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 ...