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Aldi Aisle Affair

by Anastasia Chrome|3 min read|
"Speed shopping leads to a quick but intense encounter with a curvy checkout girl in the loading bay"

Aldi shopping was supposed to be quick. Get in, get out, wonder why you bought a fire pit and a fondue set. But Bethany on till four was making it very hard to leave.

She scanned my items at warp speed—that Aldi efficiency—but her eyes were doing something else entirely. Lingering on my arms, my chest, flicking up to meet mine with a look that said everything her mouth couldn't.

"Bags?"

"Yeah. Two."

She passed them over, fingers brushing mine deliberately. "Loading bay round back. Ten minutes. Smoke break."

No question. Just an invitation. I liked her style.


The loading bay was hidden from the car park by industrial bins and stacked pallets. She was already there, leaning against the wall, cigarette in hand.

Bethany was thick in the best way—proper hourglass, the kind of figure her Aldi uniform tried desperately to hide. Failed miserably though. Couldn't hide curves like that if you tried.

"Thought you'd chicken out," she said, flicking ash.

"Not a chance."

She stubbed out the cigarette, pulled me close by my belt loops. "Good. Because I've had the worst fucking day and I need something to take the edge off."

"Happy to help."

We kissed rough, all teeth and desperation. She tasted like tobacco and something sweet—gum, maybe. Her hands were already under my shirt, nails raking down my back.

"Fuck, you're fit," she mumbled against my mouth. "Been watching you shop for months. Always buy the same shit. Protein bars and chicken. Gym lad."

"Guilty."

"Well, gym lad—" she grabbed my cock through my jeans "—show us what all that working out's for."

I spun her around, pressed her against the brick wall. Her work trousers came down easy, revealing a red thong and an arse that deserved worship.

"No time for romance," she said. "Just fuck me before Darren comes looking."

I freed myself, pushed the thong aside, found her already soaking.

"Christ, you're wet."

"Been thinking about this for ages. Now shut up and—"

I slid in and she moaned, cutting herself off. She was tight, hot, pushing back against me immediately.

"Yeah—like that—harder—"

The wall scraped against her palms but she didn't seem to care. I gripped her hips, set a brutal pace. Somewhere behind us, a lorry beeped, reversing into the bay.

"Shit—someone's coming—"

"Don't you fucking stop."

I didn't. If anything, I went harder. She buried her face in her arm, muffling her moans as the lorry's engine rumbled closer.

"Gonna cum—fuck—right there—"

She came with a shudder, clenching around me. I followed seconds later, one hand over her mouth, both of us frozen as the lorry parked twenty feet away.

The driver didn't see us. Too busy with his clipboard.

We cleaned up in silence, both grinning like idiots.

"Same time next week?" she asked, fixing her uniform.

"I'll need more protein bars by then."

She kissed me quick, then disappeared back inside. I walked to my car with weak knees and a massive smile.

Aldi: big on value, bigger on surprises.

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