I can still remember when I first saw her. It was right before the holidays last year as the grocery store closest to my house had started hiring for the increased traffic they were soon to get. I wheeled my cart into the line to check out and there she was, standing at the end of the line, smiling to the customer in line as she was bagging their groceries and laughing with the checker. She looked to be about 5'4", small tiny frame with what looked to be maybe A-Cup or possibly small B-Cup breasts under her blue, polo style shirt from the grocery store. She had her brunette hair pulled up into a ponytail and her big, beautiful eyes sparkled as she spoke and laughed. Her mouth was stunning with nice, full lips that helped form an infectious smile across her face. Her skin radiated and appeared to be made of tanned porcelain. She was an absolute angel and immediately made me long for my days in high school.
The customer in front of me finished and I moved forward. As they boy was checking out my groceries, she enthusiastically said hello to me, a cheery greeting she most likely extended to everyone that came thru.
I smiled back and said, "hello, how are you?" I was just being friendly but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to talk to this beautiful girl, even if it was just in a casual setting.
"I'd be better if I was at home in front of a nice, big fire," she said as she began bagging my groceries.
"That does sound like a good idea," I replied, "I think I'll have to head home, cook myself dinner and sit in front of a nice fire myself."
"Cooking dinner for yourself," she started to ask, "what's that consist of, warming up a TV dinner?" she laughed at that last part.
"Do you see any pre-packaged foods here?" I asked pointing to the fresh food she was bagging up. "Nope, I cook everything from scratch."
"Oooh, a cultured man," she said and then smiled with a small laugh.
"Well, I try," I said back with a smile.
The checkout boy told me my total and I paid and moved towards the cart with my groceries and she said, "well, have fun with your dinner and your fire," and then flashed me that knee-weakening smile.
"Oh, I will. Have a good day," I said before leaving. As I passed behind her, I looked back and down and saw that she was wearing black tights and some of those Ugg boots. The tights looked practically painted on and showed off her toned legs and perfect, tiny ass. I was again blown away by how perfect this girl looked.
She whipped her head around and caught me checking out her perfect ass and legs. "Busted," I thought to myself and I caught her eyes and she just smiled again and said, "Have a nice day."
Over the next few months, I continually ran into her at the grocery store and I always made sure to get in her line. Her name, as spelled out on her nametag, was Ashleigh. She eventually got moved to the checkout position and that's how she learned my name. After a session of checking our groceries and paying, she looked at the receipt with my reward card information and said, "Have a good day Mr. Harris," followed by that infectious smile again.
"Mr. Harris? Jeez, no one calls me that," I said.
"Well, I was always taught to call my elders by their proper titles," she said back to me.
"Elders? Wow, you really are trying to make me feel old, aren't you?" I said.
She laughed at that and said, "what are you, 30? 31?"
"I'm 36," I said, "and please, from now on, just call me Steve."
"You got it," she said. "Well, have a nice day, Steve."
I smiled and grabbed my purchases and left.
May came around and the weather was much warmer now and men everywhere were benefiting as women were dressing in skimpier clothes and showing off their bodies more. I took my weekly trip up the grocery store on a Friday evening and was saddened to see that upon my time to checkout, my favorite grocery girl was not working. I checked out and began walking to my car when I heard a sweet sound come from behind me. "Hey, hold up."
I turned around to see Ashleigh skipping towards me. "Oh, hey, I didn't think you were working today," I replied.
"Oh, so it's not a coincidence you always end up in my line," she teased.
"Haha, you got me," I laughed back, "busted."
"It's cool, I figured as much," she said with that beautiful smile.
"So, what's up," I asked.
"Oh nothing, I just finished clocking out and I saw you, so I thought I would say hi," she said. She was such a vision and it took everything I had to keep from doing a full body checkout of her body. "What are you doing this weekend, cooking yourself dinner again?" She was teasing me based off of some of our previous conversations.
"As a matter of fact, yes, I ran across some new recipes so I thought I would give them a shot," I replied back with a smile. "What about you, any plans?"
"Well, actually today is my birthday and me and a bunch of friends are going out to celebrate the big one-eight," she said beaming. She always seems so cheerful, it makes me wonder if she is ever in a bad mood.
"Well, happy birthday," I said, "I bet you will have a blast."
"Thank you," she said, "I know we will. We can get crazy sometimes."
"Haha, I bet," I replied, secretly lavishing the fact that she was now technically legal, even if I didn't stand a chance in hell. It's not that I'm ugly or fat, I actually think I'm rather good looking and I definitely try and stay in shape. "So, is that all you're doing for your birthday?"
"Well, I'm actually headed home to do something with the fam before we all go out, but that's pretty much it," she said.
"Well, what are you hoping to get for your birthday," I asked.
"Well, I have a good feeling I'm getting a new car from my parents and I'm so excited. I think they want to make sure I have something new and reliable for when I go off to college in the fall. I think it's going to be a birthday slash graduation present," she said.
"Wow, that's awesome, what more could you want," I replied.
"Well, actually, there was something else I wanted too," she said, her smile turning me into putty.
"Oh yeah, what's that," I asked.
"A nice, home cooked meal by candlelight," she said with a gleam in her eyes.
"You want your parents to cook you dinner and y'all eat it by candlelight," I said, completely clueless.
"No, silly, not from my parents," she said as she playfully pushed me on the shoulder, "from you."
"You want ME to cook you dinner?" I asked completely stunned.
"Yes I do, that's my birthday wish which means you can't say no," she said faking a stern face and shaking her pointed finger at me while popping her hip out and placing her other hand on her hip.
I laughed at this, smiled and said, "well, if that's what the birthday girl wants, who am I to argue?"
She jumped up and clapped a few times and squealed, "Yeah! Ok, give me your phone."
Without hesitation, I reached in my pocket and retrieved my phone and handed it to her. She pulled out her phone and then dialed a number with my phone. Her phone began to ring and she then disconnected both phones. "So, how about 7 tomorrow night, does that work?
"7 is fine with me, do you want me to pick you up?" I asked.
"Oh no, no, no, no, my parents would trip out if an older guy came and picked me up," she said, "just text me your address and I'll come to your place."
"Sounds good, so I'll see you tomorrow at 7," I said, trying not to sound too anxious.
"Yep, I'll be there." She leaned forward and gave me a hug. I inhaled the heavenly aroma as she did and then she kissed me quickly on the cheek and turned to leave. I took the opportunity to check out her perfect ass and as I was, she whipped her head around, catching me yet again checking her out and she just smiled and said, "have a good day, Mr. Harris," and then bounded off to her car.
I stood there for a few moments, dumbfounded. Did that really just happen? I couldn't believe my luck. I got in my car and drove home, still unbelieving of my luck. This gorgeous, just turned 18yr old girl had just asked me out.
I got home and pulled out my phone and saved her phone number from my call log. I wanted to text her my address right away, but I figured it would be better to wait awhile.
A buddy of mine texted me to see if I wanted to meet him up at the Fox Sports Bar to catch the baseball game so I told him I'd meet him there at 7:30. I got ready and headed up. We were there for about an hour when I got a text from Ashleigh.
