It was Saturday morning and Tanya had gone home, needing to handle some routine matters at home, like laundry. She didn't leave until after a morning romp and shower though. I had to admit it was enjoyable to wake up to her in the morning, but to be honest, I was still confused about the whole WHY with her. I mean I'd crossed paths with her frequently at work but I'd never sensed any indication she was interested in me THAT way, and now she seems to think that I'm almost her personal fuck buddy.
Then there were all the strange sexual encounters at work. The girls in the office, Rita, Rita's secretary. Then there was dinner last night. I was beginning to think that somehow I was affecting women in ways I didn't quite comprehend. Tanya suggested that I'd like the way the waitress would look without a bra and wham, she showed up without her bra on. The woman in blue seemed to flow right into what I was fantasizing about her. Was it something I was doing to cause this or was I in some kind of wacky sex frenzied world? Maybe I was still laying under my stand in the woods in a coma making all this up in my mind.
It was midmorning and I decided to go do my shopping. Let's face it, I still needed to eat. I headed out to my car and saw my neighbor Janise watering her front garden. She saw me and waved at me in her normally friendly manner. I waved back and briefly wondered what she'd look like if she turned that hose on herself in those little short shorts and tank top. Yeah I thought about sex a lot, what guy doesn't. But if anything, it seemed like I was thinking about it a LOT more recently. I'd occasionally fantasized about my trim thirty-six year old neighbor, thinking that if she wanted to she could easily model for Playboy. I'd seen her laying out in a bikini by their pool behind the house and had often wished she'd do that sunbathing naked and give me a real show. I mean come on, what else would a dirty old man think about when he sees a sexy young woman in a skimpy bikini?
I smiled at her and climbed into the car and pulled out of the drive, headed toward the store. I hadn't quite got there and saw the local college cheerleaders having a fund-raiser car wash for new uniforms and decided to contribute to their cause. I pulled my SUV into the line and waited for only about ten minutes before I was able to move up in line and get my car washed. I rolled down my window and held out a twenty to a little blonde in a bikini top and shorts.
"Oh! Thank you sir!" she said with a huge smile as she took the bill from me.
"You're welcome. Have fun washing," I answered before rolling the window back up. Several girls seemed to swarm around the car, all smiling and laughing as they started to wash the car. I chuckled as it drew immediate images of an old movie I think was called bikini car wash. I'd always thought that movie would be a lot hotter if the big titted women washing the cars had lost their clothes during the process. Still, the views in the movie of them pushing their soapy tits against the windows was a pretty tantalizing image. I was still thinking about that movie when the blonde I'd handed the money to wiped her sponge across the driver's window and then pressed her tits against the glass. I did a double take and watched her rub her tits back and forth across the glass, the soapy water squeezing out around the multicolor triangles of material. As I watched, she reached her fingers in and pulled the material to the side, rubbing her now bare tits, smashed against the glass, side to side. Her dark pink nipples and areola pressed flat against the glass, her soft tanned skin pushed around them to the glass, acting as a squeegee around the nipples.
I could hear her giggle as she threw a bucket of soapy water on the windshield, then climbed barefoot onto the hood. She pushed her wet shorts against the glass and wiggled around, rubbing her ass all over the windshield, to a chorus of catcalls from her friends around the car. As she wiggled herself around, she wiggled the shorts down her ass, finally pushing them down all the way to her ankles, leaving her bare ass pressed to the glass. I could see her full, round, shaved pussy lips pressed to the glass in front of me as she wiggled her ass around more, her friends laughing and squirting the hose at her, rinsing the soap from her as well as the windshield. She finally slipped off the car and pulled her pants back up, grinning at me the whole time.
She stepped to the driver's window and motioned for me to roll it down, which I did. "You know, if you wanted to, I could come wash it again, completely naked this time," she whispered as she leaned in the open window.
"You think?"
"I know. I've never washed a car naked, but I think if you got naked too, it'd be a fuck of a lot of fun to try," she said with a giggle. "How 'bout it?"
"I enjoyed the show but I think you're just a little young for me," I answered her with a soft chuckle. "But thank you for the show just the same."
She pouted for a moment then leaned in a little farther and pulled one of my hands to her wet bikini top. She squeezed my hand against her soft tit and leaned a little farther to kiss my cheek. "If you change your mind, I'll be here for a few hours yet," she whispered before pulling her head and upper body out the window.
"I'll remember that," I answered her with a smile. A honk behind me encouraged me to cut the little flirt short and I drove away. "Well, that was interesting. Now I'm sure that I'm still laying under my stand dreaming." I said to myself as I drove the short distance to the grocery store. It only took a minute to get a cart and start walking the aisles. I had a pretty good idea what I needed to buy, even though I hadn't bothered to make a list. As I wandered the store I formulated a small plan to test. The only girl to give me a flash was the one that I'd given the money to. I hadn't touched her, but she was clearly in close proximity to me. Maybe that was important.
