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Random Shopping Mall Hook Up

What happens when a random teen kisses a random older man as he walks through a mall? What happens when he walks back to his car? Going to the mall will never be the same for you after you read this story!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was Thursday evening and I needed to get a fancy picture frame and have it engraved for my nephew’s high school graduation so I walked into the mall and went straight to the kiosk where the story directory was displayed and found the quickest path from where I was to where I needed to go. I then turned around and nearly bumped into this tall young girl. Actually, all I noticed about her was she was almost as tall as me, blonde and I got the impression she was quite pretty. That was it. Until she put her hands on my shoulders and kissed me right on the lips and started to turn and run. Now I am on the other side of 50 from her and my wife divorced me 7 years ago, It has not been every day since then that young women have just suddenly jumped into my face, laid a kiss on me and gone merrily on their way! To be honest, my first thought was she was picking my pocket or something, so I grabbed her wrist before she could get away so I could find out what the hell that was all about. Her eyes got real big and when I asked her what she was doing, she said, her friends on the other side of the area had dared her to pick out an older man at random and go kiss him. When she saw I did not have a ring, she chose me! She smiled a nervous smile at me and ...

... then turned and looked across the way at where three girls stood nervously watching. One timidly and shame facedly waved at us. I looked at the girls and decided I had gotten the cream of the crop. Tall, thin, green eyes, small low tits, showing a lot of chest and long slim legs. She was a looker. In fact I was tempted to ask her why she was hanging out with a bunch of losers, but thought better of it Instead I asked, “How old are you?” “I’m 17,” she replied and then added, “I turn 18 on the third of next month.” “Almost 18. Well I will tell you what, my dear, that was not a kiss.” She stopped pulling from me and looked at me like I had lost my mind. I smiled at her and said, “That was a peck. Now if you want to knock your friends on their collective butts, I will show you how to kiss!” She looked over her shoulder at the nervous circle of friends and then she looked back at me and said, “Okay, why not?!” I did not give her time to change her mind, I stepped up to her, pulled her against me and put my lips on hers! At first she struggled for a couple of seconds and then she stopped and a few seconds later we were playing tonsil hockey right there in the middle of the mall! I finally broke off the kiss after probably close to half a minute and I think it was her first breath since I pulled her back to me, because she acted a little overcome by it all. I smiled down at her dreamy expression and said, “That, my dear, was a kiss! You have a great rest of the evening!” I let her go ...