The weekly shopping trip to my now favorite supermarket just keeps getting better.
I was in the produce section when across the rows of garden goods I caught a glimpse of bulging tan. She stood there long enough to determine that she was of medium height, had long shiny brown hair, and a very snug tan sweater. Her profile indicated a D+.
Later on, as she shopped, I had a chance to study her in more detail. Her wide strap purse bisected her breasts delightfully and their size wasn't obstructed by the material. Through the tight material I could clearly see a very large underwire bra that contained an abundant F-cup.
As she shopped I studied her face. She was in her early 20's, had a flawless complexion, and seemed to know her way around the store. Eventually she went her way and I mine.
In the long checkout line, I was motioned to an opening register. I put my goods on the counter and as I turned around to put the basket away, I found she was behind me.
I commented on our luck of being plucked out of the slow lane. She smiled and replied that it must have been my luck that did it. I smiled and we chatted until she had to go to the customer service counter for some such thing.
I've been to this store regularily and have seen several noteworthy sightings (and written about them). Strangely, I've never seen the ladies since.
Oh, and no pictures.
RD