We arranged to meet at the supermarket. In the produce section. “You his is the strangest date I’ve ever been on” I mused as I pulled into the car park a few minutes early. I was nervous and excited…. The butterflies in my stomach flying figure eights and heightening all feelings….

I walk towards the produce section which luckily is not too far inside the doors. I glance around but don’t see you. I start checking out the berries and melons,  wondering where you are. I feel a hand pat my arse, and stroke it gently…. I must be imagining that surely…. But I loved the sensation and pressed back into the hand… really hoping it was you.

“Nice melons” you say quietly as your hand slides up my arse and curves around my hip. My tits tingle at your words and swell just a little, making me gasp. You take my hand and place it on the front of your pants where there is a distinctive bulge and a heat radiating…. I squeeze gently, and a sigh escapes your lips.

You walk away slowly, still holding my hand and I follow you, my eyes fixed firmly on your arse and the tight pants you chose to wear. I’m not the only one checking out your butt…. And you know it. You head towards the vegetables, the carrots and cucumbers, still holding my hand. You rummage in the loose carrots, and pull one out. It’s the largest carrot in the pile, long and thick, your fingers barely able to reach around the circumference as you encircle them. You start thrusting the carrot in the air and I gasp…. Coming to realise what you are really doing.

You toss the carrot into your trolley and take a few steps further along, stopping alongside the cucumbers. You rummage through the cucumbers too…. Discarding so many. I ask what you’re looking for…: and you say you’ll know when you feel it. Right at the back is a thick cucumber, not as long as many but not short, and you reach for it in one hand, and slide it back and forth in your hand with the other. You look at me as the cucumber slides easily through your hand… I blush, you smile…. And reach for my hand again as you gently place the thick cucumber into the trolley.

“Just one more thing” you say, tugging my arm, holding my hand…. We head several aisles over….to the personal care aisle… you go directly  to a shelf, up high, and take down a tube, smiling…. “I think we’re going to need some of this” you say as we head to a checkout. I nod towards the self checkout area but you gently pull me towards a young checkout operator who smiles sweetly as you put your three items onto the conveyor belt. She weighs the vegetables in turn, placing them at the end of the counter. And then picks up the tube to scan it. There is a flicker of recognition in her eyes, she blushes and places it next to the vegetables.

She tells you the total price, you take out your card and pay for the purchases. “You have a good night tonight she says brightly” and then realising what she’s said, blushes deeply. “Oh we will” you reply, gently tugging my hand as you collect our purchases and we leave the store…. For our fun evening is about to begin…..