Lynne goes to the supermarket and gets stared at

An embarrassing incident two weeks ago had only encouraged her exhibitionist tendencies. On this particular Friday during the last exercise they were doing in her yoga class at the YMCA they had been doing jumping jacks. In the middle of the exercise she had heard a sudden rip. It had taken her a few seconds to figure out what it was, but her heavy breasts suddenly heaving and flying everywhere had alerted her to the issue soon enough. Her sports bra had fallen apart! She had stopped immediately, but by the time her breasts were done jumping about she noticed at least two waiting husbands of her classmates were staring at her. The worst was to come after though.

Her husband Tom was bringing his boss over for dinner later that evening, and she realized as she was driving home that she had forgotten to buy the avocados for the guacamole… She hesitated for a second, but she knew her husband had advertised her famous guacamole to his boss, and so she needed those avocados! Her hesitation was borne of her obvious bra predicament; she usually showered at home, so she would have to go to the supermarket braless. Furthermore, without any spare clothes she was stuck going to the supermarket wearing her sweaty yoga outfit.

She pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind, found a parking spot close to the entrance, and walked in, firmly resolved to just buy the avocados and be done with it in 5 minutes or less. As she walked in she realized she hadn’t considered the icy cold air the AC was pumping around; she felt her nipples quickly harden. In her slightly wet, white yoga top her long pink nipples stood out like pencil erasers. Her practical nature quickly overcame any hesitation she felt. She had a job to do after all! A long lost sense of naughtiness raised itself at the same time though, and few quick dirty thoughts raced through her mind. Grabbing a basket at the entrance she purposefully walked to the vegetable and fruit area. The display under the sign for avocados was empty, not surprising considering the late hour. She leaned over to see whether there weren’t any avocados hiding under the pyramid of paprikas, but no such luck. The fruit/vegetable section of the supermarket was even colder than where she’d walked in, and she felt her nipples harden even further.