1. Shopping Encounter


    Date: 10/11/2018, Categories: Gay, Author: bobapple, Source: LushStories

    Saturday morning, I am standing in the express line of our friendly neighborhood department store with my jug of milk. Ahead of me, I see a woman who cannot count. The express line is for one-to-twelve items and her cart has thirty items at least. The guy behind me has a pair of three foot tall Halloween lawn decorations. I gesture to the woman with the full cart and whisper to him, "Some people can't count.” He chuckles. "Yeah, she has no consideration for others, obviously. Since it's soon to be Halloween, maybe we should get her a broom to ride home on.” We both laugh. "Those lawn decorations are pretty neat,” I tell him. "Thanks. My grandchildren insist I carry on the tradition of decorating the yard like I did when my children were young. I usually add a couple of items every year so my yard is pretty full these days." Let me describe this guy. He is gorgeous, about six foot, maybe two hundred pounds, clean shaven, black wavy hair and nicely dressed in slacks and golf shirt. He is a handsome hot dude, seemingly straight, friendly and talkative. We have moved forward towards the cash registers. I pay for my milk and wait around for him to finish so we can keep talking. We exit and I ask, "Where are you parked?" "Over here,” he says, pointing to the left side of the lot. I am further away and over by the side - but I follow behind him anyway. His jeans hug the contours of his ass tightly and I feel a stirring in my groin and start to fantasize about getting into a ...
    sexual encounter with him. I catch up and walk beside him and ask, "Is it not a bit of a drag putting up all those lawn decorations?" “No, not really. I kind of enjoy it. The children like them and so do the neighbors. I decorate my yard and house for Christmas and Easter, too." “That's awesome,” I say. "I like to get my Christmas decorations up early in December when it’s not so cold outside." “That's a good idea. Otherwise, you might freeze your nuts off.” I chuckle, he laughs and I add, "Well, at least since you're married you can get them warm again with a little help from your wife." "Hah! That will be the day,” he says. "Sorry to be so blunt, but since our last child was born, she’s not been at all interested in fucking." "Ouch! How long has it been then?" "Over twenty years. But I shouldn’t be telling a total stranger that, should I?" "Hey. Anything that we say is between us and stays with us. It’s our business only, okay?" “Okay, for sure,” he replies. “Actually,” I say, “I will tell you, since I can count on you that it will go no further, it’s been at least fifteen years for me, too. But I make up for it by jerking off at least every other day. How about you?" He grins. "Not quite as often but I like to blow a load once a week or so." I smile and reach out to shake hands. "My name's Bob." He shakes my hand, laughing. "You're shitting me… my name’s Bob, too." "Wow. How often does that happen?” He has put his lawn decorations in the back of his crew cab and is sitting ...
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