“How does it feel??”
Nancy smiled broadly and took my hand. “Strange, but at the same time, wonderfully fulfilling. Maybe it’s because this is new and different, or because you see me for who I am, and have no expectations.” She squeezed my hand. “And you’re sweet.” Nancy’s eyes sparkled.
“And you have a crush on me.”
Nancy laughed and held her fingers about two inches apart. “Just a little. And you have such a nice ass!!” She hugged me, grabbing my ass in a good squeeze. She looked at her watch. “I should probably get going. I have cold stuff in here, and I have to get put back together by about 5:30, or it may be a more interesting evening than I planned.”
We got dressed, or at least I did; Nancy had removed only her panties and flip flops. We said our farewells and went our separate ways. She stopped over on Thursday as we had planned, and we enjoyed nice lunch, and a leisurely love session on my king bed, where we were able to fully explore each other. It was lovely lying naked with her, feeling her softness, taking our time, ending when I came in her pussy as she rode me, our fingers entwined and looking into each other’s eyes as I filled her. I sent Nancy home with a huge cream pie, wondering how long she was going to able to hide that from her husband.
Oddly, Wal Mart became our meeting place. It wasn’t something we had planned; we just always seemed to run into each other there. I’m retired, so I tended to go at off hours, usually middle of the day. Since Nancy had kids in school, it was a convenient time for her, too, and our back seat tumbles became a semi regular event over several months. Then, one night, I was in the local Super Center about 9:30, and as I walked around to the cleaning supplies looking for a box of SOS pads, there she was, in the same denim skirt she wore the first time we got together in her van, and a dark gray polo shirt, looking for Lysol wipes. I put my hand on her shoulders as she searched.
“Hi,” I said quietly.
Nancy was a little startled, then laughed when she saw it was me. “Hi,” she said, putting her arm around me, pulling me tight. She reached up and gave me a short kiss. Her eyes were shining as she looked up at me. “Late night shopping run??”
“Not exactly late. It’s only about 9:30. You’re just used to seeing me during the day. I tend to stay up late.”
“So, you’re one of those people who is in here at 3 AM picking up dog food,” she teased.
“Cat food, actually, and I do need to get some. Walk with me??”
“Sure,” said Nancy, grabbing a can of wipes and tossing it in her cart. We walked together to pet food, holding hands as we went. We turned into the pet food aisle, where I started perusing the Friskies cans. It always takes me a few minutes to find what I need, since there are a lot of choices, and they are continually moving things around.
“Finding everything OK??” came a voice from down the aisle. There was a stocker working on a platform putting treats up on a high shelf.
“I’m doing OK. Just takes me a minute to find the right item,” I said, pulling a case of shreds off the shelf and putting it in Nancy’s cart.