Vyki finds what she’s looking for

Vyki was feeling more comfortable with Lou by her side as he guided her through the door. She bent down and grabbed a hand basket to carry the drinks in.

“So, where to first?” Lou asked, “I got no clue about this stuff.”

“Got to get a little bit of all the hard liquors, so just follow me,” she replied as she began strutting to the vodkas.

“Yes, ma’am,” Lou replied as he listened to her heels click away and watched her short dress sway from side to side before following several steps behind.

As Vyki got to the clear liquor, she found a few key blends from the top shelf and picked out her favorite brewer before she bent down to look for some cheaper brands to use in the large mixes. From his vantage point, Lou was treated with a lovely view of the base of her firm cheeks melding into her toned thighs as she bent her knees back and her bottom stuck out to work with the tight support of the corset.

Shaking himself out of watching the lovely view, Lou suddenly felt protective and admonished himself for not properly escorting her, quickly looking around to make sure there wasn’t someone trying to catch a peak at her apparent inadvertent exposure as he stepped closely behind her to block anyone’s view. As he verified there was no one else in the aisle and she was still looking, he took a small step back to give her space. However, he couldn’t help but look back down to verify it really wasn’t his perverted imagination & could clearly see her green thong barely splitting her cheeks under the black crinolines.

Vyki was trying to remember which one of these wasn’t complete trash and which one they normally got for the punch mix. She caught herself looking back to ask Lou if he knew before remembering his professed ignorance early, when she caught him looking down at her skirt. “Enjoying the view?” Vyki joked with a giggle, finding it rather funny he seemed fooled by her outfit even though he knew who she really was.

Being caught by the lady, Lou was suddenly embarrassed at letting his lower ethos expose his natural instinct to admire a hot view and he quickly moved to look anywhere but directly at her as he made sure no one else had entered the aisle to catch him too while he subconsciously adjusted his pants.

Finally just picking a bottle that looked slightly familiar, she tossed it in her basket and stood up to turn around to face him, finding herself closer than she expected. Seeing his still flush face and wide-eyed embarrassment. “It’s okay, Lou. I won’t tell anyone you were trying to sneak a peek at a guy’s ass,” she said with a wink before spinning and using an exaggerated sashay to walk to the next aisle. Turning to look over her shoulder, she swept her hair back to look at the stunned man still looking as she asked with a grin, “you coming?”

‘You have no idea,’ Lou thought to himself as he moved to continue his escort job trying to figure him, ‘no! Her!’, out. Watching her erotic strut as she perused the aisles gathering a few more bottles and even bending over, exposing herself a few more times, Lou couldn’t believe she didn’t know what she was doing. She also seemed oblivious at how overt she was being, too.

However, her flirty courage seemed to vanish again as they returned to the front of the store and approached the registers. Finally feeling safe to leave his guard position behind her, Lou moved up next to Vyki to see why she took on such a halted, stiff stance. Looking at her eyes wide as if a doe caught in headlights, Lou inquired, “you okay, Vyki?”

Vyki quickly fiddled with the pouch on her belt and turned to face her protector, in a panicked, hushed voice she pushed her credit card at him, “I can’t give them this; they’ll read me immediately with my real name on it.”

Lou looks at the card and reads Paul’s name on it. He’s pretty sure the cashier would probably not even care but considers offering to pay but starts worrying about how much some of this would hit his budget. He starts to offer a calming voice.

Vyki can see the apprehension in his face and is worried about spending too much time talking in hushed tones in front of everyone here will draw too much attention, “You’re clearly mature enough not to be carded so they won’t even think twice at you being ‘Paul’,” Vyki says trying to remove any hesitation before finally breaking her hushed tone to plead, “Pleeaaase? I promise I’ll make it up to later,” she says reaching out her free hand to grasp his to emphasize her earnest fear.

Lou’s resolve to push further is suddenly broken as he wasn’t prepared for the damsel’s pleading. “sure,” he says buckling to try her deceit as they walked up to the waiting register.

The cashier almost felt pity for the whipped oaf after watching the MILF’s nearly spoiled brat apparent performance asking her beau for all the expensive booze, but looking at the total receipt, he was happy to take the sale towards his day’s total revenue. Swiping the sugar daddy’s card, he was sure she’d be paying him back for it ‘in kind’ later. Carefully packing the purchases in a couple boxes to make it easier to transport out, he smiles, and earnest says “Thank you! Come again!” Thinking to himself, ‘I could deal with more high-ticket sales like that.’

Watching the lady in an outfit way to brief for a woman of her age, the cashier can’t help but admire her exposed tone legs as she struts out the door like some sort of stripper on a catwalk as the poor dolt burdened down with the boxes follows behind her like an eager puppy. “Good luck,” he shouts out to the guy as she passes around the corner.

Lou was all too happy to get the bottles for her, as her nervousness seemed to be prevalent in her quick gait to exit the store. Glad the automatic door ensured he wasn’t derelict in his responsibilities as she proceeded out the store, he was sure she must know her skirts were flipping up as wind entering the store whipped up her thighs at her already swinging skirts. Regardless, he sped up his own pace to ensure he was able to at least protect her flank from unwanted watchers as he instinctually scanned the dark lot for threats as the approached the back of the minivan.

Vyki was glad to finally be out of the public gaze and taking comfort in the near safety of the ‘mom-mobile’ lifting back tailgate. Turning to her companion, she was impressed by the apparent ease he cared the stacked boxes grabbing the top box, “thank you again for helping with all this!” Bending over to place the box of glass bottles cautiously on the low floorboard.

Lou was again surprised at the flagrant display but couldn’t help but appreciate it. “Happy to,” he replied chipperly trying to keep focused on her face.

Turning to grab the final box from him, she couldn’t help but recognize the quick head movement away from her legs, relating to the many times she’d done it herself. Knowing its nearly automatic and truly harmless from this guy, she couldn’t help but play it up a bit more as she grasped the final box and made sure to lean over fully as she pushed the box under the back seat saying, “regardless, I really appreciate it.” Taking sadistic pleasure in teasing him as she purposefully took exaggerated swinging of her hips as she pretended it was difficult to move the boxes.

Feeling she teased him enough, Vyki stood up and feigned ignorance at his obvious ogling as she turned to him while closing the door. “That should be it,” she stated chipperly, “ready to party?” her toned changed to conspiratorial excitement.

Lou swallowed a little harder afraid his tailored pants would be showing as he turned to open her door for her and using it to hide his crotch, he replied “always,” as she pulled her abbreviated dress under her as she sat.

Walking around behind the vehicle, he took a moment to take breath and try to calm his growing girth before aiming for the captain’s seat of this land barge. Strapping in, he can’t help but shake his head as he can see her engrossed in her phone reading through social media. Letting her read to her heart’s content, he pilots the van out of the lot and onto the dark street.

“SHIT!!”