It is a weekly trip to the grocery store. A routine errand to stock up on essentials and perhaps a few treats. To think about all the healthier options I should pick before I put the cookie dough ice cream in my cart. It was just meant to be a quick trip, maybe thirty minutes.

I never expected to see you.

As I peruse some ovenbake pizza options in the frozen food section, a young couple turns the corner. At first glance, they seem like just another pair of individuals I would never have reason to notice. But then I do a double take as it clicks in my mind who the female of the couple is. Your hair is a different style and color. Your fashion is much more conservative. But that pretty face and those delicious curves are unmistakable to me.

When you finally made eye contact, I saw the fear in your eyes. It is impossible to resist now. After all, I always took such pleasure in making you squirm.

"Oh my god!" I yell. "No way!" I call your name and push my cart in your direction.

The nice looking man beside you is caught off guard, but turns to me with a polite smile. "Babe, do you know her?"

"Know me?" I repeat before you can answer. "We are great friends from way back!" Some level of relief rolls over your expression as I use the word 'friends.' But somewhere behind those big doe eyes of yours is the knowledge of how much more than friends we were. Memories flash in my mind; the times I rode your face, your bottom on display to me during a routine spanking session, the orgies I took you to where I made sure your ass and pussy were treated like a sapphic buffet.

While I knew we had our fun, I also knew I had broken your heart. Never before did I consider I had hurt you so badly you went back to men.

You back up my claim, and tell the nice man beside you about where we met. I ask who you are with and you introduce your fiance to me.

"I hope I haven't missed my invitation!" I joke. You look nervous again, and I make a little small talk before you make some excuse for your fiance and you to keep shopping. I decline to take up more of your time, but before I leave, I place my hand on your shoulder, look you deep in your eyes, and tell you just how incredibly wonderful it was to see you again, making sure to take in every inch of you with a hungry look up and down your body. I wish you two good luck, and make my exit, knowing it is only a matter of time before you reach out.

DPP,

Hi, I'm Susan, and today I'm looking to play out a scenario where a woman who I used to be quite intimate with comes crawling back to me after a fortuitous run-in, which is all that is needed to re-ignite your tragically suppressed pussy addiction.

DMs preferred. Please tell me your name.

kl