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I am a mid 50's single, divorced, ordinary, average, mostly forgettable guy that works for himself as a handyman/home remodeler. As such, I do a lot of business at the major big box home improvement stores in my area. The one closest to my home is the one I try to frequent the most and I have gotten to know many of the employees at this store location.
I rarely need help locating things in the store other than when I go into the paint department. One day I go in for a paint match and notice there is a new woman working the dept. Normally this sucks because it takes longer or they don't get it to match and I have to come back and do it all over again costing me some lost time and wages. While waiting for the only other customer for paint gets theirs and walks away I notice her work apron is pristine, really not a good sign. I decide to take the chance instead of going to a different location just incase she only has a new one on and not completely new at this.
She comes over to help me and we go through all the specifics of the paint and such. The computer does its job and she tells me to give her 10 minutes to get it ready and that if I have other shopping to go ahead. Since it is the only thing I am needing I just find a place in front of the area and lean against a display and wait.
As she walks away to get the right paint I notice the rest of her. She looks to be an inch or so taller than my 5'11", about 150 lbs, with about a size 5 tight little assed pair of pants on. Coal black hair that is a little longer than shoulder length. Light to medium soft caramel colored skin and almost black eyes. I guess I was still staring into space in the direction she went because as she walked back with the paint to mix she saw me just staring at her and she noticed and winked at me. Slightly embarrassed and flustered I looked away quickly as she went to get it tinted.
Once it was mixing I stepped up to the counter and she asked outright: "Were you checking me out as I walked away?"
"Umm, I apologize, I hope I didn't offend you since yes I was."
She laughed and said that it's okay and she never expected me to be so honest!
I said I would rather be honest and upset someone, than to lie and be disrespectful to the other person and to myself. All she said was WOW!
The paint finished shaking and she checked to see if the color was right and it wasn't... Damn, now what I asked. She just said "This is when my art major degree comes into play." She went and tweaked the formula and put more tint in and started the mixing/shaking process again.
I asked her why if she has a BA in art that she is working at this store? ... her reply kinda stunned me.
She said that it was a long story but suffice to say she was a middle school art teacher for close to 15 years before she got tired of the verbal and mental abuse by students, fellow teachers and especially narrow minded parents. This kinda blew me away. Granted, I had only met her but here this beautiful, well poised, medium dark skinned woman was harassed as a teacher.... people suck! I said just that out loud and she just laughed saying that that hasn't happened in a long time either, unfortunately. I just smiled letting it slide thinking she was talking about her nipples and lower lips.
The shaker stopped and she checked the color again and it seemed to be spot on. I said so but added that the real test will be at the customer's house and she agreed. She said I would have to come back another day and let her know how she did on the match. I assured her that I would since I was in the store several days a week. At this point I grabbed the paint and she asked me for my name, so I told her and she said hers was Shawna. Laughing I said that I already knew it from her nametag and went to check out.
I didn't get to stop in and see her again until friday. As I was going through I walked around the corner in her department and we ran straight into each other. She almost knocked me over it was so unexpected. Luckily we each threw our arms out and basically bear hugged the other so neither of us went down. At this point she recovered faster and since we were face to face she actually kissed me before letting go. All I could do was attempt to apologize for not looking where I was going. Shawna just leaned into my ear and whispered that there was no need to apologize because she had been watching me and set it up so just what happened was planned. I just smiled and said that normally I don't kiss until we have been on a date of some sort.
Now was her turn to laugh at me. She said that if I was serious about that I should hand her my phone. I was like, ok, so I grabbed my phone, unlocked the screen and handed it to her. She did a few things and handed it back a few moments later. About then another customer came up to ask her a question so I told her I would talkto her another time. She smiled at me and said that She would text me later.
I went off and got the things elsewhere that I needed for that day's work. When I got out to my car I looked at my phone and couldn't find what she had done with my phone. Puzzled I just let it go and went to work.
It was Friday but I spent a long day at this customer getting everything done for her. I had originally figured that my employee and I would have to come back on monday to be able to finish everything. She asked if we could finish that day because she was having unexpected company come into town the next day for a week. We talked it over and he told his wife we would be working till after 7 just to finish up and she was okay with it. Finally we got done and she was so grateful she tipped us nicely. I told my helper to enjoy a rare monday off and I would see him tuesday at the next job.
