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Archive name: quickie.txt (MF, rom, voy)
Authors name: Sue D. Nyym (suednyym@aol.com)
Story title : Supermarket Quickie, The

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The Supermarket Quickie (MF, public) 
by Sue D. Nyym (suednyym@aol.com)

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Comments are appreciated, if only so I'll know the story 
actually gets read. E-mail me at SueDNyym@aol.com.

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Joe and Jessie Malone needed to do some grocery shopping 
one afternoon, so they decided to go together. They had 
only been married two months, so the idea of shopping 
together still sounded fun. It was a particularly hot 
Saturday afternoon so they dressed minimally -- Joe in 
baggy shorts and a T-shirt, Jessie in a breezy sundress 
and sandals.

They drove to the store with the top down in their cute 
new convertible. Joe sat behind the wheel, shades on, 
feeling like the luckiest man in the world. Never mind 
the good job, nice car, and magnificent home, the reason 
he felt so lucky was sitting right next to him. To be 
married to Jessie -- the most beautiful, intelligent, 
wonderful girl in the world -- would have been enough for 
him.

He glanced over at her. She WAS beautiful. Long red hair 
dancing in the wind like fire, stunning green eyes, soft 
porcelain skin, the occasional patch of freckles, tall 
and long limbed, but with generous curves in all the 
right places. Joe smiled broadly.

Jessie noticed, and smiled back. She felt pretty lucky 
herself. Already married at 21 to a sweet, handsome guy, 
who was an animal in bed. It was an added bonus that he 
was hard-working and ambitious, already with a great job 
that was only bound to get better. <Let's see my sisters 
top that!> she thought, with more than a trace of 
bitterness.

The traffic was heavy (typical for downtown at this time 
of day), so they were moving slowly. But it was blustery 
and Jessie's sundress would often billow in the wind, 
occasionally exposing a generous amount of leg. One 
benefit of the traffic, as far as Joe was concerned, was 
being forced to stop frequently. I gave him the 
opportunity to dart his eyes in the direction of Jessie's 
lap. Numerous glimpses of her upper thighs were already 
giving him a woody, but he was hoping to catch a glimpse 
of --

"What do you keep looking at?" Jessie asked.

"Whoops... busted," he said with a loopy grin. "I was 
trying to see if I could catch a flash of panties."

Jessie laughed. "Well, I wouldn't count on it if I were 
you."

"Why not?"

"I'm not wearing any."

Joe's eyes almost leapt from their sockets. "Really?!?"

"Yes, really. Too hot for panties, don't you think?"

They stopped at a red light. "Prove it," Joe said, 
turning to face her.

Jessie casually lifted up the front of her dress. Joe 
clearly saw a thatch of red pubic hair. Then she leaned 
back in her seat and lifted her pelvis slightly, exposing 
her bare, pink slit.

A horn blared behind them.

"The light's green, hon," Jessie said, easing back into 
her seat and lowering her skirt.

Joe jerked out of his trance and stepped on the gas. He 
had half a mind to turn around right now, go home, and 
fuck Jessie's brains out. Well, it wasn't actually his 
mind that was thinking that. It was his dick's idea. 
Which was so hard now it was almost painful.

Unfortunately they were only two blocks from the 
supermarket, and logic reared its ugly head. <C'mon> Joe 
said to his dick. <You can wait another hour or two, 
can't ya?> His dick responded by throbbing steadily. Joe 
whimpered.

They pulled into the parking lot, and the two -- no, make 
that three -- of them got out of the car. Joe was 
thankful he had worn such a baggy outfit. He didn't think 
his trouser- tent showed too much. Unless you looked 
right at his crotch, which apparently Jessie did.

She snickered when Joe walked toward her. "Didn't mean to 
wake up the big fella," she nudged him in the ribs. "But 
you asked for it."

<This is gonna be a long two hours> Joe thought 
miserably.

Inside the store was blessedly cool, the air conditioning 
cranked up full blast. Jessie picked out a cart while Joe 
dug the grocery list out of his back pocket. Usually 
shopping together was a team effort, but Joe found 
himself too distracted to be of much help. He followed a 
couple steps behind his wife, his eyes constantly 
crawling over her long, bare legs or her incredible, 
tight little ass, which wiggled enticingly as she walked 
... just one thin layer of fabric away from being bare.

Jessie continued her shopping, pretending not to notice. 
But she knew what she was doing to him. I was a little 
fun torturing him, and more that a little erotic. She 
started to feel damp between her legs, and this time it 
wasn't sweat.

They were about halfway done with their shopping when Joe 
cracked.

