She wasn’t your average housewife. As she strutted down the grocery store aisle, she caught the eye of more than one of the meat packers. Every move she made was sophisticated and elegant; her attire was far from a housedress. She was a mother, yet her perfect physique made it impossible to tell. Bending down, meticulously pulling cans off the shelf, she was the prim and proper picture of daintiness.
If they only knew her secret...
As she strolled down the meat aisle, a young packer, he couldn’t have been more than twenty-five, gathered his courage. Despite seeing the enormous “rock” on her finger that clearly marked her as being married, he said, "You are so beautiful, ma’am. I was wondering, um, could I get your number?"
He expected the bombshell standing before him to ignore his request, or maybe give him a tongue lashing. It occurred to him that she could have him fired. Instead, she giggled. A deep giggle from within. She held her stomach, trying to control the fit of laughter. Puzzled, he stared at her without saying a word.
The beautiful housewife was desperately trying to stifle her soft laughter. The meatpacker was baffled. What the fuck was so funny? Just then, he noticed the pool forming around her designer heels. A slick and glistening trickle traced the curves of her inner thigh, making its way down the back of her calf, and streaming onto the floor.
Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she bit her lip to keep herself quiet. She dipped her finger into the trickling fluid, and slid it into her mouth, her eyes rolling back with pleasure, as if she were sampling a rare and delicious delicacy.
She moved closer to the young meat packer, towering over him in her designer stilettos. She slid her index finger under her skirt, across her inner thigh and brought it to the speechless boy’s mouth. Her eyes commanded him to suck it, and without thinking, he obeyed. He suckled at her index finger, swallowing as the fluid entered his mouth.
As she moved her finger back and forth, he began to grow. His cock bulged shamelessly, straining at the fabric confining it. She grazed it with her body as she leaned towards him, well aware that she was peaking his frustration, and enjoying it immensely.
She closed her eyes and flashed back on the morning fuck session with her secret lover. She could still feel him deep inside of her, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy again and again, and then, finally over the edge. He pumped his enormous cock relentlessly, nipping her ear, gripping her hair and tugging it sharply. Her tight pussy hugged his cock, milking his explosion.
Her empty stomach was soon filled with several days of cum. He had left her exhausted and glowing, a glorious start to her day. She wanted the remnants of their passion to remain inside of her for as long as possible, and committed to keeping him with her in this way.
She had managed for an impressive amount of time, but now, in this grocery store aisle, in front of so many strangers, it felt even better to have his cum running down her leg. A public showing of sorts...
She left her daydream and opened her eyes. As the young beauty stared into the aroused meatpackers eyes, glancing at the others as they stared at the two of them, she realized that they were all clueless about what it was that he had just sucked from her finger.
Her secret lover owned her. Even when they were apart, she kept him near. She glanced at the meatpacker's bulge and smiled shyly.
She spun on her heels and strutted out of sight.