Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
I was standing in the aisle of my favorite grocery store, staring down a mountain of bulk-sized diapers and an alarming amount of diaper rash cream. Just as I reached for a box of premium-brand pull-ups, a very handsome man appeared beside me. I looked up to find a grin on his face that suggested he knew exactly what was happening in my world of ABDLs.
“Hosting a birthday party?” he asked, as he glanced from my face to the mountain of plush, absorbent goods piled high in my cart. I felt my cheeks flush, but I leaned into it and smirked, while tossing my hair over my shoulder. “Some of my guests are just notoriously messy,” I said, as I innocently batted my eyelashes at him.
The man in the diaper aisle
He chuckled and stepped a little closer. His cologne was a scent that seemed far more “sophisticated bachelor” than “adult diaper connoisseur.”
We ended up wandering the aisles together for twenty minutes, joking about how my cart was the most confusing one in the store. There was a delicious, illicit kind of thrill in the air as we flirted openly in the middle of the snack aisle.
When we finally hit the checkout line, he insisted on helping me unload my haul onto the conveyor belt. As I paid, he leaned over and whispered that he was looking for a new hobby, and that perhaps I could teach him a few things. If only he knew!
I could feel the electricity buzzing between us and hoped he’d either give me his number or invite me out for dinner that night. We walked to the parking lot and he didn’t even try to hide his smirk when I started loading my supplies into the trunk of my little car. He asked for my number with a sincerity that made my knees weak, scribbling it down on the back of a receipt.
It was such a strange, wonderful little connection. I didn’t want it to end just yet, so I decided to be brave. I climbed into the back seat of my car and motioned for him to join me. At first, he looked confused, but he seemed to get the message as soon as I opened my legs. I wasn’t wearing any panties under my skirt.
He jumped on me and lifted my skirt up to my tits. The door wasn’t even closed, so his legs dangled off the seat as he devoured my pussy.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
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