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I was working as a bagger in a supermarket and the cashier and I became close. I'll call her Rosa. We would take breaks together and talk a great deal. She was recently divorced and had two cute kids. I could tell she was lonely and that she had taken an interest in me. One day, after bagging a particularly big order, my shoulder started hurting. This wasn't the first time, but it was really painful and I kept rubbing it. She, a very compassionate woman, came over with real concern in her voice and said, "You should get that checked. You are too young to be having that much pain in your shoulder." I told her I would be fine, but she insisted on helping me with it. She made me sit down on the low platform where we placed the bags. She began rubbing my shoulder and back. It felt so good, that I didn't want her to stop. It was late and we were the only ones left in the front of the store. There were stockers in the back. They worked late. I was 18, but didn't have a car yet. We didn't have a great deal of money.
My parents would pick me up. They were pulling up, in fact, when I was getting my massage. Needless to say, my mom wasn't too happy and voiced her concerns. My dad just smirked. I told mom that I was 18 and there wasn't anything going on. She said it didn't look professional. Rosa was 31, though, and in my mother's eyes, she had crossed a line. About a week later, Rosa was due to get off and she asked me what time I got off. I told her 10. It was nearly 8 pm and she said she would come back to check on me. I said, "OK." , but thought she was just saying that to be nice. I was a nice looking guy at 18, and always had girls trying to get my attention. I was serious and studious, hard-working and somewhat of a goody two shoes, so I didn't get involved in the party scene or anything, but Rosa intrigued me. She was an older woman to me, although, now 31 doesn't seem at all old. She was attractive. I don't know why older women were attracted to me.
A few months earlier, a woman whose groceries I bagged often, and was in business with her husband, invited me to their house for a business proposition. After several such meetings, I came one night and was surprised to find the woman, "Kate", an athletic 29 year old, in nothing but a slip. She invited me to come in and said "Brett", her husband, was on a business trip. She was very friendly, more than usual, and invited me into her bedroom while she put on some clothes. I stood there in her bedroom paralyzed, while she asked me to sit down. I sat on her bed. She had a nice body, slender with and she was a size B. She let her slip drop off to reveal her black bra and matching panties. She asked me to get her jean mini skirt out of her drawer and I did. Then, she asked me what top she should wear, holding up a white and a pale pink top. I told her that neither one of those would work because her black bra would be visible through the tops, because it was black. "You are right!" she said. "I didn't think of that. Get my white bra and panties out of my underwear drawer, she said, pointing to the drawer." I complied and she turned to me and asked me to unhook her bra. I did, and she slipped it off. She asked me, then to help her with her white bra. I helped her put it on and then she slipped out of her black panties and put on her white ones.
I could see her trimmed bush briefly before she put them on. She then put on her skirt and white pink top. I told her it looked great. She hugged me, feeling my raging boner. "Oh!" She laughed. "Did I make that happen?" Yeah, I said. She then pushed me down on the bed. "Well, I need to take care of that." "But you are married, Kate.", I protested. " I know. But we aren't going to do anything, except take care of your member. I know it will be sore by the time you get home." She unbuckled my pants and reached through the slit in my underwear. She gently pulled my stiff manhood out and rubbed it with her milky white hands. They were cold and soft. They felt so good. I let her massage me for awhile, but feeling guilty, I started to protest. She put her finger on my mouth and got on top of me. She kept pulling, tugging, and fondling me while she kissed my face all over. I came everywhere. I kept cumming so much, I thought there was something wrong.
