Desert Heat - Sex Stories

Desert Heat

... with the top down. Hot girl, fast car, my dream come true, Nathan smiled to himself. His attention returned to the back of the store when she emerged from the restroom. While Michelle gathered her purchases, Nathan continues his study of her form from the surveillance mirror overhead. He drank in the sight of her like a thirsty man, staring at the long cocoa smooth legs, that grew up into her curvy hips. She wore very short tan shorts that hugged her booty in the most flattering way, The grey tank she wore was dotted with sweat just underneath her breasts and completely down the back. Nathan smiled admiring it all. As a native resident of the small town, he rarely had chances of meeting beautiful women like this. He watched as she made her way to the refrigerated section. She picked up half a dozen bottles of icy cold water, placed one against her forehead and moaned. The soft moan she released was enough to cause a stir in his pants. This long day, cooped up in this not so busy convenience store, was seriously getting to him. Tucking the cold bottles under her arm, Michelle started back towards the front counter. She passed the frozen treat section and paused, it was too tempting to pass up, she thought, as she slid open the door and retrieved a Good Humor chocolate covered King Cone. Michelle usually kept to really healthy eating, but she could make an exception. Besides, she’d sweat off the calories in this heat in no time. Smiling, she peeled the wrapped from the ...

... frozen treat and bit into the sweet coolness as she continued to the checkout counter with her purchases. From the moment the bell at the door chimed, Nathan was fascinated by the beautiful girl that walked into his store. By the time she approached the counter, Nathan started to think he was daydreaming it all. There was no way this beautiful creature walked up to him licking that ice cream cone like that without knowing how she effected him. Michelle sat the bottles on the counter, “How much do I owe?” she asked after a long satisfying lick of ice cream. Nathan awkwardly cleared his throat, noticing how damn envious he was of that ice cream cone. He counted up the six bottles of water and rang up the price. “Seven fifty,” he replied. “Really? I don’t think you included this,” Michelle said pointing to the half eaten ice cream. Nathan smiled, “That’ll be on the house.” Michelle smiled back, “Oh, that so nice, but I can pay.” Nathan insisted with a grinned, “No ma’am, I think I’m enjoying it more than you are, so to be fair, it’s on me.” Michelle smiled again, this guy was flirting with her. It wasn't the first time someone offered her free items just for being attractive, but it was always flattering. She took a good look at him for the first time. He was mid 20s, maybe a year or two younger than herself with blue eyes as faded as the worn navy work shirt he had on and his sun-kissed blond hair could have used a trim, a month ago. Nevertheless, Michelle found him surprisingly ...