Date: Wed, 18 Dec 2013 11:52:58 -0800
From: mariner1931@cox.net
Subject: Cart Boy #2

Cart Boy

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Chapter #2

My quick tryst with the cart boy of AA & A Discounters remained on my mind
and even a wet dream or two and I was anxious for another visit remembering
that he had said 'same time, same day.'

The parking lot seemed to be fuller than I remembered when I pulled in and
it took me a few minutes to find a spot close to one of the shopping cart
assembly areas.

I had arrived later in the day than I normally did but, a quick glance
around the parking lot did not reveal if my cart boy was working or not.

After locking the car, I was walking to the entrance when my 'cart boy'
came through the automatic doors. We both hesitated for just a moment and
then, in a sort of surprised tone, he said, "I wasn't really sure you were
going to be here but I was late and, I thought I might have missed you."

"I am running just a little late," I replied, grinning a little as memories
of the previous week flashed through my mind.

We shifted from in front of the door way to where we would not be in the
way of other customers and I did a quick evaluation of when I had seen him
last.

His jeans seemed to be snugger than I remembered and, there was a very
definite bulge resting to the left of his zipper. His shoulders were broad
and his waist as small as I remembered. He was wearing a dark blue almost
black open throated pullover underneath a tan, grey felt lined windbreaker
jacket.  His hair was still unruly and seemed to be more blond that the ash
color and there was a faint twinkle in his dark blue eyes.  When I had met
him earlier, he seemed to be 14 or 15 years old but seeing him up close and
not through a door crack, he appeared to be maybe 17 yrs old and it was
obvious that he was a well-developed young man.

I was lost in reverie when he said, "do you have much shopping to do?"

"Huh, oh no, not that much" I said. "It shouldn't take me half an hour or
so but I don't have to rush," I replied.

His grin broadened and he glanced around as he whispered, "My shift is over
at five if you want too hook up."

I felt the tell tale surge in my groin, the prelude to an aching hardon as
he spoke. He emphasized 'hook up' by brushing the bulge in his jeans.

"My car is parked over by the cart shelter in Section 5. You an meet me
there if that is okay?"

"See you there," he said, his eyes flashiing as he moved away.

'Forty-five minutes.' I mused, my eyes following as he moved.

TBC