Lisa Customer Service

There is something about the "average woman" that turns me on. You know the type, she blends into a crow and is over looked by most. She has a kid or two and has put on a few extra pounds. Her husband has been ignoring her for years, or perhaps she is divorced, you know the type.

I am now older soon to be 33, more experienced and I have been heartbroken. As a result I see things differently than most men. I enjoy paying attention to those women, talking to them, exploring their fantasies. It has become my new quest in life, to revitalize all of the neglected women, help them feel again. I plan to have a lot of fun doing this and I will share my adventures with you.

This story is about a 40 something year old woman who is named Lisa. She is the manager of a local grocery store in the town where I live. I requested to speak to a manager when I purchased some French bread from the bakery that I later discovered had mold on it. Of course I did not have my receipt and the young dumb high school age cashier was not of much assistance.

He called for the manager and this woman appeared, I felt it right away. She was about 5ft 8in and about 175lbs. Her short shoulder length black hair had some grey in it but, her cute face resembled Beverly D'Angelo, the mom from National Lampoon's Vacation. Her body and curves were hidden by an ugly navy blue and white store uniform she had on. Her crystal blue eyes looked at me and ever so politely she asked, "Can I help you sir?"

My anger level started to reduce, my focus was on Lisa. "Yes you may help me mamma, this bread is no good and I do not have my receipt, I would like to replace it would that be ok," I asked in my professional voice. "I purchased it last night and it is no good," I continued to explain.

She showed no emotion while explaining, "Sir that is not our Normal store policy, but I can help you this time...I remember you shopping here yesterday...you were in some type of uniform correct?"

I was shocked that she had remembered me, I had never seen her but this proves that you never know who has eyes are on you. We walked over to the service counter and she got a few forms. I was walking behind her and I quickly peeked at her butt while enjoying the sent of her perfume.

"If you will fill this section out for me I will process your refund sir," she seemed so cold and disconnected. I could tell that she had done this many times before and to her this was just another transaction.

"I do not need a refund mamma...you do not have to waste your time on all that paper work," I was trying to strike up conversation.

"What would you like sir," once again her response was distant and she seemed to be growing frustrated with me.

I had to do something and I am the bold type with nothing to lose. "I would like a new loaf of French bread, a half of pound of Swiss cheese and," speaking very confidently waiting until I had her attention. She looked at me with her crystal blue eyes waiting for me to finish my statement.

"And a nice smile from a beautiful woman like yourself is all I want," my words were clear and well articulated.

She was shocked and laughed while shaking her head, "You must really want that bread and cheese huh?"

"No I just really want you to smile at me," I responded sounding more serious than before.

"Stop flirting I am old enough to be your auntie, or even your mother....how old are you young man?" she asked with a bit of curiosity and authority in her voice.

"I am an Officer and a gentleman who follows the golden rule...don't ask don't tell," I was quick to respond.

"What are you some Lieutenant fresh out of college," she questioned?

"No I am a Captain," I boldly and firmly corrected her.

"EXCUSE ME, I hope I did not offend you Captain."

"I will forgive you mamma if I can get those things that I requested," after speaking sharply I winked and smiled. She returned my smile and then she motioned for me to follow her. We walked a few feet to the deli section and this time her walk was different. Her hips swayed more than before and she even peeked back over her shoulder to see if I was watching her walk. She picked up a hot loaf of French bread and a pack of Swiss cheese.

"Would you like a bag for that... Capt," she was playing with me, I could hear the sarcasm in her voice.

"No I do not need a bag just a smile" I winked again.

"I hope to see you again Capt...thanks for your business," as she smiled and handed me the bread.

I made sure to slightly touch her hand as I took the bread. I walked away knowing that she was watching. I made sure to take slow strong steps while letting my shoulders and back stay rigid.

I went to the store several times after that and I would often see her. She would look at me and smile, "Hello Capt."

I would always respond in a serious professional voice, "Hello Ms. Lisa," and I would always wink. All of the female clerks would smile and giggle when we did this. It was a game but I had to take it to the next level. I sent Lisa a small gift basket with a dozen white roses attached. The gift basket contained some hand and foot creams, a few Godiva chocolates and a Marine Corps teddy bare in Dress Blues.

I waited a few days and when I walked in the store I could see that a few of the female clerks were motioning toward me and making comments. One clerk picked up the phone and called Lisa to inform her I was in the store. When I went to check out I saw Lisa, a bright more confident Lisa, she even had on lipstick. I gave my routine wink and said, "Hello Ms. Lisa...how are things?"

Her smile was radiant and her skin was glowing, "Things are well Capt," with a hint of seduction in her voice.

I walked to my car and when I got there I noticed that Lisa was behind me. "Excuse me Capt," she cautiously spoke.

"I want to thank you for my birthday gift, you were the only one that got me something...I really appreciate it...more than you will ever know," her voice was so sincere.

I had gotten lucky it had been her birthday and the gift had gone over well. "I am glad that you like it, you deserve it." I was keeping it short and to the point.

"Uh Capt...Sir," she was nervous.

"Yes Ms. Lisa," I waited for her to say what was on her mind.

