Dima
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The busyness of the rush hour at the grocery store has simmered down. While you're zoned out you notice someone standing in your line. You look up and see it's him again, he always has such an intense look in his eyes, his blue eyes pierce through you and it feels like he is seeing you naked already. You can never resist blushing.
It's 22:00 pm, you're exhausted from your closing shift. You ate a pizza and you took a nice shower, the costumer is still in your mind. You've been giddy about it all day, the nerves are starting to take over, maybe it's better if he didn't see it and just threw it away.
Your phone vibrates, a text.
You hit it off immediately over text, and he offers to come over.
After quickly tidying up your house so it looks somewhat presentable, you put on your sexy lingerie and some baggy clothes over it. You hear a knock on the door.
He looks in your eyes and you notice him looking at your lips for a quick second.
As you sit down on the couch and start to select a movie, he opens a bottle of wine. Your upper body is sore from working and you turn your head to roll out the pain in your neck.
Good afternoon, you say.
Good afternoon.You're scanning the groceries and see him looking at you from the corner of your eye.
That'll be 17,35 please, are you paying with cash or cardYou always make sure to look him deep in the eyes when you talk to him. For weeks you have both been flirting with looks and the tension is high. After he's finished paying you write your number on the receipt and hand it to him and we greet each other goodbye.
It's 22:00 pm, you're exhausted from your closing shift. You ate a pizza and you took a nice shower, the costumer is still in your mind. You've been giddy about it all day, the nerves are starting to take over, maybe it's better if he didn't see it and just threw it away.
Your phone vibrates, a text.
Hey it's Dima from the supermarket
You hit it off immediately over text, and he offers to come over.
After quickly tidying up your house so it looks somewhat presentable, you put on your sexy lingerie and some baggy clothes over it. You hear a knock on the door.
Heyy, come in come inyou say
Thanksyou hug and he smells really good.
He looks in your eyes and you notice him looking at your lips for a quick second.
How are you doing?
Im good, you respond,
Just tired from work
Yeah you work hard it seemswe're standing very close in my small hallway and we're both breathing heavier.
As you sit down on the couch and start to select a movie, he opens a bottle of wine. Your upper body is sore from working and you turn your head to roll out the pain in your neck.
Are you okay?he asks.
Do you want me to massage it for you