A few days later Tami was counting pennies inside her cash register when she looked up to see a friend of hers approach.
It was Hal, a man who stopped in the market practically every day for various odds and ends. He was at least seventy years old, with greying hair and a slight shuffle in his gait. Tami regarded him as she would an older relative who she could tell her problems to.
Even at his age he was as spry as many younger people, full of talk and laughter to offer to others.
"Hi, Hal," she greeted him.
"How are you, Tami?"
She closed her register.
"Tami, what time do you have lunch?"
"I think I'll be out today about 12:14…"
Looking intently at her, he continued, "Why don't we go out to eat… say, down at the restaurant, maybe?"
Tami thought this was sweet. Hal and she had often planned to do this one day, but somehow had never gotten around to it. Plus, he was a widower and lived alone.
"O.K. Hal."
"And then maybe you can take the afternoon off-we'll go to the movies… or something."
Tami laughed at this suggestion. "Leo won't think too much of that idea."
"Anyway, she said, "There's not much playing that I'd like to see… except maybe "The Wild…"
He cut her off before she could finish.
"Never mind, we won't go to the movies."
"Well, what else is there to do?"
"I dunno. Listen. We'll skip lunch and have dinner together. Then we can go to…"
He paused.
Tami's suspicion started to prickle.
"Go where, Hal?"
"Oh, to a motel, maybe…"
"Hal?!"
Tami had never suspected him to suggest such a thing. Of all the people she knew, he seemed to be one of the most innocent and easy going of them all.
"It wouldn't be any problem, Tami. You wouldn't have to do much, just…"
"Forget it, Hal."
She turned away to sort out some cigarette coupons.
"Tami," Hal continued, "Remember the car? You want to keep it, don't you?"
When the girl had first begun her job at the supermarket, she had very little money left after her rent and bills were paid. Occasionally she lamented this fact to her friend Hal. At one point, the old car she owned had broken down beyond the point of repair and she had to rely on rides from others to get to work.
Tami had seen a beautiful car for sale at a nearby garage and told Hal how much she would love to own it. He kept promising her that someday she would get it-finally, after several months she saved enough to provide the down payment on the vehicle.
She still paid monthly installments and her savings continued to dwindle. Hal knew that she worried about money, and he had a solution to her problems.
"I remember. What about it?"
Reaching in his pocket, he pulled out a piece of paper and tossed it on the counter. Tami's curiosity got the better of her and she picked it up.
"Hal!!! A thousand dollars!"
"That's right."
"I can't take a check like this!"
Filled with confusion, she handed it hack.
"Tami, I know how much this means to you."
A customer moved up to Tami's register wheeling a cartful of groceries.
"Right here. Ma'am," she said absently as she cleared the counter.
"I'll be back later."
Hal left the store.
As she worked, Tami pondered what Hal had done. Apparently he was totally serious. But-he was like a grandfather to her. He probably wants me to jerk him off or something, she thought to herself.
Just imagining such a scene was enough to make her laugh and shudder simultaneously.
Thirty minutes later he returned. Waiting until her aisle was clear of customers, Hal advanced to the register. As soon as Tami saw him, something clicked in her brain and she knew that she would agree to his scheme. Money wasn't really the important factor-no, she didn't really care about that at all. Hal was so good to her, and besides, he was getting older all the time and deserved whatever pleasure he could obtain.
"Well, Tami… you said you won't take my check. Here's something else instead."
On the counter he placed a wad of green-backs. Tami couldn't believe what was going on-she picked them up-there were seven one hundred dollar bills in her hand.
"Hal!"
"Cash on the line, Tami."
She laughed. "What happened to the rest?" She flicked the money as if it were a deck of cards.
"I didn't want to carry around too much cash…"
"Oh, I see."
Silence.
"Hal, I'll see you at 12:15."
The man's eyes lit up.
When her lunch break arrived, she hurried to the front door. Hal stood there waiting. He carried a box and a paper bag full of groceries.
"Come with me," she whispered.
"But aren't We…?"
"Just follow me."
She led him back into the hallway, checking to make sure no one else was nearby. Opening the door, she directed Hal to enter behind her. He looked in and around confusedly.
"What's all this?"
"Well, Hal, it's a long story. I've got a little room here to relax in. Don't ask questions. Just enjoy."
"Sure, Tami."
She mixed drinks for both of them and sat down beside Hal.
"So what can I do for you?"
He shifted uncomfortably.
"I don't know, just show me what you feel like doing, that's all…"
Inspired by the alcohol, she selected a record to which she could dance. It was a hard rock tune with a heavy under beat. She swayed to get into the rhythm while Hal devoured his drink. Shortly she felt so invigorated by the music that she started to really let loose.
Hal's interest increased as she began to bounce her nymph-like body to and fro. She bobbed and shook freely, her tit-melons springing up like pointy directional signals.
"That's nice, sweetie."
She fluttered on around the room, twisting her torso in time to the beat. As it got more into her blood her movements became more seductive.
