Chance Meeting At Grocery Store Pt 2

“I want it…please. Give it to me, Chuck. Give it–” Before I could get the words out, Chuck shoved his entire cock into my asshole with one thrust. I gasped and stood up straight, and he quickly eased me back down into a bent position again.
Part 1
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Soon after Chuck left, I slipped into some sweatpants, a t-shirt, and seriously began to straighten my place up. I was on that good ol’ proverbial Cloud 9 after my wonderful and unexpected night (and morning), and the butterflies in my stomach were giving me just the energy boost I needed. Within a few hours time, my living room was starting to come together the way I wanted it to. I broke down a mess of boxes and hauled them to the storage room, came back up and rearranged my bedroom into something presentable, and wiped down the kitchen and bathroom until they were spotless. I had just plopped down onto the couch (the couch) for a much needed break when the phone rang. A smile immediately formed on my face.
“Hello?” I said. There was a loud vroom noise in the background followed by Chuck’s voice.
“You hear that?!” he yelled.
“Yeah, what is that? Did you just buy a motorcycle or something?”
“No, I wish. It’s my car, I just picked it up.”
“Great! How’s it running?”
“Like new. Guess I should probably stop revving the engine then, huh?”
“Probably,” I said, nervously fiddling with a piece of string hanging from my t-shirt.
“Listen, have you eaten yet?”
“No, actually. I just finished cleaning up this pigsty a few minutes ago and was just about to flip the TV on.”
“Well, get dressed. I’ll be at your place in an hour.”
“Ha! Where are we going?” I could feel my cheeks growing hot.
“I was thinking we could go out to eat…maybe check out...