On my way home I grabbed some chinese takeout for dinner as I was too tired to cook. A couple hours later with the tv droning on and a couple of beers in me I fall asleep on the couch. In my dreams I relive the kiss with Shawna and I look down seeing a slight bulge in her throat covered by the choker I noticed she was wearing wondering what that means.
I awake in the morning a bit out of sorts after my dreams and sleeping on the couch so I get up, grab a shower and fix myself some breakfast. I sit down at the computer and do some doom scrolling through social media and respond to few posts. It was getting close to noon before I ever think to even look at my phone. Stunned I found that I had several text messages from an anonymous phone number. "Good morning Sexy!" Hey do you want to come over for dinner at my place tonight?" " I work till 2 so let me know." I wonder if it is Shawna, I keep thinking.
After puzzling a while I decide that it must be and respond with "I would love to. What would you like me bring with?..... your address and what time would help me out as well"
Finally about 3:30 she answers back with "Took you long enough to respond lol" then a 2nd text giving me her address which was only a few blocks from my house and that she had everything for dinner and all I needed to bring was myself and be there about 5:30. Sounds great I answered back.
After I got ready, I left a little early so that I could surprise her with a half dozen yellow roses.
I got to her house and held the roses behind my back as I rang the doorbell. She answered the door and blew me away! She was wearing a tight dark yellow shirt that hugged her just right, accenting her small c-cup breasts and ended a few inches below her butt. Paired with dark maroon yoga style pants showing off her nicely muscled thighs and no shoes or socks. She smiled brightly while saying hi. I stepped forward and she embraced me in a big hug while I did the same to her. As we stepped apart she turned and gave me an almost soul stealing kiss causing me to blush Escort (https://koabe.com/) a little.
As we pulled apart she noticed and before she could say anything I showed her the roses. Now it was her turn to blush and she said that yellow roses are her favorites asking how I knew that. I said that it was a lucky guess. We stepped into her house and she got a vase and put them in smelling them again and just smiling.
She had me take a seat on a stool at the kitchen counter as she checked on dinner in the oven. The timer said there was still 30 minutes to go on whatever it was that smelled so delicious. She grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and sat down next to me.
We sat there making small talk and I asked her what her heritage was. I told her I was just european mutt, as I have German, Irish, Norwegian and Swiss in my background. She told me her dad was half Jamaican
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I am a mid 50's single, divorced, ordinary, average, mostly forgettable guy that works for himself as a handyman/home remodeler. As such, I do a lot of business at the major big box home improvement stores in my area. The one closest to my home is the one I try to frequent the most and I have gotten to know many of the employees at this store location.
I rarely need help locating things in the store other than when I go into the paint department. One day I go in for a paint match and notice there is a new woman working the dept. Normally this sucks because it takes longer or they don't get it to match and I have to come back and do it all over again costing me some lost time and wages. While waiting for the only other customer for paint gets theirs and walks away I notice her work apron is pristine, really not a good sign. I decide to take the chance instead of going to a different location just incase she only has a new one on and not completely new at this.
She comes over to help me and we go through all the specifics of the paint and such. The computer does its job and she tells me to give her 10 minutes to get it ready and that if I have other shopping to go ahead. Since it is the only thing I am needing I just find a place in front of the area and lean against a display and wait.
As she walks away to get the right paint I notice the rest of her. She looks to be an inch or so taller than my 5'11", about 150 lbs, with about a size 5 tight little assed pair of pants on. Coal black hair that is a little longer than shoulder length. Light to medium soft caramel colored skin and almost black eyes. I guess I was still staring into space in the direction she went because as she walked back with the paint to mix she saw me just staring at her and she noticed and winked at me. Slightly embarrassed and flustered I looked away quickly as she went to get it tinted.
Once it was mixing I stepped up to the counter and she asked outright: "Were you checking me out as I walked away?"
"Umm, I apologize, I hope I didn't offend you since yes I was."
She laughed and said that it's okay and she never expected me to be so honest!
I said I would rather be honest and upset someone, than to lie and be disrespectful to the other person and to myself. All she said was WOW!
The paint finished shaking and she checked to see if the color was right and it wasn't... Damn, now what I asked. She just said "This is when my art major degree comes into play." She went and tweaked the formula and put more tint in and started the mixing/shaking process again.
I asked her why if she has a BA in art that she is working at this store? ... her reply kinda stunned me.