Jessie was checking the expiration date on a can of peas 
when Joe stepped up behind her and hugged her tight. She 
could feel him poking into her hip.

"Jeeezzzuuusss," he hissed in her ear. "I can't stand it. 
I'm gonna fucking faint if I don't get some relief. Maybe 
we could go out to the car really quick, put the top 
up..."

"I've got a better idea," she said, "follow me."

Jessie hurriedly pushed the cart into what she hoped was 
an out-of-the-way corner (with any luck they could return 
in a moment and pick up where they left off), and then 
she rushed toward the front of the store.

Joe followed closely behind, his excitement building, 
even though he had no idea what she had in mind.

Jessie led them to the restroom area. She knew from 
experience that they were small, clean, single-occupancy, 
and had a door that locked. Thankfully one of them was 
unoccupied. They rushed inside, locked the door, and were 
immediately all over each other. Kissing, groping, 
stumbling over to the small counter that housed the sink.

Joe boosted Jessie up, her wonderful ass hanging halfway 
over the sink, and started unbuttoning the front of her 
dress. It was soon apparent that she wasn't wearing a bra 
either, and her ample breasts were quickly exposed. Joe 
abandoned the unbuttoning to grip both gently in his 
large hands, and brushed his fingertips over her nipples. 
His thumbs sought out her nipples and started pushing 
them rhythmically.

Jessie leaned her head back with a loud gasp. Joe kissed 
her exposed throat, then ran his tongue down to a 
particularly sensitive patch of freckles between her 
breasts. She gasped again.

Joe brought one of her breasts to his mouth, and his 
tongue snaked out to flick her nipple. Jessie grabbed the 
back of his head, and hissed "Oh, God!" between her 
teeth. It was torture trying to be quiet.

Sucking her nipple between his lips, Joe's hands started 
moving up her legs, caressing her smooth inner thighs. 
His mouth switched to her other nipple as his fingers 
found her damp pussy. Jessie let out a shriek that echoed 
loudly in the small space. He knowingly ran his fingers 
in and out, stroking just so. Jessie desperately wanted 
to cry out, but kept her lips pressed tightly together, 
uttering something that sounded like a loud painful hum.

Joe's mouth released its grip on her nipple, and he 
promptly ducked his head under her skirt. He licked his 
way up her thigh, and briefly tongued her moist, open 
slit.

At the exact same time his index finger penetrated her, 
he clasped her clit between his lips and sucked hard. 
Jessie climaxed in a torrent. She clamped both hands over 
her mouth to keep from screaming in the tiny bathroom, 
but couldn't help making a strangled groan in her 
ecstasy.

It took several minutes for Jessie to recover. For a 
moment she was frozen stiff, and then she was suddenly 
racked with spasms and gasping for breath. Joe slid his 
finger out of her wet pussy. It was glistening with her 
lust. He held it out to her lips, and she greedily sucked 
his entire finger into her mouth, licking away her own 
come.

Finally, Jessie felt coherent, and let herself slump to 
the floor. She knelt on
the cool tile, her face directly in front of Joe's 
crotch. She unfastened and then tugged on his baggy 
shorts until they slipped to his ankles, along with his 
underwear. His erect cock sprang free right in front of 
her lovely face. It was huge, even bigger that usual, and 
it had taken on an bright red color. Jessie had planned 
on sucking his cock until it was raw, but after seeing 
what had become of it, she suddenly needed to have it in 
her pussy.

She leaped to her feet, turned her back to him, and bent 
deeply at the waist, using the counter top for support.

"Oh, Joe," she said in a loud voice. "I NEED you to fuck 
me with that big cock of yours. Please... fuck my pussy 
hard!"

Joe was a little shocked. Jessie didn't usually talk 
dirty. But he liked it! It was almost enough to make him 
come right there. And with her perfect ass waving back 
and forth in the air at him, Joe couldn't have said no if 
he had wanted to. In a flash he lifted her skirt all the 
way, spread her cheeks, and thrust his aching cock deep 
into her tight cunt. Both of them had to stifle a primal 
scream as he slid home.

Joe was usually good at drawing things out, but after 
being denied for so long, it took less than five strokes 
before he erupted. He shot three or four really good 
loads of come deep into Jessie's throbbing pussy before 
he finally began to abate somewhat. He wanted to vocalize 
his enjoyment, but managed to keep mostly quiet by taking 
deep, cleansing breaths.

As Jessie heard the breathing and felt her lover's hot 
semen splash her insides, she almost had a sympathy 
orgasm of her own. She knew one usually wasn't enough for 
Joe, but also afraid he might stop, she pleaded with him: 
"Oh, Joe, don't stop yet!"

