I added a guy to my grocery order

I dropped the kids off and went to the gym. Pretty typical morning. I showered and got ready and went to the grocery store on my way home. I didn’t have to work and I wanted to make a nice dinner with the kids helping, so I got the ingredients for a pretty basic pasta dish so that they would be willing to help.

I was grabbing a loaf of bread from the bakery section, and I saw an incredibly handsome man. He was probably my age, maybe a year or two older with slightly greying hair, total dad bod, and his face was incredibly handsome. I don’t know what it was specifically, but I just was drawn to him.

I walked right up next to him and grabbed a bag of bagels. I wasn’t even planning on getting them, but I just needed an excuse to get his attention.

I set the bagels back and then asked him if he would mind grabbing me the one from the top shelf. He grabbed it and handed it to me, smiled and nodded.

I smiled back and bit my lip. I walked over to the closest aisle, hoping he would follow me. He did. He came right up next to me, and asked if I had ever tried this coffee blend before. I told him no, but it looked good. He made a cheesy joke about bumping into me again. I told him it was my lucky day then, and I hope it happens again.

I walked over another aisle and then he came there too. “Okay now it’s my lucky day” he said with a smile.

I chuckled flirty and asked what we should do about that. He suggested we grab a coffee and introduced himself as Michael. I said that sounded nice.

We both checked out and then we met there a few minutes later. It was just a block away. He got there first, he only had a few items and I had a cart full. He had my coffee waiting when I got there (he had asked what I like).

We had a great conversation getting to know each other, and after some time I knew I needed to shift to his goals, because this was starting to sound like a guy with longer term plans.

I was pretty blunt, again the new me is more direct. I asked what it is he’s after with taking me for a coffee date. He was generic and told me just to get to know me a bit.

I didn’t really get the answer I was after. I dug a little and eventually got to his recent divorce. He had kids, got divorced two years ago, and is ready to move on with his life and start a new one.

He asked me my story, and I decided to be brutally honest. I told him I’m newly divorced, that I’m not looking for anything remotely serious, and that for the first time, I’m being who I missed in my 20’s.

He chuckled and told me he went through that phase, only it ended quickly as he was getting shot down. He said he hoped I had better luck than he did, but he was sure I had no problems.

I asked him what he had wished had happened and what went wrong. He told me that as soon as he got the divorce, he was so happy, the thought he was just going to run around and fuck every hot woman he saw, but that wasn’t his luck. After he got shot down his self esteem just disappeared, and he’s just accepted the fact that he is a relationship guy, and not a hookup guy.

I told him it’s too bad he’s not a hookup guy, because that’s kinda what I’m looking for right now. I stopped and just waited.

He smiled and asked, “should I be a hookup guy instead?”

I told him that if he was a hookup guy instead, that I’d try pretty hard to leave this coffee shop with him, but it’s too bad he isn’t, and gave him a wink.

He is witty. He said something like “in a crazy turn of events, the man you have spent the last hour getting to know and love is no longer available. Instead, I’d like to introduce you to the new, totally real and confident me named Mike, that would like to invite you back to my place.”

I smiled at him and told him that if he had that level of confidence two years ago, he wouldn’t have had any issues. I said I’d love to go back to his place.

We walked out and he asked if I wanted to get in his car or follow him back or what. I told him we could leave my car here as long as he dropped me back off later, and he said that sounded great. Luckily it’s a super cold day out, because I had some refrigerated items, but I know they’ll be okay all day in this cold.

He lived just a few minutes away. I had assumed as much, since he was at the local grocery store like I was. People usually don’t drive too far for that. During the trip, he basically just told me not to expect much from his place, that it was a mess, etc.

We pulled in the driveway to his house. I thought it was cute. We went inside and it wasn’t really messy at all. The sink had some dishes in it, and it didn’t look like a magazine or anything, but it was cleaner than a lot of places I’ve been to. He took our coats and dropped them on the chair next to the couch.

He asked me if I wanted anything to drink, and I told him I was good after my coffee. He walked up to me and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and neck and kissed back. His hands went immediately to my ass, and he pulled me in tighter.

I grabbed his shirt at the bottom and started pulling it over his head, and he helped take it the rest of the way. His chest wasn’t as hairy as I expected it to be, because he had a very short but thick beard and his arms were pretty hairy. I was wearing a shirt with buttons, so he traced my neck with his finger, down my chest to the top button and then started unbuttoning one at a time. I stood there watching him while he unbuttoned them all. Once the last one was unbuttoned, I let it slide to the floor.

He pulled me in tight again, grabbing my ass while we kissed again, and I pushed him down onto the couch. I unhooked my bra, it clasped in the front, and let that slide down to the floor. I climbed onto his lap, squeezing them as together as tight as I could get them and putting them in his face. He kissed between them a few times, and then moved over to kissing one of my nipples before looking up and kissing my mouth again.

