THICK(7)

“Actually I’m just on my way to the store. I’m out of so many things and I’ve been living off those Chinese leftovers for far too long,” She says, and I realize I should have sent her dinner again these past few days. “Do you want to come with me?”

“Me?” I ask and look behind me.

She giggles and nods. “Yeah, I’m just going to the store at the end of the block. It’s a beautiful day and I was going to walk.”

“Okay yeah.” I wonder if I agree too quickly as I grab my key and lock my door.

She takes the bread I made her into her apartment before she locks her door and we walk to the end of the hall.

“Sorry, I’ve got to take the stairs. I can meet you down in the lobby,” I say as I point to the door beside the elevator.

“Why?” she asks when she looks at it.

“I’m too big,” I say with embarrassment. I shove my hands in my pockets and walk to the door and I feel her small hand wrap around my forearm.

“It’s only a couple of flights. I could use the exercise,” She says.

“You don’t need anything,” I say as I look down her small curvy body.

My thick cock hangs hard between my legs and I have to remind myself to calm down before I scare her away.

“That’s sweet of you to say,” she says while we walk down the stairs and out into the lobby.

“It’s just the truth.” I keep my hands in my pockets so I don’t reach for her, but when we go outside I feel her small hand on my forearm again.

The sidewalk is busy and I know she’s just doing it to keep from getting pushed around, but most people that see me step out of the way. It’s part of the reason I don’t like to go out much. The stares are hard enough to deal with. When I do go grocery shopping it’s always late at night to the twenty-four-hour store. It’s fewer people and fewer looks as I load up on stuff I can’t get online.

I don’t mention that I was just at the store two days ago. Instead I’ll just grab a few things and make it seem like I had to go to the store, too. I’m still surprised we ran into one another instead of me having to knock on her door. And then she asked me to come with her, so that has to be a good sign. Right?

The walk to the store is too quick, or at least the time passes by too fast. It always feels like that when I’m with Teeny. Time somehow speeds up and it’s never enough.

“Why don’t you push the cart so I can check off my list?” she suggests, and I agree. “Let’s see, I’ve got a ton on here, but just throw in whatever you need and we can divide it up when we get to the end.”

I nod as we walk down the aisles and she puts stuff in the basket. She talks the whole time about her favorite foods and what her mom cooks that she likes best. She asks me about the breads I make and when we get to the baking aisle I get some supplies for her and tell her I’ll teach her some simple recipes.

Knowing that I’m going to get to see her again without making an excuse makes me feel light and happy. She wants to spend more time with me and that has to mean she wants to get to know me better.

When we get to the aisle with baby stuff, I stop the cart and stare down it. “Um, I guess you don’t need anything on this one?” I make it sound like a question and she shakes her head.

“I’d love to have kids one day.”

“Me too,” I say, and she smiles brightly. Her smile could light up the night sky and I love that it’s because of me.

When she has to stop for toothpaste, it happens to be right beside a row of condoms. Suddenly I notice that there are shelves and shelves of them and they’re practically screaming at me. I tried to put one on when I was younger just to see what it felt like, but it ripped as I was trying to get it on my hard cock. It was the biggest size they made, but it was a two pack. The second one I got on without tearing, but it only rolled halfway down my length.

I glance over at Teeny, who’s looking at the condoms, too. I look down her body and think about my big cock trying to fit inside her. It would be impossible. They don’t make condoms for Bigfoot, so it’s not like I could even do it if I wanted to.

“Do you, um, need anything else?” she asks as she looks up at me and then back to the condoms.

I guess I have been standing here staring at them for a while, but I just shake my head. “Do you?”

She looks at the boxes again and then back at me. Her eyes travel down my chest and stomach to between my legs and I watch as she licks her lips and then looks away. “Not yet.”

My cock swells again and I push the cart ahead to hide it from her. I don’t have anything to cover it up right now, so I just breathe and think about my great aunt Myrtle in a bikini.

I go up to the checkout lane and start to deposit all the stuff on the belt. The girl cashier gasps when she sees me but doesn’t say anything. She starts scanning stuff and Teeny tells me she forgot something and runs back to get it. Before she can get back, the cashier finishes and I pay for Teeny’s stuff.

“Oh gosh, Bull, I’m so sorry. Here, let me give you some cash.” She digs in her purse and I put my hand on top of hers to stop her.

“My treat,” I say and she smiles up at me brightly.

“You really are a big teddy bear,” she says, and I hear the cashier snort.

I look up and she ducks her head as she scans the paper plates Teeny forgot to get the first time. I glance at Teeny and she’s giving a death stare at the girl as she hands over her money. I don’t know why but it warms my chest even though I hate she witnessed that.