Libby Parks parked at the local grocery store and sighed. She could go inside. Really, she could. She sat there for fifteen minutes and almost started the car and drove away—again. She steadied her nerves and opened the door. Then closed it again. She couldn’t do it. She’d have to order her groceries again.
No. I’m going inside. Even if I turn around and walk back out. I’m at least going to go inside.
With that, she shut off the engine and opened the door, pouring out of the car before she could turn belly up and slam it again. Now that she was out, it didn’t feel so bad. There were only a couple of people in the parking lot loading their groceries into their cars.
Libby took one step after the other toward the little store and made it to the sliding glass doors. Whish. They opened as she approached. She could see inside, and there were three people checking out. Maybe there wouldn’t be many left inside shopping. She walked through the doors and nearly jumped a foot when they closed behind her. She swirled around then laughed nervously. No one seemed to have noticed her nervous jump, so Libby grabbed a cart and wheeled toward the produce section.
After finding the vegetables and fruit she wanted, she navigated the rows to pick up the canned goods. She’d grab meat last. So far she was doing pretty damn good. Of course she hadn’t really run into anyone yet. The store was half empty. Thursday morning was a good day to shop.
When she made it to the meat section, a moment of panic froze her feet to the floor. There were about five people perusing the meat and deli area. She swallowed hard enough it hurt her throat. She could do this.
No I can’t. There’re too many of them.
Then she noticed that one of the men struggled with his leg as if he had trouble moving it. He held on to the cart as if his life depended on it as he reached for some meat down in the cooler. It looked like the harder he tried to get it, the more unbalanced he got. Just when he reached the meat, the cart started rolling in the opposite direction, throwing him more off balance.
Without thinking, Libby shoved her buggy in front of his so it wouldn’t move out from under him. His hit her cart, and he righted himself, the package of meat in his hand.
“Oh God. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to bump your cart. I wasn’t paying attention.” Libby immediately knew he was a soldier. He’d probably lost his leg and was still learning to walk using a prosthesis. She knew all about that. She had a close friend who’d lost both of her legs and was struggling to re-learn to walk again.
The man blushed and drew in a deep breath. “No problem. I think I was a moving target so you pretty much hit the bull’s-eye.”
Libby’s nervous laugh reminded her that she so rarely laughed at all these days. She gave him an embarrassed smile and backed her cart out of his way, farther than she had to. He was a handsome man despite his obvious disability. There were lines on his face that were a testament to what he’d endured and seen while overseas. She was sure he’d served at one of the many hot spots or he wouldn’t be limping and keeping one tight grip on the cart and another equally tight grip on the ledge of the cooler.
“I—I’ll just get out of your way.” She pushed her cart as fast as she dared to the opposite end of the cooler section where there wasn’t anyone close by. There she pretended to examine hog jowls.
Ugg, really? Why would anyone want to eat that or pig tongue? I don’t even want to be looking at it.
She moved a few feet forward and landed on the pork section minus the nasty stuff. There she chose a pork roast, and once the crowd had moved along, she dug through the chicken breasts to find the smallest package she could locate since it was just for her.
“Uh, ma’am?” The soldier cleared his throat and looked apologetic with frown lines between his eyebrows. “I hate to bother you, but I’m useless at picking out anything other than T-bone steaks. Could you show me a good roast for cooking in the crockpot?”
“Um, sure.” She walked over a little closer to him and studied the selection. “How many do you need to feed?”
“There’s just two of us, but we both eat a lot.”
“Are you going to put vegetables in with it like potatoes and carrots?” she asked.
“Potatoes, no carrots. We hate carrots.” His smile appeared a little more natural. It lit up his face and sparkled in his eyes.
For a moment, Libby could only stare up into his handsome face, and then she got back down to ground level and sighed. She’d never be able to deal with a man again. It was just too hard.
“This one will probably do for you. If you truly eat a lot, you may have a little left over for a sandwich later. Have you made this before?”
“Um, no. Thought it would be easy just to dump it into the crock pot with water and cook it on low for four or five hours.” He winced. “If it’s harder than that, maybe I should just skip it.”
“It’s not hard. Just grab a can of cream of mushroom soup and pour it in with a can or two of water, the cut-up potatoes, and let it cook. The meat will fall off the bone, and you’ll have gravy if you want to make it.”