"Don't worry, baby," Joe said, rubbing her ass 
affectionately as he waited to catch his breath. "I'm 
still hot as an iron." Just one orgasm wasn't about to 
faze him, no matter how powerful it was, not after what 
he had gone through to get there.

His cock had lost the red puffiness, but it was still 
hard as stone, and still buried deep within Jessie. He 
resumed pumping, slowly at first, still not fully 
recovered, but gradually increasing the rhythm. Soon, 
Jessie picked up the rhythm herself, meeting every one of 
his thrusts. Joe reached down and fondled her tits, 
letting the movement of their bodies brush her nipples 
back and forth over his palms.

It wasn't long before Jessie's breathing got rapid and 
she was clutching at the counter for purchase. She moaned 
loudly into the back of her hand. "Oh, God, yes, fuck 
me!" she hissed. "FUCK me!"

Joe gripped her ass, and abruptly sped up his rhythm. 
Jessie uttered a gruff moan, and then began shaking her 
head back and forth, making her red hair fly.

Then, as her orgasm overtook her, she froze in place, 
unable to move a muscle. 

Joe continued to pound away, knowing her motionless state 
wouldn't last long. Suddenly Jessie's entire body went 
slack and she cried out, which she was only able to half-
muffle.

She seemed to come forever, but Joe was patient. While he 
didn't stop thrusting, he did slow considerably. He 
realized it was probably dragging out her orgasm, so he 
was unwilling to stop completely. Eventually she slumped 
against the sink, and he pulled his cock free from her 
slim-coated snatch with a wet, sucking sound.

"Turn around, baby," he said.

"Okay," she said, still sounding a little bit out of it. 
She twisted her perfect body around, and immediately 
slumped to her knees. Joe's cock was right in front of 
her face again.

"Suck it, baby," he said. If she could talk dirty, so 
could he. "Suck it good!"

Smiling up at him, Jessie took his cock in her hands. It 
was slick with their shared love-juices. She licked the 
length of it, up one side and down the other, savoring 
what she considered to be the very flavor of sex. She 
tongued the head of it briefly, and then slid it all the 
way into her mouth. Joe grunted. She began to suck it 
firmly, easing it back and forth past her lips. Her 
tongue got involved, while it was still in her mouth, 
licking and flicking playfully.

Joe's breathing was very heavy again. When he suddenly 
held his breath, Jessie knew he was about to climax. If 
they had been at home, she might have let him pull out 
and come on her face or her breasts. But considering 
where they were, they couldn't be too messy, so she took 
it all into her mouth. (Which, as far as Joe was 
concerned, was just as good anyway.)

This ejaculation wasn't as impressive as his first, but 
still considerable, and Jessie had a mouthful of come by 
the time he was spent. She swallowed with a grin and a 
great show.

Joe slumped to the floor, his legs too weak to support 
him an longer. Jessie took the opportunity to use the 
sink and some paper towels to clean herself up. She 
buttoned up her dress, washed her face clean of sweat, 
and tried to fix her disheveled hair. She also used a 
couple wads of paper towels to dry her sopping pussy 
somewhat. For the first time she almost regretted not 
wearing panties. Probably still looking and smelling like 
she'd just had sex, Jessie decided but it would have to 
do.

When Joe was ready (he wasn't too concerned about how he 
looked), the two of them exited the bathroom. They had 
been in there a long time -- a good thirty minutes -- but 
no one seemed to notice. As they went back to retrieve 
the shopping cart they'd abandoned, no one gave them a 
second look. They found themselves laughing like 
schoolchildren.

- -

At the checkout lane, Jessie left Joe to pay for the 
groceries so she could go back to the bathroom. Because 
this time she really did need to go.

Joe was handing the cashier his credit card, when Jessie 
returned. She was white as a sheet. Even her freckles 
were pale. She looked like she had just seen a ghost.

"What is it, Jessie?" Joe asked, his voice full of 
concern.

"I think I need to show you something," she said, her 
voice shaking.

The cashier handed him his receipt. "Thanks," he said to 
him, and then took his cart for of groceries. 

"Okay," he said to Jessie, taking her hand, "Lead the 
way."

She led him back the same bathroom they had just 
"visited" together, and stopped in front of their Counter 
of Love.

"Well, what is it, babe?"

"I was sitting on the toilet," she pointed to the booth, 
which was opposite the counter, "when I happened to 
glance up..." she gestured to the upper right-hand corner 
of the ceiling.

A security camera hung there. Its lens was pointed right 
at them.

"Oh, SHIT!" Joe exclaimed.

THE END

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