"Would you like to have a drink after I get off at 9:00 tonight...if you are free...you know as friends," her voice was shaky and she feared rejection.

"No, I do not drink, but I would to have some cheese cake and ice cream with you...it would be my honor."

I could see her pleasure with my response, she lit up like a Christmas tree. She tried to regain her composeur,"9:00, right here, ok," as she winked and walked away.

I had 3 hours, just enough time to shave shower and pick up some nice orchids. I showed and shaved and decided to wear all black. I picked out some black sports briefs for support, a pair of double pleated dress slacks with a business cuff. A black on black pin striped polo shirt that was neatly pressed and I sprayed on just a touch of Perry Ellis Black 360. I made sure that my apartment was nice and neat and I was off to see Lisa.

When I got to the parking lot she was in her car waiting on me. She was dolled up and her smile was electrifying. "Would you like to ride with me or follow me," I asked her while I took in her beauty.

"I'll follow you," she quickly responded.

I drove to a local restaurant and parked, when Lisa got out of her car I was amazed. She had gone home and changed. She was in a nice mid length black dress and heals. For the first time I got to see all of Lisa. Her legs and calves were toned, her stomach was not perfectly flat but it was firm. Her breast were a surprise, they were bigger than I had ever noticed in her store uniform.

"Wow you look gorgeous Lisa," I was stunned.

She smiled, "Thank you, I am glad you like my dress."

The restaurant was perfect for us there was music and dancing and the dessert was great. We talked for a few hours and she explained to me that she was divorced and her kids went to live with their father because he had more money and could spoil them. She also explained that she had been a volleyball player in college, she had attended the University of Georgia and was a huge football fan.

I had asked her to dance with me and the first few times she declined my invitation but after a few drinks she accepted. Holding her close to me I could feel the energy. She was not a good dancer but the way her hands would massage my arms and back made up for her awkward steps. She rested her head on my shoulders and I knew then I had to have this woman. I could feel the warm passion brewing in me, starting from the pit of my stomach reaching all the parts of my body. I was even starting to get an erection, it was hard to control myself. It was then that the song ended and we sat down.

It was late and we both agreed it was time to say good night. I walked her to her car and before she could say a word I kissed her. She did not resist I heard her soft moans and I could feel her body melting in my arms. I did not stop my hands began to explore her body and then we were interrupted by the police. "Is everything ok mamma," the cop asked.

"Yes, yes, I was saying goodnight officer," she explained as she caught her breath and straightened her dress.

"Have a nice night mamma," as the officers totally ignored me and drove off.

"Capt, can we...go...uh...you know," she was being suttle.

"Sure we can go where ever you like, you pick."

"The new Radisson Suites on HWY 1, I have been told the executive suit is very nice...it even has a garden Jacuzzi tub in the room," she was trying to be seductive.

"Cool I will follow you," as I kissed her on the lips and got in my car.

The drive was short but I was on fire thinking about all the fun I would have with Lisa. Soon we were in the parking lot, then in the elevator, then the room. Lisa seemed to be unsure if she wanted to be in there. I would kiss her on the face softly and caress her skin. I wanted to be bold, so I stood up and started to take off my clothes real slow. It did not take long before I was standing in my briefs. She looked my body over one quick time and then looked me square in my eyes as I removed my briefs. I tossed them over to her, she smiled and stood up to kiss me.

Our embrace and kisses seemed to last for long periods of time. I was touching her and wanted so bad to remove her dress. She pushed me back on the bed and took off her dress. Finally I got to see her body, I was pleasantly pleased when I saw that she did not have on any panties. She sat on my lap and we kissed and kissed as the fire generated in both of us. I rolled around on the bed with her kissing, until I was on top. I then teased her by kissing her softly down her neck, to her breast, down to her stomach, lower to her sweet mound of pleasure. She was so wet and I had to have her. I licked her, ate her and sucked her while she moaned in response. She was so sensitive to my actions, and her moans were long and getting louder and louder.

She started to tighten her thighs around my head and her body started to shake. She began screaming and she tried to push my head away. Then in one overwhelming burst she had a monstrous orgasm. She was screaming and crying at the same time. I resisted as she pushed my head away and then again her body climaxed.

My entire face was wet, I have never had a lover who was so loud and so animated. I began to work my way back up to her face. I wanted to feel this woman and with every touch and soft kiss, she would quiver. I began to touch her breast and suck on her nipples, while my left hand caressed her thigh, and once again she moaned, screamed and exploded. I felt like a king, I could make her cum so many times, she was on the bed and all mine.

I guided my dick to her wet open pussy lips and I felt her tightness. I was gentle but I began to push and she resisted. I was kissing her and then I moved the head of my dick around her opening. I tried again to penetrate her, she was so tight, I could see her face tense up as I pushed. I was gentle but becoming frustrated I wanted her. I grew rougher as I tried to slide more of me in her. I noticed her face , she would close her eyes tighter as I pushed inside her.

"Capt I am real tender and tight there...please don't hurt me...be gentle," she explained as she moaned and kissed me.

Now I was faced with a tough decision, be a gentle man, or pound her senseless. Send me feed back what do you think I did, what should I have done?