I slowed my pace to a crawl, then stopped. There were two other shoppers in the aisle and I hoped they would leave first while the woman stayed. I had...screwed up my courage to speak to her.I got lucky again as the other two shoppers moved on, leaving only the woman and me in the aisle. I began moving toward her. When I was a few feet away, she spotted me again and moved her basket over, cheerfully apologizing for being in my way. Gathering my courage, I motored on... and stopped right in front. I told her that we would play a little game then. "Your hands are my hands" I told her. And then I started giving her instructions on what 'my hands' were doing. Soon, 'my hands' had her completely naked and 'my hands' had two fingers inside of her. I told her my hands were increasing the pace. Her breathing started getting more rapid and her moans became more pronounced. The tension in my pants was too much for me to take at this point. I rested the phone on my shoulder and freed the BBC. He got in closely next to me as our eyes met and our arms went tightly around each other. "You're so exciting, sweetheart" I said as our hot lips came together in a passion filled expression of love for each other. His hot, silky tongue forced it's way into my mouth as my own tongue began playing with his and I moaned in pleasure and acceptance. His body was moist from the shower and very hot as we dry humped ourselves to excitement. Soon his cock found mine and we rubbed them against each. After looking in on the kids, who were in bed sleeping, I took a shower and was greeted by this sexy woman who I married holding a towel in one hand and hot mug of coco. I’ll never forget how she had dried me off, she spent more time drying Mr. Woody woodpecker then any other part of my body. We spent the next 30 minutes French kissing and caressing each other and then ended up giggling and teasing the other, it was wonderful being home with someone you really loved. Formalities aside, we were.