One man almost ran into the newspaper rack..then another just followed me around..as i grabbed my cart..my eyes locked with one man in particular..a h...ndsome, tall, chocolate man..obviously older than me..with broad shoulders and a nice ass. mmmmmmmm...damn! I thought as i stared at his zipper wondering what was in those jeans...mmm.I smiled then moved on getting all the items i needed..then made my way to the meat department..mmm..oh yes..the meat department. I happened to notice that the same. It seemed this was the first time he ever touched stocking tops! His fingers followed the edge of the stocking tops, fingered the garter clips, and stroked the smooth nylon material just below the bare skin of my thighs. I though I heard him say something like, "Oh, this IS nice!" Masu hopped off the table for a moment and poured a little more massage oil on the entire back of both legs, all the way to my feet. He was going to give me the full Swedish treatment through my nylons! By this time,. .as did we all.i was just putting down my 9th beer when i felt a tap on my shoulder. it was her! she said "well"? i said well what? she asked why i hadnt bought her a drink to which i replied i thought her friends would object in the most physical manner. she just laughed and said they were her co workers. i said in that case sit on down and i will definitely buy you a drink.so to speed things up we spent the rest of the night sitting alone and getting gloriously annihilated. we even did a. I managed to hide it by standing closely into the corner whilstI washed the rest of my body, but my shorts were in the middle and I wasgoing to need them. "Fuck", even the imminent horror of having to turnaround with a boner in the male showers, did not make it subside. I could feel the stare of the others behind awaiting their turn, so Igrabbed my towel from the hook above, wrapped it around my waist, grabbedmy shorts and shot out. I'd fortunately brought a beach towel with me sohad enough.