The glare of the twelve inch computer monitor was really beginning to take its toll on John. The dull thud of his fingers hitting the keyboard filled his head and the small cubicle that he called home from nine till five, Monday till Friday. However that was his official contracted hours, it was more like eight till six most days.

In truth it didn’t bother John working the long days. He had nothing else going on in his life. He was single, had been for a long time. All his friends were in fully committed relationships with the majority of them having children so he often distanced himself from them. His sister lived across the country leaving his only nearby living relative, his mother.

The clock strikes six and the hoovers begin. Every Friday night the cleaners mass clean the office block. Again John is the last one there, he concedes and logs off his computer. All his colleagues long gone enjoying the freedom and break of the weekend.

With his bag slung over his shoulder, he leaves the large office building and begins his trip home. The city is already a buzz with life and people young and old go about their happy lives. He trudges along and makes his way to the subway. The trains are surprisingly empty but he also deduces that everyone is either at home or indeed out enjoying themself.

He aimlessly watches the busy bustling parts of the city wizz pass, as the train heads to the outer city limits were his small one bed apartment is. The train stops at the station before his and the doors open. John is almost in auto pilot mode so he misses the announcements. It takes him several minutes to realise that the train isn’t moving. He looks around and notices everyone has gotten off.

“Aren’t you getting off son?” A gruff older voice sounds out.

“Huh?” John replies as he looks around confused and is greeted with a stubby plump looking train driver.

“Don’t let the ticket lads catch you still sat there. They will make sure you pay again!” He chuckles before starting to walk away.

“Wait hold up” John jumps up and steps off the train. “What’s going on? I was due to get off at the next stop?”

“There’s a signaling problem with the lines so we aren’t going any further at the moment till it’s fixed. The train will head back into the centre.”

“Oh...” John sighed, he was then lost for words. The train driver nodded at him and waddled away.

John then pulled his phone from his pocket and checked the maps. Even though he’d lived in his apartment for nearly ten years. He only ever got on and off at the same two stops. He breathed a very small sigh of relief as he realised it wasn’t too far or bad a walk.

He began the walk and was only maybe five to ten minutes away when he passed a liquor store. He never knew it was there, not that he was a party animal or anything but there was something Inside him that changed as he stood looking at the sign. He surprised himself as his feet stepped towards the door and his hand reached up and pushed the door open. There was a chime that sounded out as he entered.

The store was fairly small in size with a few aisles of crates of beers, there was some refrigerators down one side of the store full of various alcoholic drinks. It was then John noticed the girl behind the counter. He was stopped in his tracks. She was busy serving someone else but he was quite captivated by her. She had short curly dark blonde hair that flowed nicely down each side of her face. She wore black framed glasses that John found a very attractive look. In fact John found her very attractive. As he moved around the store he was able to see slightly more of her. She wore a white crop top that showed of her upper chest and her bare arms which in turn showed off all her tattoos.

John became infatuated with her, he stared more, took more of her in. He squinted his eyes and could swear her could see the evident outlines of nipple piercings, in fact, was she evening wearing a bra at all? She looked everything he wasn’t, edgy and cool and truthfully, hot as fuck. Him on the other hand, no tattoos, straight laced haircut, not an inch of edge about him.

John managed to tear his gaze away as he grabbed some beers, he had no idea what he grabbed as he then headed for the counter. In front of him were two younger guys who kept sniggering and nudging each other. Behind the counter was a wall of premium bottles of alcohol.

The lad on the right first asked for a bottle of scotch, with a raised eyebrow, the blonde turned and reached for the top shelf. It was now John could see that she was wearing a short skirt, a very short skirt. So short that when she reached for the top shelf her skirt rode up, the two lads nudged each other more but John couldn’t help but look at her ass that was on display now, it looked fantastic. He could have sworn he saw a flash of hot pink though.

The girl turned back around and placed the bottle on the counter, the other lad now asked for a bottle of vodka. Catching a grin from her, the girl turned around and bent over. Now there are several ways to bend over but the way she did it she knew what she was doing. She bent from the waist with her legs still straight. As she bent down her skirt rode up and her ass became in full view. There was no doubt now, John could see the shine of a hot pink butt plug. She held this pose for several moments acting like she was struggling to find the bottle.

John could feel his cock stir in his pants as his eyes were fixated on her ass. It was truly the best thing he had seen in a long time. She then stood up and turned with a small wink to the lads as she placed the bottle on the counter.

“Ok boys you’ve had your show, off you go!” She waved them off as she took hold of the bottles and placed them back under the counter. The two lads sniggered and laughed as they left the shop without a fuss. The girl smiled and shook her head slightly, her cheeks a little flushed. Her eyes then widened and her smile brightened as she then laid eyes on John.

John wordlessly stepped forward and placed the beers on the counter.

“Well hello cutie, haven’t seen you in here before...” she smiled widely at him as she pulled the beer towards her and scanned it.

“Um yeah ... eh first time...” John muttered and stumbled over his words. He was still reeling from what he just saw and being closer to her now he could see that she wasn’t wearing a bra and her pierced nipples were strained against the fabric of the crop top.

“First time huh, well I’m Melanie” she offered him a warm smile.

“Um John” he said meekly. In truth John was a little intimidated by her. She was extremely attractive and she was clearly Super kinky.

“It’s nice to meet you John, is there anything else I can get for you?” There was a sparkle in her eye. He desperately wanted to ask for anything, her number, a date, hell just to see that ass again. “Um no thanks...” John conceded. Melanie’s smile faded ever so slightly but it was still there.

John handed over the money and Melanie passed back the small change and his beer in a bag. John took the handle and offered her a weak thanks. Melanie gave a small wave amd inside prayed she would see him again because in turn, Melanie actually found John very handsome and cute. Melanie was very well aware of Johns roaming eyes and bet her salary he saw the butt plug she wore.

Unknown to John just how much of a kinky girl Melanie was. In truth she was a submissive slut. She loved men ogling over her but in reality she wanted nothing more than to please and bend to the will of a strong handsome man. She needed the butt plug to help sate her desires other wise her horniness would become too much and she would have to fuck the next person that walked in. She watched as John left, truly hoping she would see him again.

As John left the store, a large brash man barged into him and into the store. He offered no apology as he walked inside. John was used to this kind of attention so simply left the store. Melanie berated the large man as he was a regular but her words fell on deaf ears.

As John continued his journey home he soon realised that the store was in fact not far from his home at all. He entered the apartment block and headed up the three flight of stairs and then to the end of the hall. His apartment was the last of the left and after unlocking the two locks entered his only sanctuary. He placed the beers in the fridge and admired its contents, barely anything. John didn’t feel in the mind frame to cook so he pulled his phone out and made an order. He always ordered from the same Chinese and always ordered the same. So much so that he spoke and was more friendly with the woman on the phone and the delivery guy than his own friends.

An hour had passed and John was now tucking into his Chinese washed down with the beers. Once finished and in his lounge wear the time was nearing ten. Alone with his thoughts his mind drifted back to the girl at the store, Melanie, the butt plug ... John’s cock began to grow in his pants and his TV was changed to the adult Channel. His hand drifted into his pants and began to slowly stroke his growing shaft.

John had only been watching for about ten minutes when there was a knock at the door. In a panic he paused the tv, and sat still for a moment. The knock came again. John felt uneasy as he had no visitors, ever. He got up and walked to the door, he peered out the small peep hole and couldn’t believe his eyes. It was Melanie. He opened the door slightly, doing his best to cover his lower half behind the door.