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The Box Boythis story is part of the FanClub (fm:adultery, 4006 words)

Author: Melicious
Added: Sep 15 2002Views / Reads: 11567 / 10354 [90%]Story vote: 9.50 (20 votes)
An unexpected heating up between a happily married woman and the guy from the grocery store.
 


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It had happened before, on several occasions. The bag boy at the grocery store I frequented was going on and on about my car, a late model BMW Z3. He was going to buy one someday, as soon as he finished college. He asked about the options on it and I had to let him down, telling him that it was just the base model. Not having been made of money, I had saved and scrimped for a long time to buy it.

I'd told my husband, Frank, about this kid's preoccupation with my car. He told me it had nothing to do with the car and that he was just using the car as a come-on to me. I laughed it off, asking what would a college kid want with a woman almost old enough to be his mom. Frank answered that even though I was thirty-nine, I didn't "look a day over thirty-eight"! Nice guy.

In reality, I can usually pass for a few years younger, thirty-three or so. And while not a carrot-munching marathon runner, I've kept the weight off through the years, and have something a lot of men admire—a pair of firm 38 Cs (all mine). And I wouldn't give second-thought to doing a early-20-something bag boy. Still, Frank found it amusing. The next time I went to buy groceries, Frank insisted on accompanying me. This wasn't out of the ordinary, but over the past couple of months he stayed at home to get other chores done. After we'd checked out, I told him that he had run off my bag boy.

"See, I told you he wasn't after the car", Frank said. I laughed it off. ...

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