I still hate Wal-mart... Just not as much as before  

five_speed 41M
3250 posts
9/6/2005 8:55 pm

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I still hate Wal-mart... Just not as much as before

I had to go to wal-mart today. I didn’t want to do it, but I’m tired of eating ramen noodles and baked potatoes. Besides, I’m out of cheese, and I can’t eat a baked potato without cheese. And the laundry is piled way too high because I’m out of detergent and I already washed them all once with no soap. I REALLY hate to go shopping, and wal-mart is the worst, but it’ a one-stop shop.

But I digress.

While in sporting goods (I needed nothing from sporting goods. I don’t even know how I wound up there. That’s the evil of Wal-mart for you. One second you’re looking at dates on milk jugs, and the next second, you’re in Sporting Goods some how, looking at shit you don’t have the time to use.) ‒ but I digress yet again ‒

While in sporting goods, I caught the most alluring scent in the air. It was faint, just barely detectible, but my nostrils flared as I inhaled as much of it as I could. I can’t say what it was exactly… it smelled like the end of summer, of golden roasted sunshine, slow, tired thunder storms, and just a hint of autumn chill ‒ it made me think of dried leaves and trick or treating in the dark ‒ but underneath that, so sublime and yet unmistakable ‒ the scent of a woman's skin.

I looked around, trying to see who might possibly smell so damn good. There was no one. I walked up the main throughway, to the shoe department. The scent died. I back tracked and went the other way, past automotive, skirting the edge of electronics. I caught it again by the photo shop, at the edge of women’s clothing.

Into the racks of underwear and bras I dove, nostrils still flaring as I inhaled the air, searching for the scent that captivated my mind. I ignored the people who gawked at me (It wasn’t until later that I thought back and realized how that must have looked, a grown man snorting around in the women’s underwear section.)

I emerged on the far side of the panty jungle with a bra slung around my neck and a turquoise thong clinging to my ear. I stripped the articles from me and hung a right, back towards shoes. The scent died again. I double-backed again, headed towards the registers. Suddenly, the smell smacked me full in the face, stronger than it had anywhere else. I looked to my right, down the office supplies aisle.

There were three people. I passed the first, a young fellow, maybe 17. I gave him a discrete sniff and got a nose full of hair gel and aftershave, which surprised me. He didn’t look like he’d shaved twice in his entire life. I went on. The second person was an older woman, well into her late sixties, I guessed. She smelled good, like baby powder and chocolate, but it was not what I was after.

The third was a business woman. She wore a black knee-length skirt and a navy blue blouse. She had on hose and conservative heels. Her hair was jet black and pulled up off her ears and neck. She had a dark tan on her neck. She had an attractive shape, not lean, really, but with curves in all the places a woman should have them. Her calves were toned, the skin taunt.

As I drew near, I realized two things: She was definitely the source of the smell, and I had absolutely no idea what I was going to do or say after I covered the last ten feet between us. It dawned upon me that I had just crossed the entire store like a hound dog with it’s nose in the wind, and now that I’d found my rabbit, I had no idea what to do with her.

She was looking at ink pens. I walked behind her to stand on her other side, the one without a basket on her arm. I risked a glance at her. Subdued, conservative make-up, nothing over the top ‒ very professional. I couldn’t tell what color her eyes were, but she had high cheek bones, a little, sharp nose and full lips. She had a really graceful curve to her neck and three stud earrings, all different colors. I guessed she was 35-37. That was all I saw in my glance.

She was looking at boxes of black pens. I picked up a box of my personal favorites and said, “I recommend these, miss. Those you have there are really bad to cramp your fingers.”

She said “Really? Thanks.” She didn’t take the box I offered, but picked up one like it of her own. She turned a little away from me as she looked at the box. I pretended to look through mechanical pencils while I thought about what I should say next. Not one intelligent thought would form in my head. Without realizing what I was doing, I sniffed again. And again.

She looked at me and said “Sounds like you have a touch of a cold.”

I looked at her, realized what I had done, and prayed I was not blushing. Not knowing what else to say, I just laughed, grinned great big and told her the truth.

“No,” I said, “I’m not sick. I just really like that scent you’re wearing. It’s fantastic.”

She smiled back and said “Oh yeah, you really like it?” She held up her hand, to let me smell it better… and also to make sure I saw her wedding band.

I raised an eyebrow as I considered her hand. “You don’t mind?” I asked. She looked at her wedding ring and then back to me, but shook her head. I took her hand gingerly in mine, bent my face to her skin and inhaled… ahhhhh! Fabulous!

I looked over her hand, up her arm to her eyes ‒they were brown. Finally, my brain joined the team, and I knew what I wanted to say. I said,

“No sensation is more exquisite than to have my mind enraptured by the scent of a woman’s skin, only to find her and realize her beauty puts her scent to shame.”