“Thanks. That sounds easy enough. Is it okay if I get canned potatoes? Don’t much want to peel any.”
“As long as you get whole baby potatoes and not slices. The slices will cook too much and be mush.”
“Hey, I really appreciate it. I’m Dobbs Rhinehart. Everyone calls me Dobbs.” He held out his hand.
Libby jerked back before she could help it. He only wanted to shake her hand, but his sudden movement caught her off guard. Black spots appeared before her eyes even as her chest grew too tight to draw in a deep breath. She stepped back again and nearly bumped into someone’s cart. After a couple of seconds she’d regained control and put both hands on the handle of her cart.
“Hey, are you okay?” Dobbs asked. He didn’t move toward her.
“Yes, I think I’ve gotten too hot. Glad I could help. I need to go.” She left the meat section without her chicken and hurried to the front of the store.
I can’t believe I nearly had an attack right in the store. He wasn’t going to hurt me. He just wanted to thank me. I’m never going to be normal again.
Mayberry knelt in front of her, running his hands down her body as he kissed her belly. The edge of the bed was just behind her, and Dobbs helped her to lie back. While Mayberry explored her pussy with his mouth and tongue, Dobbs continued playing with her breasts. He pulled and twisted one while he sucked and nipped at the other. Between the two men, she knew she’d climax if they kept it up.
Mayberry entered her with two fingers, pumping her pussy as he tongued her clit. Little sparks of electricity flowed from her breasts to her cunt until she cried out between them as they drove her orgasm.
Before she’d had time to recover, they switched places, but this time they were both naked and Dobbs was standing between her legs slowly pumping his dick as he looked down at her wet folds.
“I can’t wait to get inside of you, sweetheart.” He slowly spread her legs and, grasping his cock, slipped inside of her one delicious inch at a time.
Once he was balls deep, he sighed with his eyes closed. Then he began to slowly pump in and out of her. Each slide of his thick cock over her sensitive tissues had her groaning with a building need.
Mayberry touched her cheek with two fingers. She turned and looked up at his engorged dick and opened her mouth. She could take him inside of her at the same time if she wanted.
She grabbed hold of his shaft and pulled him closer until she could suck his cockhead inside. He groaned as she slid her tongue all around the stalk then sucked him deeper. Libby tightened her grip around his penis and pulled him deeper until she couldn’t do anything but swallow around him then back off when she started to gag. He dug his fingers into her hair at the scalp as she moved up and down on his thick cock.
“Fuck, yeah, babe. You’re killing me with your mouth.”
“You should feel how she’s strangling me with her hot, wet cunt. I’m not going to last long.”
Libby moaned around Mayberry’s dick, allowing the vibrations to seep over his skin. He cursed and pulled back an inch.
“Babe, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come, and I want to come inside that pussy.” Mayberry grasped his cock in one hand and slowly moved it up and down. She whimpered, opening her mouth, but closed it again when Dobbs began shafting in and out of her hard and fast.
“Fuck, I’m coming, Libby. Hell yeah.” Dobbs’ voice sounded strained as he squeezed his eyes closed and his lips tightened in a grimace that looked almost painful.
When he’d finished, Dobbs nearly fell over on her as he gasped and panted to catch his breath. When he’d managed to take one good breath, he leaned over and kissed her before slowly pulling out and rolling to one side.
Mayberry felt his way around and off the bed to stand between her limp legs. He felt his way around her thighs with one hand as he held his dick with the other. Once he was able to enter her, he positioned one of her legs over his arm and began thrusting in and out of her at an angle that had Libby soaring once again. She couldn’t believe she was that close to another orgasm. With Dobbs working her up, it looked like Mayberry was going to shove her over.
He pummeled her with his dick, driving her higher as he pumped his cock into her cunt. Her pussy felt overly wet and slippery as he began to lose his rhythm just as her climax caught her off guard so that she couldn’t even scream. All she did was open her mouth and clamp down on Mayberry’s shaft so hard he lost it and came with her.
“Holy hell, that was fucking amazing,” he said. “I’m done for.”
She couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled out and collapsed on the other side of her. It would be a long time before she’d be able to say anything. Her breathing had yet to calm down.
She leaned over and kissed each man before snuggling up so that she was spooning Mayberry with Dobbs at her back. She started to tell them that she loved them, but before the words came out, she woke to a bright sunshiny morning.
But do they love me?