1. A Quickie in the Shoe Store


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: Ken_Riley, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    I was at the mall last night looking to replace my well-worn running shoes. I had looked in two stores already and was going to look in one more, then call it quits. As I perused the available styles in store number three, I found one I liked and looked for an employee to help me. “Hi Mr. Wilson. Can I help you?” I turned around and saw the most adorable teenager! She had long strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, and a smile that made my heart skip a beat. I recognized her as the daughter of a co-worker that I had met briefly at the park a few weeks ago. She was a hot little thing and at the time I tried to imagine what it would be like to pin her against a wall and fuck her good and hard. She looked like she needed it. At least I thought she did. “Well, hello there! Stefanie isn’t it?” “Wow! You have a good memory!” Our eyes locked for a few seconds as we both tried to think what to say next. Her dreamy blue eyes seemed to draw my attention. I wanted to look away, but couldn’t. “Do you need running shoes?” She managed to break the spell with a smile and took the shoe I was holding from my hand. “Umm. Yes I do. Size eleven.” “Thanks. I’ll get them for you and you can try them on.” “That would be great! Thank you.” Stefanie disappeared into the back room and returned a short time later with two boxes. “Here you go. These shoes run a little small, so I brought out an eleven and an eleven and a half.” “Great!” Like all good shoe salespersons, she sat down on that bench thing and ...
    laced up the shoes so I could try them on. As she looked down at her work, her hair really caught my attention. It was such a gorgeous shade of blonde! I started to fantasize that she was looking down at my cock as she gave me a blowjob. I became so lost in that fantasy that I reached out and ran my fingers through her soft hair and swept it away from her eyes. Stefanie smiled up at me and said, “What?” “Oh sorry. Your hair is so pretty that I just had to touch it. I’m sorry.” “That’s okay. You think my hair is pretty? I hate it. It’s not red and it’s not blonde.” “Oh no! It’s strawberry blonde and so gorgeous that I could sit here and run my fingers through it all night. I, for one, love its color. It compliments your blue eyes.” “You really think so?” “I do.” As she finished lacing the shoes, I quickly pulled out my cell phone and snapped a pic of her. “You took my picture?” “Yes. You’re just so gorgeous! I hope you don’t mind.” “I guess it’s okay.” When she finished lacing the shoes, she helped me slip them on, then pulled the laces tight and tied them. I walked around a bit and said, “Well, these are too big. Sorry.” “That’s alright. I’ll go get a ten and a half.” As she left the room, I followed her and found her standing on a step stool trying to reach a box on the top shelf. I moved behind her, slipped my arms around her waist, and lifted her up. “What are you doing? You shouldn’t be back here.” “I know. I just wanted to be alone with you.” As I held her close with her ...
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