4: Sharon and Ben.
Tuesday. The day after the day before.
Autumn had settled in. Nature was preparing for hibernation and the landscape was cast in strewn shades of burnished copper. The air was crisp this morning as I walked along a gravel path that wound its way through the nearby woods. I stood for a moment and breathed deeply of its freshness as I thought back on the previous forty-eight hours that had changed my life beyond measure.
It felt like I had shed a second skin and had emerged into a whole new world. A world that was dominated by the three women who were now part of my life. Angie, Sharon, and Ruth had become much more than friends and neighbors to me now. That they had welcomed and trusted me into their circle was something I would never be able to thank them enough for.
To think I had recently been worried about finding someone special to be with. A girlfriend my own age who shared common interests. Someone to experience life with and all the hopes and dreams that came with it. I smiled at that. I was living those hopes and dreams right now. For the moment, everything was perfect.
Overhead, the forest canopy gently swayed in the breeze as I made my way to where I was going.
*
And that place turned out to be the local supermarket.
The freezer was basically empty and I needed to stock up for the next few days. It had gone eleven and I found myself wandering around the aisles picking this and that as my attention drifted onto other things. Other memories. Reliving the adventures of the past two days. Of Angie blushing when she said "anal." Of Ruth and the look on her face when she discovered she would be having sex with me first. And of Sharon standing there in her black stockings and suspenders as she waited her turn to fuck.
I stopped and found myself in the fruit and vegetable section. The world and people around me were nothing but a blur as they went about their business until a voice suddenly said,"Hey you."
I snapped out of my day dream and looked up to see Sharon standing on the other side of the produce with a mound of oranges and lemons between us. She looked like she'd just walked out of a Doris Day movie in her white polo top and fashionably tight red pants. Her blonde hair was bound lightly at the back by a butterfly knotted black ribbon. She looked absolutely divine as she said hello to a couple of ladies she recognized in passing. She turned back to look at me and the knowing glint in her eye was plain to see.
"Hello," I smiled, knowing that today was our day. The day when it was just the two of us.
She gave me a slight nod as she stood there holding her basket. I could tell her eyes were filled with mischief as she glanced left and right before saying anything.
"Did you have a nice time yesterday?" she asked, "With Ruth."
Our eyes met as she slowly walked along her side of the aisle to the vegetable stall. She glanced over her shoulder and gave me her best "well, follow me then" look.
I picked up a couple of oranges and dropped them into a clear plastic bag as I made my way to where she had stopped to pick some things. We were separated by cucumbers, tomatoes, packed lettuces, spring onions and other salad selections. She was still giving me the occasional glance as she pretended to browse. I played her game and considered the asparagus and sweet potatoes critically.
I saw her bite her lip trying not to laugh as she fumbled in amongst the vegetables looking for something in particular. Once she found it, she then chose a couple of ripe tomatoes and held them together in one hand. She then placed the biggest cucumber she could find between them so that a huge vegetable cock lay against her belly. She raised her eyebrows and gave me a wink.
It was no use. We both burst out laughing as the other customers turned to look and stare at us giggling like a pair of schoolgirls. Sharon was nothing if not inventive and gave me a peck on the cheek as I came and stood beside her. She dropped the tomatoes into her basket but held onto the outsized cucumber as I grinned at her.
"You're a very naughty girl," I whispered to her.
She looked at me sideways. "Like Ruth?"
"Like Ruth," I nodded as she tapped her chin with the vegetable and quickly flicked out her tongue to lick the plastic enclosed tip of it. I thought for one scary moment she was going to suck the end. Her eyes were full of laughter as she looked down at the thing in her hand.
"Maybe I should buy this," she teased, "For later. Just in case."
Oh, you do, do you?
I looked around and saw that we were pretty much alone. I edged closer and reached my right hand behind her to grab her outstanding ass and gave both her cheeks a good squeeze for her pains. She gasped and turned bright red as I fondled her butt hard enough to make her stand on tip-toe.
"Benjamin Ward!" she hissed in surprise, "The CCTV!"
Oh. I forgot. That did it. I grasped her hand and pulled her after me leaving her basket and my trolley behind. We left the supermarket and headed for her parked car with her protesting the whole way. We needed to have a good talk.
*
A short while later.
Sharon switched off the engine and undid her seat belt as we sat parked in a small gravel covered area looking out across the sweeping bend of the river. She got out of her car and made her way down the path to a wooden bench where she sat waiting for me to join her.
