TA Sam was preoccupied and in a hurry when he walked purposefully into the grocery store. He needed to grab the ingredients necessary to make his dinner. He turned into the produce aisle moving at a brisk pace. He wanted to get some onions, carrots, potatoes and celery for the beef stew he was planning to make.He could clearly see the small triangle, which served as the back of her skimpy thong panties, just below the waistband of the yoga pants. A narrow strip of fabric came out of the crack between her ass cheeks and gradually widened as it ran up to form the triangle. It was all clearly visible through her thin, very snug pants. The straps of her sports bra weren’t visible through the fabric of her top, but judging by the slight indentations in her body which were visible through her top, the straps were wide and looked like they could support the weight of rather large breasts. He hoped her breasts weren’t huge. He much preferred women with small to medium breasts, which were properly proportioned to their figure. He thought very large breasts distorted the beautiful curves of a woman’s figure and made her body much less attractive.

He watched her ass moving inside the tight pants as she slowly walked down the aisle in front of him. She was almost prancing. Walking the way a model walks on the runway in a fashion show, placing one foot precisely in front of the other, making her beautiful ass undulate from side to side very provocatively. He was truly captivated.

The fabric of her pants seemed to ripple almost imperceptibly, caressing her smooth ass as her perfect glutes moved enticingly inside the sheer material. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her beautiful ass, which was almost completely bare under the thin pants. Only a small triangle of her thong panties was visible covering a small area just below the waistband of her pants. Her ass cheeks were completely visible and the crack of her ass where her ass cheeks began to separate below the small of her back was evident. Her ass was absolutely beautiful.

He was so enthralled with the view he was enjoying that, when she stopped and turned to reach into the bin of zucchini squash. He barely recovered in time to avoid knocking her down. He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder to steady her, then as she turned to face him, took his hand off her and quickly backed away from her, as he stammered, “Oh sorry. I guess I was distracted. I was thinking about...” Oh my god! I can’t tell her what I was thinking about. “I...I was thinking and I guess I wasn’t watching where I was going. I hope I didn’t hurt you. Are you all right?”

He almost lost it when he saw, right in front of him, a stunning young blond woman with a body to absolutely die for. She was walking away from him, so he couldn’t see her face or her breasts, but judging by her long honey-blond hair, which she had tied up in a pony-tail, and the way she moved—especially the way her beautiful ass moved in the very light blue, skin tight yoga pants—she had to be drop dead gorgeous. Unless the gods were playing some kind of sick game she had to be absolutely stunning.

Sam couldn’t wait to see her from the side or better yet from the front. He thought that if she were facing him, he’d be able to see her camel toe through the very snug, almost transparent, yoga pants. His cock was growing as he watched her ass and thought about seeing more of her. He wanted to see her breasts. Actually he wanted to see her naked. No, that wasn’t it at all. What he really wanted was to fuck her brains out.

She was wearing some kind of warm-up or exercise garb. It looked like something intended for the gym. The top was a form fitting pink pullover that looked like a Tee shirt, with three-quarter length sleeves, the hem of which was about five or six inches above the waistband of her skin-tight yoga pants. The pants were made of a thin light blue—almost white—fabric that was stretched so tight it was nearly transparent.

He could clearly see the small triangle, which served as the back of her skimpy thong panties, just below the waistband of the yoga pants. A narrow strip of fabric came out of the crack between her ass cheeks and gradually widened as it ran up to form the triangle. It was all clearly visible through her thin, very snug pants.

The straps of her sports bra weren’t visible through the fabric of her top, but judging by the slight indentations in her body which were visible through her top, the straps were wide and looked like they could support the weight of rather large breasts. He hoped her breasts weren’t huge. He much preferred women with small to medium breasts, which were properly proportioned to their figure. He thought very large breasts distorted the beautiful curves of a woman’s figure and made her body much less attractive.

He watched her ass moving inside the tight pants as she slowly walked down the aisle in front of him. She was almost prancing. Walking the way a model walks on the runway in a fashion show, placing one foot precisely in front of the other, making her beautiful ass undulate from side to side very provocatively. He was truly captivated.

The fabric of her pants seemed to ripple almost imperceptibly, caressing her smooth ass as her perfect glutes moved enticingly inside the sheer material. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her beautiful ass, which was almost completely bare under the thin pants. Only a small triangle of her thong panties was visible covering a small area just below the waistband of her pants. Her ass cheeks were completely visible and the crack of her ass where her ass cheeks began to separate below the small of her back was evident. Her ass was absolutely beautiful.

He was so enthralled with the view he was enjoying that, when she stopped and turned to reach into the bin of zucchini squash. He barely recovered in time to avoid knocking her down. He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder to steady her, then as she turned to face him, took his hand off her and quickly backed away from her, as he stammered, “Oh sorry. I guess I was distracted. I was thinking about...” Oh my god! I can’t tell her what I was thinking about. “I...I was thinking and I guess I wasn’t watching where I was going. I hope I didn’t hurt you. Are you all right?”

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