Sometimes when you least expect it...

I was walking out of my local shopping centre one day last week and there's a car in the grocery store click and collect bay that's having groceries loaded into the boot. It has started to rain and the young guy unloading the groceries couldn't possibly pack the boot of this lady's car any faster, he's practically throwing them in there so he can get back inside out of the rain. The driver realises what's happening and starts getting out of her car as it starts to rain a little heavier.

I'm walking past as she gets out and I can't help but stop to lend a hand. Her boot is a fine mess as the young lad races off to get back inside. "Let me help you" I offer as she is clearly annoyed at the lack of service she just received. I help organise her groceries, repacking everything that had ended up loose all over the boot. As I'm finishing up, the rain really starts coming down, it has started absolutely pouring and we are getting soaked. "Quick, hop in". she says, and at this stage, we just had to get out of the rain. Safely out of the rain, we start laughing at the situation we find ourselves in. I thank her for inviting me in out of the down pour, thinking I will just wait it out for a minute or two and then head on my way to my car at the far end of the car park.

We look at each other and for the first time I am taken by how beautiful she is...my guess is mid 30's, shoulder length black hair, albeit very wet hair at this point, piercing blue eyes and gorgeous ample breasts being revealed by her now soaking wet, long sleeve tee she is wearing.

"I just live a couple minutes from here if you want to come back to my place and get dried off, clean yourself up a bit? I can drop you right back to your car?", she asks. "Oh, no that's ok", I said, immediately regretting those words coming out of my mouth! "It's fine, I insist", she said as she started backing the car out of the bay.

She was right, she did live near by, we pulled up to her house about three minutes later. It was a typical suburban, family home, very nice. As the garage door opened I could see a ute in the garage and it seemed obvious she was likely married. "Won't your husband find it unusual that you are bringing a stranger home from the grocery store?" I asked with a nervous chuckle. "Oh, don't worry, he works FIFO and won't be back until next weekend" came the quick reply and a beaming, sultry smile. It's right about now that I begin to think, "Nah, this is too good to be true, she isn't into you at all, she really is just being kind and helping you dry out and warm up".

We hop out of the car and begin bringing the groceries into the kitchen...she disappears for a minute and comes back with a towel, a tee shirt and a pair of jogging pants, "My hubby is about your size, why don't you grab a hot shower and change into these. She leads me through the master into the ensuite and says she will go finish putting the groceries away while I shower.

The hot shower felt really good at this point but I couldn't help but think about where I was and how I ended up there, and how gorgeous my hostess was...heck, i didn't even know this woman's name and I'm in her shower! A couple of minutes pass and I think I better finish up. I get out of the shower and dry myself off. I walk into the bedroom to put on the joggers and tee she had left on the foot of the bed. What I saw next completely stunned me, in the best possible way. There she was, lying on the bed with nothing on and rubbing her mound, fingers glistening as she inserted them into her beautiful pussy. She stared at me and I couldn't hide the instant erection! "That's the reaction I was hoping for" she said, as she beckoned me on to the bed. We shared a deep, passionate kiss and I will never forget how she tasted at that moment, or for that matter, in the moments that followed as I slid down the bed and devoured her soaking wet pussy. She was more than happy to reciprocate and gave me the best blowjob I've had in years. It wasn't long until I was deep inside her and the sound of her moaning will be etched in my memory banks until the end of time.

The next two hours were a blur but it had to come to an end eventually as there were kids needing to be picked up from school. We never did exchange names, and I can't help but wonder what her name was...she seemed like a Hannah to me, or maybe a Sharon, or was it Emma? Needless to say, it doesn't really matter, we will both always have the memory, and thank goodness for Perth's winter down pours!

I don't know what brought us together that day, (ok, I guess it was the rain) but it was clearly an encounter I was not expecting when I dropped into the shops that day. It did however, reaffirm my faith that there are some very horny women out there and it's not just us guys with sex on the brain all the time!