So here I am 24 years old working in a supermarket because I had seriously fucked up my university exams and am now resigned to a life of dead end jobs, I was restocking the shelves in the cereal aisle when I heard an female upper class voice say "Excuse me young man."
I turned around and stood in front of me was a tall slim lady that I guessed to be in her 40's, she didn't have a very pretty face but had something about her, whether it was her bearing or her demeanour but she made my cock stiffen inside the uniform trousers I was wearing. She was wearing a pair of beige slacks and a cream blouse, the swell of her breast wasn't large but there was enough to pique my interest. Her hair was grey and cut short and styled in a way that suited her slightly chubby cheeks.
"Yes Madam," I replied and she smiled.
"I can't find the coco pops and my grandchildren are coming to stay tonight," she said.
I looked at the shelf where they normally were and saw it was empty, "Let me go and check the warehouse to see if we have any boxes in there, I'll be back in a minute," I replied.
"You are so kind, thank you Steve," she said noticing my name from the name tag on my uniform shirt.
I returned 3 minutes later with a case of coco pops and asked her "How many boxes do you want?"
"2 please," she replied "They are staying 5 nights and eat them for breakfast and lunch."
"Take 3, they are on a special deal at the moment and it is cheaper to buy 3 rather than 2," I said.
"You really have been helpful," she said.
"I can't leave a beautiful lady in distress," I replied and placed the boxes into her trolley.
She smiled broadly and said "flattery will get you everywhere," she said and walked off.
I watched her bum as she walked away and thought she had got a nice figure for an old bird. 10 minutes later I got a call to help out at the checkouts and saw the lady waiting in a queue; I opened my till and beckoned her over before the people in front of her.
"Hello again, that's the 2nd time you have rescued me today," she said.
"Hi," I replied "think nothing of it, as I said earlier I can't leave a beautiful lady in distress."
We made small talk as I scanned the items and she placed them in her bags until all the items were through and told her the final amount, most of the items were things for her grandchildren and she said "those little horrors are going to cost me a fortune."
She put her card in the chip and pin reader and as she entered her code I said "well personally I can't believe you are old enough to be a grandmother."
She looked at me and then smiled "you know how to make an old lady feel good, but for your information I am 54 years old."
"You certainly don't look it and if I may be so bold I think you are a very attractive lady," I said.
She smiled again and said "I'll see you next time I'm here," and walked off with a more exaggerated bum wiggle than I noticed earlier.
I finished work a couple of hours later and made my way to my parent's house where I was told on a daily basis how much of a disappointment I had become, my father was a dentist and my mother a solicitor and they had both expected me to go to university and make a good living for the rest of my life, my dad was at home when I got in and to be fair he had resigned himself to the fact that I wouldn't be able to take over practice when he retired like he had dreamed off. My mum was the real bane of my life and would belittle me at every opportunity and though I had heard my dad fighting my corner I knew I would soon have to move out to maintain my sanity or I might end up killing my mum and burying her under the patio.
I took after my dad in looks, 6ft tall with a handsome face and naturally broad chest, shoulders and arms. I had brown hair and a smile that apparently could charm the birds from the trees and knickers off ladies, I certainly wasn't a virgin and if out with my friends for a night out I could normally pull a lady.
I also preferred older ladies and this was mainly for 3 reasons, they were more experienced, knew what they wanted and were as a general rule a lot better at shagging.
A week later I arranged to meet a friend in a bar in the town centre to have a few drinks and basically talk bollocks; I arrived in the bar and waited 30 minutes before I got a text to say that he wouldn't be coming as his taxi hasn't turned up and it to was too far to walk, "Fucking great," I muttered under my breath and I felt a presence stand next to me at the bar. I looked round and saw the supermarket lady with the grandchildren.
"Hi," I said and beamed my best smile at her; she looked at me with a confused look on her face and then smiled as she recognised me and said "my supermarket hero."
She placed her hand on my arm and said "Can I get you a drink, I arranged to meet my friend but she has stood me up and I don't want to go home yet."
"Snap, my friend couldn't make it so I was just about to leave but spending time with you will more than make up for it," I replied.
She bought me a beer and we sat down and talked, I found out her name was Veronica Giles-Smith and she had been widowed about a year and doted on her grandchildren, once a month she would have them over for a weekend and during school holidays would have them as often as she could. She worked as a civil servant and really enjoyed her job. She still wore her wedding ring and this evening was wearing a black knee length skirt with what I assumed were black tights, on her top half she had a white button up blouse that when she returned from a toilet break I was sure had another button undone from the top.
After an hour or so of talking she asked "Are you hungry?"
"Starving," I replied.
"I had a table booked at the Italian around the corner and it seems a shame to waste it, will you join me for dinner? My treat." she said.
"Let me buy a bottle of wine though," I said.
"Ok deal," Veronica said as we got up to leave and we walked out and round the corner into the restaurant, the restaurant was quite small and the tables close together so we ended up bumping knees under the table, after a while I stopped apologising and she left her knee pressed against mine. We left 2 hours later after she had paid for the meal and I was hoping I had enough money left for a taxi home after buying the cheapest bottle of wine on the menu but it still cost more than I had hoped. We had talked the whole time we had been together that evening and as we queued for our taxis at the rank she looped her arm through mine.
