Shopping

Check out those melons!

Chapter 1 by FreeAsInFreeUse FreeAsInFreeUse

"Okay, we need bell peppers, corn, eggs, mustard, oil, vinegar, and onions. I should have more than enough pasta at home".

Austin, as always, has the complete overview of our dinner plans for the evening, while Ryan and I are just kind of tagging along, letting him make all the decisions. Master chef that he is, he doesn't really need our help anyway, but we're glad to serve as his kitchen hands if it means we get to enjoy one of his legendary meals for free in return...

"Move it guys, this store closes in half an hour and all the others near here are garbage!"

...even if it means having him boss us around for a whole evening.

Ryan and I quickly divide the required items among us and set off in different directions to retrieve them, while Austin wanders over to the spice shelves, looking for inspiration. I grab a shopping cart and make my way to the grocery section to get a handful of onions and pick out some juicy peppers. As I turn around to make my way back, I spot her.

The first part of her that I see is her ass, which is hardly surprising becauseshe is currently bent over to pick out some potatoes from the shelves. It's clad in tight beige pants, the type that naturally draws the observer's eyes towards the prize -- and it's working. I stand mesmerised for a few seconds, just staring at her behind, my mind completely blank. Eventually, she seems to have found what she's looking for and straightens up. She's wearing a stylish light-brown leather jacket that perfectly matches her beige pants, open to show a sheer white shirt underneath. Her supple breasts are clearly visible as she turns and heads towards the cucumbers, brushing a strand of her long, wavy, blond hair from her face and tucking it behind an immaculate ear. As she walks past me, she glances at me, but doesn't pay me much attention. She must have noticed me gawping at her, onions in one hand, peppers in the other, my empty shopping cart abandonded next to me. Watching her bend over once again to examine the cucumbers, a plan begins to form in my mind.

What do I do?

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