I saw a good looking young woman in a miniskirt walking the aisle ahead of me. I intentionally pictured in my mind her bending over and pulling her skirt up so I could see her panties, and followed along behind her, pretending to pick items on the shelf. Up and down two aisles I followed her, with absolutely no effect. She seemed to not even notice I was there. Clearly I was mistaken about all this sex stuff being caused by what I was thinking! I almost walked into her as she stopped to get something from the shelf in front of her. I carefully stepped back, backing my ass into the cart I'd been pulling behind me, not wanting to get in any trouble. I was just about to walk around her when she turned toward me to come back up the aisle for something she apparently forgot.
"Excuse me," she said, looking up from her list at me as she moved past me to get the bottle of cooking oil that we'd just passed.
"Sure," I answered, backing up and pushing my cart backwards to make room for her. She bent over and collected her bottle of oil and then returned to her cart. I followed along down the aisle, the store busy enough that we needed to pretty much stay in line, noticing that she glanced over her shoulder at me with just the slightest smile on her lips. I followed around the corner, and saw her several dozen feet ahead of me, bent over to collect a can of soup on the lower shelf. I watched her peek at me past her own legs and then slowly slide one hand up her left leg, her fingers pushing her skirt hem up. She pushed up and up until there was no doubt that I was looking at her crotch, completely bare and exposed. She held that position for only a few seconds and then straightened, her fingers deftly tugging the hem of her skirt back down. I saw her glance over her shoulder at me before walking down the aisle farther, her hips swinging exaggeratedly with each step.
I was more than a little surprised that she was pantiless, but somehow I couldn't resist being turned on by the thought that I'd been following her around the store with her pussy completely bare the whole time. I wondered if walking around the store without panties turned her on as much as the thought was suddenly turning me on. I felt my cock growing in my pants and tried to readjust it to a more comfortable position without being too obvious. I looked up and saw the woman walking back down the aisle, pushing her cart along with a determined looking walk. She stopped her cart by mine and looked at me with a long serious stare. For a moment I thought I was in serious trouble, that maybe she was going to accuse me of being a pervert or something. Instead she reached for my wrist and pulled my hand down toward her skirt, pressing it between her thighs and pulling it up until my fingers pressed against her wet lips.
"Oh yeah. More than a little turned on sweetie!" she said softly as I stroked her smooth, soft lips with my finger. "If I could, I'd pull your pants down right here and let you fuck my brains out!"
"Why?" I asked quietly, slowly pulling my finger across her lips and out from under her skirt when she let my hand go.
"Because you want to," she said as evenly as if she were ordering a hamburger. "Isn't that enough?"
"Could be," I answered, wondering briefly how far she would go if I asked her. I almost laughed to myself wondering what kind of commotion she'd make if I asked her to walk to the end of the aisle and strip.
The thought barely settled in my mind when she turned and walked down the aisle to the end and turned to face me. She pushed her skirt down her legs, stepping out of it, leaving her naked from her belly down to her high heels. She quickly pulled up her tank top, tossing it aside, her hands moving behind her back to flick off the lacy little bra she had on before the shirt had even hit the floor. In moments she was standing naked except for her high heels, strutting back down the aisle toward me, her feet crossing one over the other with each step. Her tits, maybe a nice round C cup, bounced and swayed with each step, her body a light bronze without a single tan line. Her pussy lips were shaved smooth with only a tiny triangle of blonde curls on her mound.
She strode directly up to me, wrapped both arms around my neck and pressed her nude body against me. Her lips met mine in a hot wet passionate kiss, her tongue darting into my mouth and her lips trying to suck mine. "Fuck me!" she moaned into my mouth.
I felt a little responsible for the situation she was now in. Here she was, naked as a jaybird, in the middle of a grocery store that was probably in her local neighborhood. "Get your purse and walk outside. I'll meet you there," I said quietly.
She grinned at me and walked with as much confidence as if she were still fully dressed, not caring at all about the looks she was getting from both the women and men, though with far different expressions. I walked through the store and out the front, heading for my SUV before she made it out the door. She was only standing naked in front of the store for a few short minutes before I pulled up, leaning over far enough to push the passenger door open. She climbed in without a word and twisted around in the seat to look at me and make sure I could see all of her nakedness. It took almost two full minutes to get her address so I'd know where to drive her, getting it ONLY after I agreed to let her suck my cock while we drove. I've done a lot of things in life, but getting my cock sucked while I was driving, well, that was a new one. And it'd probably be a long time until this one got beat. My cock getting sucked while I drove by a completely nude hot woman on all fours in the passenger seat, one hand on the steering wheel and the other playing with her pussy. Yeah, this would probably be one for the family album, NOT!
"Here we are," I said as I pulled into the driveway of a modestly large two story house in one of the better neighborhoods in town. Somehow I'd managed to get all the way here without blowing my load in her face, though there were moments that I thought it was going to happen at any moment.
She popped her head up to look out the windshield. "Oh fuck! Come on!" she said with a massive grin on her face. "Come ON! I wanna fuck!" she said opening the car door and climbing out. She practically ran around the car, her tits bouncing wildly with each step. She pulled my car door open and grabbed my arm, pulling on me. "Come on! I'm sooooo fucking horny! I wanna fuck now!"
"Where?" I asked, undoing my seat belt and letting her pull me out of the car, my pants sliding to my ankles.