She said that it was a long story but suffice to say she was a middle school art teacher for close to 15 years before she got tired of the verbal and mental abuse by students, fellow teachers and especially narrow minded parents. This kinda blew me away. Granted, I had only met her but here this beautiful, well poised, medium dark skinned woman was harassed as a teacher.... people suck! I said just that out loud and she just laughed saying that that hasn't happened in a long time either, unfortunately. I just smiled letting it slide thinking she was talking about her nipples and lower lips.
The shaker stopped and she checked the color again and it seemed to be spot on. I said so but added that the real test will be at the customer's house and she agreed. She said I would have to come back another day and let her know how she did on the match. I assured her that I would since I was in the store several days a week. At this point I grabbed the paint and she asked me for my name, so I told her and she said hers was Shawna. Laughing I said that I already knew it from her nametag and went to check out.
I didn't get to stop in and see her again until friday. As I was going through I walked around the corner in her department and we ran straight into each other. She almost knocked me over it was so unexpected. Luckily we each threw our arms out and basically bear hugged the other so neither of us went down. At this point she recovered faster and since we were face to face she actually kissed me before letting go. All I could do was attempt to apologize for not looking where I was going. Shawna just leaned into my ear and whispered that there was no need to apologize because she had been watching me and set it up so just what happened was planned. I just smiled and said that normally I don't kiss until we have been on a date of some sort.
Now was her turn to laugh at me. She said that if I was serious about that I should hand her my phone. I was like, ok, so I grabbed my phone, unlocked the screen and handed it to her. She did a few things and handed it back a few moments later. About then another customer came up to ask her a question so I told her I would talkto her another time. She smiled at me and said that She would text me later.
I went off and got the things elsewhere that I needed for that day's work. When I got out to my car I looked at my phone and couldn't find what she had done with my phone. Puzzled I just let it go and went to work.
It was Friday but I spent a long day at this customer getting everything done for her. I had originally figured that my employee and I would have to come back on monday to be able to finish everything. She asked if we could finish that day because she was having unexpected company come into town the next day for a week. We talked it over and he told his wife we would be working till after 7 just to finish up and she was okay with it. Finally we got done and she was so grateful she tipped us nicely. I told my helper to enjoy a rare monday off and I would see him tuesday at the next job.
On my way home I grabbed some chinese takeout for dinner as I was too tired to cook. A couple hours later with the tv droning on and a couple of beers in me I fall asleep on the couch. In my dreams I relive the kiss with Shawna and I look down seeing a slight bulge in her throat covered by the choker I noticed she was wearing wondering what that means.
I awake in the morning a bit out of sorts after my dreams and sleeping on the couch so I get up, grab a shower and fix myself some breakfast. I sit down at the computer and do some doom scrolling through social media and respond to few posts. It was getting close to noon before I ever think to even look at my phone. Stunned I found that I had several text messages from an anonymous phone number. "Good morning Sexy!" Hey do you want to come over for dinner at my place tonight?" " I work till 2 so let me know." I wonder if it is Shawna, I keep thinking.
After puzzling a while I decide that it must be and respond with "I would love to. What would you like me bring with?..... your address and what time would help me out as well"
Finally about 3:30 she answers back with "Took you long enough to respond lol" then a 2nd text giving me her address which was only a few blocks from my house and that she had everything for dinner and all I needed to bring was myself and be there about 5:30. Sounds great I answered back.
After I got ready, I left a little early so that I could surprise her with a half dozen yellow roses.
I got to her house and held the roses behind my back as I rang the doorbell. She answered the door and blew me away! She was wearing a tight dark yellow shirt that hugged her just right, accenting her small c-cup breasts and ended a few inches below her butt. Paired with dark maroon yoga style pants showing off her nicely muscled thighs and no shoes or socks. She smiled brightly while saying hi. I stepped forward and she embraced me in a big hug while I did the same to her. As we stepped apart she turned and gave me an almost soul stealing kiss causing me to blush Escort (https://koabe.com/) a little.
As we pulled apart she noticed and before she could say anything I showed her the roses. Now it was her turn to blush and she said that yellow roses are her favorites asking how I knew that. I said that it was a lucky guess. We stepped into her house and she got a vase and put them in smelling them again and just smiling.
She had me take a seat on a stool at the kitchen counter as she checked on dinner in the oven. The timer said there was still 30 minutes to go on whatever it was that smelled so delicious. She grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and sat down next to me.
We sat there making small talk and I asked her what her heritage was. I told her I was just european mutt, as I have German, Irish, Norwegian and Swiss in my background. She told me her dad was half Jamaican