Kristi McDowell was not having a good day. It started by waking up too late to get her husband’s lunch ready. He couldn’t wait and said he would just grab something from the “roach coach” that comes by the construction site at lunchtime. Kristi felt terrible about that – she had eaten a meal or two from those places and she didn’t like the fact that because of her, he had to now.

Then her oldest boy, Allan, the 10 year old woke up not feeling good. She took his temperature and he was a little warm so she decided to keep him home. Seeing his older brother getting to stay home, Keith, the 8 year old wanted to as well. He stalled and dragged his feet until the school bus had come and gone.

“Great! Now on top of everything else I have to take you to school!” she told the young boy.

She gave Allan a kiss on the forehead. “Now you stay in bed and be good. I will be right back as soon as I take Keith to school,” she said. Then she picked up the young boy’s backpack, helped him put on his boots and coat, and they left to take him to school.

It took about 20 minutes before she got back home and she found that Allan was sound asleep when she did. She smiled as she watched her son sleeping peacefully and then she shut the door so as not to disturb him. Since he was sleeping so soundly, she couldn’t vacuum even though she needed to, so she decided to do the dishes instead. She went into the kitchen and was putting the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher when she started thinking about what to make for dinner. She was planning on making spaghetti so she looked to see if she had the makings for it. That’s when she realized she didn’t!

“Crap! I have to go to the supermarket!” she said to herself. She went back to look in on Allan and he was still sleeping like a rock. Kristi knew that with the cold medicine she gave him, he would be out for several hours and with hubby at work and Keith safely in school this would be the best chance she would have to get to the market. So she quietly got her things and headed off to the store. She figured a quick trip just to get the things she needed for dinner and then when David got home from work, he could watch the kids while she did a more thorough job of shopping.

Kristi arrived at the supermarket and parked reasonably close to the door. The parking lot wasn’t very full at this time of day and she hoped she could get in and out with a minimum of delay. She didn’t like leaving a sick Allan at home but she didn’t have a lot of choice. She got a cart and began her shopping. She got the spaghetti and sauce she needed for dinner and had just finished getting the hamburger to make meatballs. She was passing the produce section when she spotted the sale on cantaloupes.

Now Kristi was a pretty good cook and she had no complaints on her meals. But picking melons was one thing she had more luck than skill in. She picked a couple cantaloupes up and walked up to the guy stocking the produce.

“Excuse me, could you please help me?” she asked.

He stopped arranging the produce he was stocking. “Sure, miss. What can I do for you?” he asked.

“Can you tell me if my melons are ripe?” she said showing him the cantaloupes.

He grins mischievously, “Miss, your melons look perfectly ripe to me!” he quipped.

Kristi blushed at his remark seeing what he has done. But being a bit of a smart aleck herself she could give and good as she got. Not wanting to be outdone, she looked at what he was busy stocking.

“Well your ‘cuke isn’t bad yourself!” she said biting her fingernail coyly. She reached past him and picked up a big cucumber. “Mmmm, nice and firm – just the way I like my... ‘cuckes!” she said, holding one and subtly stroking it.

The produce guy was handsome and Kristi felt a twitch in her pussy as he stood there in front of her. He must have sensed her desire as well because he smiled at her in a knowing way. As he handed her the melons back he covertly brushed across her breasts and felt her hard nipples under her blouse. Kristi suddenly remembered – she had been in such a rush to get out of the house she neglected to put on her bra!

Kristi gasped quietly as his hand grazed her nipples, but she could not deny the sudden wetness she felt at his touch. As she turned to pick another one she put her back to him. The stocker came up behind her and reached past her.

“Here, this is a nice ripe melon,” he said. She felt him press up against her and she felt his breath on her neck as he spoke. Kristi moaned quietly as she felt the bulge in his pants lodge neatly between the cheeks of her ass. She had worn a flirty little summer dress that day and it fit just loose enough that his cock bulge made it crease perfectly into her crack.

