Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

The grocery store was bustling with people trying to start their weekend fun. Everyone smelled of sunscreen and was hauling bags of ice, just itchy to fire up the bar-b-que. I was only there for the few necessities id run out of, but I do love people watching; you can see so many types of people here at the grocery store. Everyone’s gotta eat, right?

As I finished strolling around the aisles, I made my way to the checkout. All the lines were long, but I didn’t mind. I pushed my buggy over to the closest line and checked out the group in front of me. Three men, maybe in their late twenties, chatted together. The one closest to me was leaning over the buggy, the one in front of him had a twenty-four pack in his hands, and the other was prattling on about how hot Kelly was going to look in her bikini. I focused my attention on the man leaning over the buggy. Was that a diaper I spy poking from his shorts? Busted!

Busted By A Real Diaper Mommy

 

Mmm, indeed it was. I could identify those white crinkles from anywhere. I walked around my buggy, acting as if I was checking for something, but really I just needed to get closer to him. He had one foot braced on the underside of the cart; his body was lean, and he looked as if he stood to his full height; he’d be quite impressive. Mmm, this diaper boy would make a delightful Saturday night toy. Sunglasses sat at the back of his neck, and I just couldn’t help myself.

I waited until his friends became loading the convert belt to put my hand on his lower back. “Is someone dry, or do you need Mommy to check?” He looked at me with wide eyes and blushing cheeks. Immediately, he stood up straight, and I was right; he was impressive. Such a handsome diaper boy. He pulled the tail of his shirt down to cover the evidence, but it was far too late now. He’d been busted by a real diaper Mommy.

His head spun back and forth, checking to ensure his friends hadn’t heard my question and back at me as if he couldn’t believe I’d actually said what I had. “Well? I’m waiting.”

 

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