Tami undulated and rubbed her hands up and down her thighs. The feeling got her turned on to the flexibility of her arms and legs. She stretched them in a cat-like dance, coming closer to Hal with each movement.
"Closer. Babe."
An alcoholic mist shaded his eyes.
She complied by cavorting in front of Hal. Her hands now moved over her hard breasts, fingering their outline through her smock.
He greatly enjoyed seeing this. In excitement his hands went to his zipper and started to tug. Soon his pud was free, hanging flaccidly outside of its pouch.
Tami parted her uniform, fully exposing her dawn-pink boobs. She leaned over so the red tips of her knockers aimed towards his cavernous mouth.
Like a lizard's, his long tongue flicked out towards its prey. Barely touching the surface of the teat, he drew the muscle back in.
"Oh, Hal, please kiss them."
While placing one hand on his rod and squeezing it in time to the rock music, he sucked on her knob.
This delighted Tami and made her begin to feel horny. It seemed her blood got hotter at the same time that the intensity of the current song built up.
Hal had obviously had many juicy tits in his mouth during his lifetime. It was apparent in the way he took it-chewing with an alternate fever and slackness which titillated the filly enormously.
The hard reddish flesh stretched as he wet its wrinkly surface with his slithery tongue.
"Ummmmmmmm, I like that," murmured Tami as Hal tickled her even more. He grabbed harder at his cock and it seemed to develop more rigidity. He guided her arms around his neck to indicate that she wanted a wet kiss.
Tami planted a damp smacker on the man's pliant red lips. Thus stimulated, he returned a hard French kiss.
The moist tip of Hal's tongue snuck into every corner of Tami's mouth. It reached over the gum, scoured the teeth, and made its way to the head of her throat.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, yeah," they both sighed together.
Pulling away from Hal's grasp, she began a new dance. Her tits swing assuredly, knowingly, his eyes took in each slight movement of those sumptuous boobs. With each glance he felt his reproductive organ become firmer.
Tami's slender polished fingernails lingered on her pointy nipples. She twirled them until they took on a bloody purplish hue. Her hips and thighs now grinded sexily to the music, as she brought herself higher and higher. Hal also focused on his own body. With cock solidly in hand, he commenced pumping it.
"Yeah, Hal… take your cock.., make it nice and hard!!"
Quickly she pranced closer and slid the prick into her mouth. For a full three minutes at least she pulled and sucked his vibrating beige wanger. Concentrating on the head served to bring it to an erection rapidly. She admired how hard he got in such a short time, especially considering his advanced age.
"You must've been quite a stud in your day," Tami commented as her hands took over the job of jerking him off.
"Oh, I've had my share… " He closed his eyes in sensual transport.
She returned to her snaky dance-moving and humming softly with her purring Voice. In a heat the girl took off her smock. It fell to the floor in a circle around her ankles.
Daintily she stepped out of it and broke into a shaking step. Now her boobs shook in a blur. Hal looked up to see this sexy spectacle. He caressed his pecker at the same time. It was now sufficiently hard for him to he sure he would soon have an orgasm.
Tami's fingers sought out her triangular muff and promptly embarked on an attempt to stimulate it by dart-like pokes of her fingers. Her curly pubes spiraled around each other like a hairy maze which she sought to untangle. Touching the flesh below this forest brought her sensual responses to attention.
Hal licked his lips as he cranked himself some more. He longed to see his yellow cream spurt rapidly from the head of his slightly curving cock.
"Yaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!" he yelled. Sweat formed on his brow from the amount- of exertion necessary to stimulate himself sufficiently to have a strong climax.
Meanwhile Tami's excitement level was also close to the point of eruption. With thumb and forefinger she whipped her cunt flap into a maniacal dither. Each flick and wrench of the delicate pink piece of hanging clitoris further got her greased and ready.
"Mmmmmmmmmm, sugar-I'm getting good and hot," muttered Hal, whose cock now stood almost parallel to his legs. He was quite pleased that he could still get it up like he used to. In his younger days he was known as "The Rammer" from being able to shove his dick further up a cunt than practically anybody else that he knew.
On he pumped, tugging the plump organ so that all his semen would crowd up toward its fat fleshy head.
Tami fingered herself faster now, brutally vibrating the ditty with all her might. She wanted to come at the same time as Hal-and she knew that her time was rapidly approaching.
"Uugggghhhhhhhh," screamed the man as his hands violently assaulted his cock.
After a couple more rough tugs he started to give head.
"Aaaaaaaaaggggghhhhhhh yeeeeeaaaaahhhh!!!!!!"
His face twisted into a purplish contortion from the concentration and intensity of his orgasm.
Instantly the girl felt herself give way to torrents of bodily release. Her steaming vagina started to become saturated by bursts of sticky cum.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh!!!" The sexual gratification she felt was so intense that she couldn't coherently verbalize the sensation.
The little room was filled with the sound of their moans-his deeper masculine growls merged with her higher-pitched feminine gasps.
Eventually they regained their wind, and after a parting drink Tami returned to her register… but not before she had replaced all of Hal's money, except for one bill, in his pocket, when he wasn't looking.