Spar Shop Seduction
"The student worker at Spar has been watching me—and wants to do more than just watch"
Same Spar, same time, every evening for a month. Crisps, energy drink, sometimes a meal deal if I was feeling fancy.
Ellie was always there. Student, probably—young, slim, with glasses and a shy smile that got less shy every day.
"The usual?"
"You know me too well."
"Hard not to. You're literally my only interesting customer." She rang me up, lingered. "Everyone else is pensioners and mums."
"Glad to provide entertainment."
"You could provide more." She said it quietly, almost to herself. Then looked mortified. "Shit. Forget I said that."
"What if I don't want to forget?"
Her eyes widened. "Really?"
"Really."
The stockroom was tiny—just shelves and boxes and the smell of cardboard. She locked the door with shaking hands.
"I've never done this before. Like, ever."
"We don't have to—"
"No. I want to. God, I want to." She kissed me, clumsy at first, then with growing confidence. "Been thinking about you for weeks. Every time you come in. Couldn't stop."
"Same."
"Really?"
I showed her. Kissed her properly, felt her melt against me. She was slim, almost fragile, but eager.
"Teach me," she whispered. "I want to learn."
I pulled off her polo, found a simple bra underneath. Unhooked it, watched her small, perfect tits appear.
"You're beautiful."
"You mean it?"
"Every word."
I took a nipple in my mouth, felt her gasp. Moved lower, pulled down her work trousers.
"Nobody's ever—"
"Let me."
I buried my tongue in her, felt her knees buckle. She came fast, surprised, shaking.
"Oh God—that was—"
"Just the start."
I lifted her onto a stack of boxes, slid into her slowly. She gasped, adjusted, then started to move.
"Is this—am I doing it right?"
"Perfect. You're perfect."
She got more confident, found a rhythm. Came again, then again, each time more vocal.
"Inside me—want to feel it—"
I came deep, feeling her clench around me.
We stayed there, tangled, catching breath.
"Same time tomorrow?" she asked.
"I'll need more crisps."
"I'll need more of this."
Started dating properly after that. Best corner shop decision I ever made.