I started grinding on his lap a little, just moving my hips back and forth a little bit while he continued to lick my nipples. I could feel his cock getting hard in his pants, and I reached down between our legs and started stroking it a bit over the fabric.

After a few moments, I backed off and started unbuckling his belt. I pulled it all the way off, then started on his pants. He stood up and took his pants off, his erection holding up his underwear. I grabbed it, gave him a “yum” moan (I don’t know how to describe it besides a quick ‘mmm’).

He told me it was my turn and pointed to the pants. I unbuttoned them, pushed him back down to the couch and turned around, I slowly slid them off moving my hips from side to side in as sexy a way as I could. He smiled and watched me, as I peeked over my shoulder to see his reaction. I then slid my thong off in the same way, wiggling my hips slowly. I bent over just slightly as I dropped them to the ground, sticking my ass toward him while my hips stuck back before turning around and climbing on top of him.

His hard cock was under the thin fabric of his boxer briefs and I pressed my crotch against it hard. I moved my hips a bit, dry humping him like I haven’t done since I was 19 years old. He started moaning, and I did too, and I started moving back and forth a little faster. The friction of the cloth on my clit felt great at first, but then quickly became uncomfortable, and then it bordered on downright painful so I backed up and slid off his underwear.

The fabric had absorbed way too much of my wetness, there was a big spot on the front of his underwear making the black even darker. I wasn’t quite wet enough to slide him in after that, and my purse with a condom on it was across the room. I sat down on his lap, facing away from him. His cock was lining my butt crack and I pushed back into him and wiggled my hips a little bit more. I didn’t do that long before I turned around and got down onto my knees and leaned forward, taking him quickly all the way into my mouth.

He moaned and immediately put his hand on the side of my head, underneath my hair. I thought he was going to push, and if he had, I would have smacked him and left, but he put no weight on it. I continued sucking slowly and deeply, licking the tip and then going all the way down. I moaned loudly, and this turned me on so much I could feel myself starting to get really wet. I wanted to sit on him again, I wanted to let him slide into me, but I didn’t want to take the time to walk across the room, fish for a condom and all that.

I kept sucking on him for a bit longer. I could read that he liked things a little slower than many guys, so I kept the longer, slower pace. He didn’t go as wild for the head turning while on his tip as many guys either, so I kept the rhythm steady. I started fingering my clit slowly, pretty much at the same pace as my motions on him, and this felt wildly good. It wasn’t but a few minutes of this and I no longer had a desire for sex.

Pretty much as I realized that, he told me he was getting close and asked if I wanted to switch things up. I looked up at him and told him if he wants to fuck me he can, but that I am really enjoying sucking his cock and I would prefer to finish him this way. I told him the choice is his.

I went back to the rhythm again and a few moments later I came back up. I asked him between kisses of his cock “are…you…going…to…cum…or…fuck…me…?”

He asked me if I really did want to and I said I absolutely did. He said he hasn’t cum from a blowjob in 10 years, so I told him today’s the day and I went back and didn’t let go. I started sucking and he started moaning loud. Knowing he was about to cum, I started swirling my finger on my clit faster, I needed to get off because I didn’t want to be left hanging.

He burst into my mouth and the moment I felt the first pulse set me over the edge. I came hard and I sucked even harder. He grunted and thrust upward just a bit. I backed my head off to swallow and look at him and grabbed him. I stroked him with one hand while still going faster with my other. I had one long orgasm, or maybe a series of short ones, and I went back down as he came just a little more. I had to pull away my hand from myself, I couldn’t take it any more. I put my hands on his thighs and sped up, sucking as hard and as fast as I could. He started moaning louder and then he came a bit more.

I laid my head on his inner leg and slowly played with his cock as it lost a little big of its firmness. I always love watching it get softer after a really great orgasm, it gives me such an incredible feeling. I know that playing with it will keep it harder, or basically just slow down the loss of his erection, but I love it. I continued to lightly and slowly play with him until he was completely limp. We didn’t say a word.

He was gazing at my face and I looked up and smiled. He reached down and wiped my cheek with his thumb and wiped it on his leg. Apparently there was a drop of cum on it, which must have happened when it was out of my mouth.

He told me it was incredible, and I told him I had a pretty substantial orgasm as well. He asked me if he could return the favor for me and I told him that I couldn’t handle anything else, I really got off, and he enjoyed hearing that.

I stood up and grabbed my clothes. I slid my underwear on while he sat there and he laughed, said he didn’t know if it was safe for him to stand up for a few minutes. I laughed and told him to take his time. I continued dressing then went to the bathroom and made sure I was presentable. My hair wasn’t bad, he had gone underneath everything. I went back out as he was finishing getting dressed.

We did the awkward pleasantries thing where he said we could do this any time and I said maybe. I told him it was fun, he told me it was fun, etc.

He drove me back to the coffee shop, I got in my car and went home. The groceries were fine, in case you wondered.