Kristi didn’t know why she did it ... she wasn’t even aware she had. But she pressed back slightly against him and wiggled her ass letting the bulge there know she was interested in seeing more.

“I have some other items you might be interested in the back if you’d be interested?” he said quietly.

Kristi caught his coded message and before she could think about it, she had agreed. They began walking through the produce section towards the back stockroom.

“Cherry?” he asked as they passed by them.

“Not for a long time!” she remarked, giggling.

They made their way through the produce aisles and just as they were about to duck into the stockroom, he looked back. The coast was clear and they slipped silently into the room.

“Is the door locked, I don’t want anyone coming in,” she breathed huskily.

“Yes, don’t worry – we are all alone. This is the only door in here,” he said.

Pushing Kristi back against one of the prep tables, he leaned forward and kissed her deep and long. Kristi automatically parted her soft pink lips, which he took as an invitation, and he pushed his tongue out between them. Kristi opened her mouth a bit more and began sucking on his tongue, showing him what she wanted to do to other parts of his anatomy.

As their kiss deepened and grew more urgent, he reached up to her own melons a squeeze. Kristi gasped slightly then moaned as she felt his hands on her.

“MMMmmm...” she moaned into his mouth. He felt her push her chest towards him, encouraging him to squeeze them more.

He broke their kiss and with one quick deft move, he hoisted Kristi up onto the prep table and sat her on the edge in front of him. Kristi watched, her pulse racing and her breath quickening as he began unbuttoning her blouse. Kristi did not protest; the whole scene was like something from one of those made for TV romance movies and she was instantly carried away by the idea of it all.

With her blouse unbuttoned he pulled the edges apart revealing her magnificent breasts. Kristi was an amazing woman and she had an even more amazing body. She was 33 years old, five foot four inches tall with dirty blonde shoulder length hair, blue eyes, and a very hot 36-28-36 body.

The produce guy was at the moment enjoying part of that body ... licking and sucking at her double d size breasts and chewing on the pebble-hard nipples that topped them. Kristi had always loved her tits – they were her best feature she thought. Kristi’s breasts also seemed to have a direct conduit to her now leaking pussy. She felt her panties getting wetter and wetter as he licked and sucked her nipples, alternating between the two of them so neither felt neglected.

Kristi played with the hair on the back of his head, pushing his mouth harder onto her breast as he made a meal of them. She moaned and groaned as she delighted in the attention he was giving them. But there were other delights to be had besides her creamy breasts, and he wanted to sample the whole buffet.

So he gently helped her to lay back on the prep table and as she raised her ass up, he hiked her skirt up around her waist, revealing her wet panties. He grinned as he saw her condition and she moaned as she realized he knew what he had done to her. He leaned down and gave her sodden panties a long slow lick with the flat of his tongue and Kristi whimpered with need. She could feel the heat from his tongue through the thin material and she felt his tongue rub over her clit. It was maddening!

“Please...” she moaned aloud, the first time she had actually asked him for something.

“Tell me what you want,” he said.

“Lick me ... please, lick me,” she whimpered.

“No, tell me,” he repeated.

Kristi knew what he wanted her to say. Her husband had played this game with her before. She loved talking dirty and it always turned her on, but this was a stranger and she wasn’t sure ... However, he was now telling her to and in her current state of arousal, she was in no position to refuse.

“Lick my pussy ... please, please lick my pussy,” she moaned as she lifted her hips to him.

He smiled ... He had her. He lifted her legs up and over her, spreading her knees wide while bringing her feet back together. She grabbed her feet by the six inch heels she still had on and held them there while he went to work down below. He kissed the insides of each thigh alternating, and with each pass he moved closer and closer to her dripping core. Kristi spread her legs as wide as she could and still hang on to her heels, coaxing him to get to her hungry, quivering pussy.

Finally he was there, hovering mere inches above her steaming box. He could smell the musky woman-scent coming from her and see the glint of pussy juice that sat on her moistened fur. She waited holding her breath as he paused above her ... until at last his mouth clamped tightly over her drooling hole and his tongue slithered its way into her smoldering depths.