Grocery Stalking

As I walked into the supermarket, I can feel the rain pelting me with fast heavy droplets. I wasn't about to run at 35 I figure I'm to old for that. Not that I couldn't sprint from the parking lot from the doors, but I figured a little rain never hurt anyone. If I had know what this night had in store for me I may have payed a little more attention to my appearance.

By the time I walked in the door I was soaked. I brushed some of the rain down off my dark blonde hair leaving it flat and stuck together. I've kept myself in pretty good shape, so the sweater I was wearing hung down revealing a hint of my physique. Add in a squeaky pair of size 12 sneakers and partial shirt tail hanging out from my sweater and I was officially a mess. I didn't care I was just going to get a couple things and head home change out of my work clothes and watch the game.

It was at the deli that I first saw her. She was about 5'8" with a slender build. Thinner than I am normally attracted to, but there was something about her. From behind you couldn't make out much of her figure from under her long black rain coat, except her long legs peaking out enough between her coat and her long black boots. Her rain boots were sexy as they came up just below her knee showcasing a glimpse of her toned upper calves and lower thighs covered in what appeared to be grey leggings. My curiosity was peaked so I went in for a better look.