Day 18 The last minute gift
I rushed into the store, desperate to find a gift I had forgotten. I had all my Christmas shopping finished by November 3rd, then my company decided to do secret Santa. Now I have to pick a gift out for someone I barely know based on some ideas written down on a scrap of paper.
According to the paper, Bob likes Video games, electronics, and food. Nothing more specific than that. Bob has no other friends at work as far as I can tell, so I have no one to ask for more details. Determined to not just get a gift card, I brave Walmart at 2:30 AM on December 22nd
I grabbed a cart and hustled through the aisles. I had no idea what I was looking for and hoped inspiration would hit me. The store’s heating system must be malfunctioning because it was an oven in there. Before long, my winter coat was off, and I was unbuttoning the top button of my blouse. I should mention that I live in South Texas, so the winters here aren’t cold; most of the time, heat isn’t even necessary.
I was in the electronics section, looking for something related to video games without knowing which system I’m shopping for (Thanks Bob!) I was fingering another button on my blouse, wishing I could take the stupid thing off and wear nothing but my sports bra and the skirt I was wearing when I felt eyes on me.
I turned and saw a gorgeous redhead staring at me from further down the aisle, her eyes were fixed on my fingers. I could see a hunger burning in her eyes. She hadn’t noticed me noticing her, so I looked back toward the selection of video games I was browsing and popped open my second button. I walked closer to the gorgeous redhead, leaving my cart behind as I began to play with the third button.
I walked within five feet of her before she caught herself staring and looked away, pretending to study the latest Call of Duty game that was the season’s blockbuster title. “Did you like what you saw?” I asked, not looking away from the selection of games in front of me.
“W-What?” she asked, her face blushing nearly as red as her hair.
“Did you like what you saw?” I repeated as I turned toward her, my hand still fingering the third button. She was even more gorgeous up close. Long curly red hair, pale skin the color of milk, and cheeks covered with freckles. Green eyes sparkled with hunger and terror as I made eye contact. She wore yoga pants and a tank top that left her belly button and about 2” of stomach exposed
“I Um… “ She couldn’t say any more. Her breath came in small gasps, I was sure she was about to either run or pass out.
“Amy,” I said as I held out my hand.
“Katie.” She replied, her hand trembled as she shook mine.
“So, Katie, did you like what you saw?” I didn’t release her hand but began stroking my thumb over her soft skin. I popped open the third button, letting my shirt slip open a little further. Suddenly, I wished I was wearing something from Victoria’s Secret instead of Adidas. Katie’s eyes drifted back to my exposed breasts as she licked her lips.
“Yes, I do,” Katie replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I looked around, saw the section around us was deserted, and stepped closer, moving her hand up and placing it on my chest. Katie’s breath caught before her hand reflexively squeezed gently. I let out a soft moan of pleasure before leaning in and kissing Katie’s soft lips. Her body went rigid for two seconds before she relaxed and returned the kiss. I slipped my tongue into her mouth as I reached a hand behind her and gave her ass a light squeeze.
“I’ve never. Not never, I mean, with a woman!” Katie blurted, the words came out a jumbled mess. I laughed and put my fingers to her lips.
“Would you like to?” I asked. Katie nodded, unable to speak. “Follow me!” Abandoning my cart, I took Katie’s hand and walked quickly toward the back of the store. They have a family restroom in the back, I figured at 2:30 in the morning, it would be a safe place to go for some privacy without inconveniencing anyone. Luck was on my side, the restroom was empty and freshly cleaned. Not exactly the best place for a hookup, but it beat the floor of the electronics department.
I pulled Katie in and locked the door. I turned, pushing her up against the wall as my lips found hers once more. She was still too afraid to do anything but return my kiss, so I unbuttoned my shirt, slipped it and the bra off and put her hands on my breasts. After another hesitation, she began to squeeze, tugging and pinching my nipples as I began to slide my hands over her body.
I kissed along her jawline to right below her ear. “I’m not wearing anything under this skirt,” I whispered before nibbling on her ear. My hands went to the waistband of her yoga pants, I pulled them down to her knees. She was wearing a tiny thong beneath her yoga pants, and let out a squeal as her ass cheeks pressed up against the cold steel of the door. I slid a hand between her legs, stroking outside her thong as she began to shudder and whimper with pleasure. She slid one hand up my skirt, feeling along my thigh until she reached my smooth slit.
When her finger slipped inside, I was already dripping wet. Katie began to slowly rub my clit as I pushed her panties between the lips of her pussy. I stroked, feeling the brush of the silk against her clit, loving the feel of her finger against mine. Both of us began whimpering, fighting to keep quiet to avoid drawing attention to ourselves.
Katie climaxed first. Her body bucked against my fingers as the orgasm ripped through her body. I could feel her stomach muscles tighten rhythmically as her breath came out in small gasps. Her single moan of pleasure sent me over the edge, I felt my legs get weak as my own orgasm hit, trailing behind Katie’s by only a minute.
I pulled her thong down, I ran my fingers through the neatly trimmed thatch of hair before sliding down and into her slit. She was dripping wet, and I longed to slide my tongue up between those lips and drink her wetness. I pulled her pants further down, fighting to get her shoes off so I could remove them completely.
Free of the pants, I dropped to my knees and spread Katie’s legs apart. Her thighs were already slick with the wetness dripping from her slit. I buried my face between her legs and slid my tongue along her slit, feeling the heat with my tongue as Katie continued to gasp and moan with pleasure.
When I found her clit with my tongue, Katie grabbed a fistful of my blonde hair and held my head in place. I grinned as I began to flick my tongue across her clit, making her body twitch with pleasure.
I was on my knees, legs spread apart. I could feel the cold, hard tiles beneath my knees, only separated by my blouse that I was kneeling on. I pulled my skirt up to my hips and began to stroke my pussy, wishing I could feel Katie’s tongue on me while I licked her. Katie’s moans became louder as I continued to lick her. I could feel her sweetness dripping down my chin.
“I-I’m g-g-gonna squirt when I c-come!” she managed to say around quick pants of breath. I licked faster, wanting to feel her squirting into my mouth. A warm gush of liquid sprayed over my face, hot sticky, delicious liquid filled my mouth and ran down my face to puddle on the floor.
Katie’s legs shook, then bent as she sank slowly to the floor. We kissed, her tongue licking her sweetness off my lips. Her hand reached between my legs and slowly rubbed my slit while I continued to finger my clit. Her touch sent shocks of pleasure through my body. I screamed when I came, burying my face against hers to muffle the sound. I sagged, my body feeling deflated as I caught my breath.
“So, how did you like your first time with a woman?” I asked, still licking my lips.
“That was fantastic!” Katie replied, grinning. “Want to go again?”
“Not here, but I only live a mile from here,” I replied with a grin of my own.
“Let’s go!” Katie said, quickly pulling on her clothes.
I cleaned myself up as best I could and wiped the puddle off the floor before leaving the bathroom. I was almost out the door when I remembered the stupid gift. I ran back, grabbed the first thing I saw, and ran for the door.
Katie and I spent the night together, it was amazing, but that’s a story for another day.
Oh, and if you care, Bob loved the gift. Turns out gift cards are the way to go sometimes.