5 - Sex and Milk: By Michelle Debbie

" He slipped his thumb under the leg of my panties. His eyes burned into mine as he hooked his fingers over the back waistband, dragging them down. I straightened my leg as he drew them down to my ankles..."
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Episode 5: Sex and Milk: By Michelle Debbie
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It was near 8 o'clock, and the small market I was entering was about to close. Looking back I recall feeling bored, and not particularly sexual as I walked past the handsome 50 something store owner. He smiled at me in a confident, almost arrogant way.
Walking to the back of the store I found the chill section, which was quite secluded and set out in a sort of square shape.
The small 1L bottles of milk were on the bottom rack of the chiller cabinet. I bent down to search for what I wanted, the shelf was almost empty, so I had to squat down to reach towards the rear, there wasn't anybody else in the store, so I didn't worry too much about discretion.
As I leaned forward, my skirt slipped back down my thighs into my lap, dropping behind over my calves, and as I lowered my left knee, raising my right thigh, I inadvertently exposed my panties, stretched against the smoothly rounded curves of my bottom.
I reached in took a bottle, and as I leaned back, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a movement, unthinkingly I turned on the soles of my feet, my knees opening as I did so.
The shopkeeper was standing at the edge of the grocery shelving, casually leaning against it, watching me. Clearly, he'd come back to see what I was doing. His gaze travelled down from my face to my knees, admiring my plump vulva as it strained against the soft shiny silk of my gusset.
The smooth firm sweep of my peach held tightly by the panties, the gusset being narrow, pulled deep into my body creases, sliding in between the round lower cheeks of my bottom, framed by the lace tops of my stockings, and set against the light blue of my slip.
He half smiled, his eyes dancing as he maintained his gaze at the sight between my thighs, then returning to my face with calm confidence in his expression.
I saw the lust in them as I felt the desire rise inside me, almost as if he'd willed me to surrender to him.
There was an unspoken request from him, matched by a wordless invitation and acceptance from me. I leaned my hips to my rear, widening my knees to give him a clearer signal, I pulled my hems back to the top of my legs, the skirt, and slip hanging down at the back forming an inviting backdrop, and gave him a challenging look.
Without a word, he held his index finger to his lips as he turned.
Feeling my excitement rising as I heard him go to the door, change the sign to 'closed' pull the roller blind down and reduce the lighting to a lower level.
He returned, carrying one of the counter sheets used to cover the till area to protect it from dust, dropping it to the floor at our feet.
I rose slowly to meet him, my skirt falling back into place, making a swishing sound as the heavy material of the ski

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