I stood behind her in the produce aisle, admiring her toned physique. She smelled sweet but strong, like freshly squeezed orange juice. "I couldn't help but notice you at the gym," I whispered into her ear. She turned around, blushing slightly, her eyes meeting mine. "Well... hi there," she giggled. "You wouldn't happen to know where I could find some good strawberries, would you?" I smiled, feeling more confident. "I'd be happy to show you," I replied, leading her to the fruit section. As we browsed through the strawberries, our bodies brushed against each other, sending tingles down my spine. "How about I buy you those strawberries, and then we find somewhere more private to enjoy them?" I suggested, running my finger down her arm. Her breath hitched, and she looked at me with those big, bright eyes filled with desire. Without hesitation, she nodded her consent, her cheeks flushing slightly. I quickly grabbed the strawberries and ushered her towards an abandoned garden shed nearby, eager to explore the intimate possibilities that awaited us in the shadows.
