and her breasts were pushing out. Her nipples were even showing through just a bit, pushing through her bra, god that was a turn on.
"I just live down here a couple blocks," she said pointing down the crosswalk. "So I hope you'll be joining me for a glass of wine."
"I'd love to," I replied looking over at her smiling.
As we got to her apartment, she started rummaging around in her canvas bag for her keys. I took hold of her wrist stopping her rummaging, looked in her eyes blue eyes and pulled her close to me meeting my lips to hers. Her lips were soft and sweet and she pushed into me after a moment of being startled. Our kiss lasted a few minutes before we pulled apart.
"Why don't we go inside," she whispered as we pulled our lips apart.
Stepping into her apartment, one could clearly tell that she was definitely an earth friendly person. Her place was clean but it had re-usable bags in one corner, a couple different types of recycling bins, hemp covered couch and a couple other things of the like.
