The dress had small buttons all the way up the front, she had left several buttons undone on the top and bottom allowing the areola of her tits to sho... and making it easier for the dress to blow open exposing her pussy. Leah acted like she didn't even see us, as she entered the store we couldn't help but follow her for another glimpse of her private parts. She pushed her cart to the canned food section and it became very obvious to us that she either didn't see us or didn't care who seen her as. She thrust into me with the determination of a woman more than twice my age who had a lot more to prove.It felt strange and wrong, like the very first time I was fingered by my tutor as a teenager. Every nerve in my pussy was alive and new. I began to come like I did that first time in the janitor's closet. Like I had no idea what was happening to me, I was too astonished to stop it, and shocked by the unfamiliar waves of pleasure that were running through my body.But I did know what was. No way was this 17 year old stud checking out me. A 38 year old convenience store manager. Well football season came to an end and I stopped seeing Rusty every day until spring came and baseball season started. The old routine started back up. He came in for his Gatorade, I would watch him, my eyes burning a hole in his jeans. As the end of school came about, I came to the realization that Rusty was a senior. He would be graduating and moving off to college and out of my life for good. Oh. He met her at the door, grinned, took her heavy bag, and followed her to her bright red car admiring the incredible movement of her firm buttocks and feeling his arousal begin."Where are you sleeping?" he asked, sure there was not a better set of boobs on campus nor a wider patch of skin between sweater and low-hanging jeans.In fact, the way her cotton sweater stood out, three or four inches from her ribs, there was an open passage for exploration the way he saw it. His palms itched and his.