I saw her face change as my words reached her mind. Her eyes widened, and her lips parted slightly as she took a breath. I wondered what other parts of her they reached, but she had made her position clear with the prominent display of her wedding ring. I knew she was enjoying the attention, but that was as far as it could go.

Then, feeling particularly brazen after spouting that mouthful right from the top on my head, I kissed the top of her hand. I let it drop from mine, smiled, and left her there by the ink pens.

I went back to find the cart I had abandoned in sporting goods. When I passed through office supplies again later, she was gone.

I wonder if she bought the pens I suggested?

DefiniteTrouble 50F

9/6/2005 10:31 pm

I'd have ripped your clothes off right there in the freakin office supply isle...damn charming...smooth...ooooooooo la la

rm_1hotwahine 63F
21091 posts
9/6/2005 11:49 pm

And you didn't ask her what it was???

Yeah, I'm still [blog 1hotwahine]

rm_shortsweet98 36F
34 posts
9/7/2005 1:58 am

Your eloquence in words almost matches your beauty in spirit. May lesser men take heed of your finesse.

xx_44DD_xx 51F

9/7/2005 5:49 am


patsam69 51M/51F

9/7/2005 6:07 am

wow! yoou made her day for sure!

dano6332 56M

9/7/2005 6:35 am

Fantastic what an incredible job of showing us mere mortals what eroticism truly is

rm_CookieLips2 61M

9/7/2005 7:52 am

Hey, I'll bet that the next time you go to Wal-Fart that you head straight to the Sporting Goods section! Why do you think they put the "lures" over there?

your_gypsy 51F

9/7/2005 9:12 am

ditto what shortsweet98 said

Theflinkychick 105F

9/7/2005 10:49 am

If I had been that woman, the next thing you would have heard would have been, "Clean up in Aisle 5" cause I would have melted. But what was the fragrance?

Not all who wander are lost.

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:09 pm

Wow, from the response I can see that must have been a good compliment!

I forgot to ask her what the fragrance was called; that was why I went back and tried to find her again, but I kind of have an idea that it wasn't any one thing. When I was near her, I could tell her scent was layered. I think it was a combination of her shampoo, body wash and perfume. But wow, they melded together so well!

Now, to be perfectly fair and honest, I have to say that I am not always so fortunate. In fact, I'd have to call this an exception. I could have very possibly tripped over my own two feet as I walked behind her - I get clumsy when I'm nervous - or I might not have thought of anything to say to her, at least nothing like that.

I've found my wit is sharp and quick when I'm arguing or debating, but it's usually not worth a damn when I need to come up with something nice to sayonthe spot. It sure came through this time though.

Thanks for all the compliments, everyone!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:26 pm

huny, I hope it did make her day. I can still smell her, a full day later.

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:27 pm

Longhairednikki, thank you for stopping by by little corner of blog land!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:29 pm

DT, if we ever happen to meet up by accident in public, I hope you have some one you can call to bail us out of jail, because I don't know anybody outside of WV that can help me out!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:30 pm

1hotwahine... no! I was so pleased with myself that I forgot! DOH!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:31 pm

Shortsweet98, Gypsy, you're both much too kind.

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:32 pm

Jez, I'm sorry I can't help you out. My brain wasn't much help for very long. I think I probably sprained it.

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:33 pm


five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:34 pm

Patsam, good to see you again! You're making my day by coming back to see me again!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:35 pm

T, I'm very glad you like it!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:37 pm

Dano, I put my pants on one leg at a time, buddy, just like everyone else. You can't tell me things like that, because I'll start thinking I'm all that, and then no one will be able to do anything with me!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:37 pm

Dano, also, thanks for dropping by! New faces are always very welcome!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:39 pm


LMFAO - wal FART. too funny. Thank yu very much for stopping by and dropping off a laugh. I hope to see you again soon.

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:41 pm

Travelling, I think we should get together over a couple beers and compare notes. The world would not be safe ever again!

and no, the pricks didn't have any sales worth mentioning. I'd heard their olympic plates were on sale, but my source was wrong.

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:43 pm

Flinky, I'd have caught you and scooped you up! No one will be falling down or melting to the floor on my watch!

five_speed 41M

9/7/2005 4:46 pm

honni, I used to think I wanted to be a knight, but I gave it up after I figured out the truth about Knights in Shining Armor. I do like to compliment women when I have something sincere and nice to say. Sometimes they appreciate it as it was intended - just as an honest compliment - but sometimes they think I'm throwing lines. Oh well, too bad for them, I say.

LIBlonde97 40F
1028 posts
9/9/2005 10:47 am

Wow. That's a good one. Normally I would say "Would you like some crackers to go with that cheese?"

But somehow I can picture you saying it with just that hint of a southern drawl.... and I think I would be rendered equally as breathless.


five_speed 41M

9/9/2005 9:33 pm

LlBlonde97, how did you know I have just a hint of a southern drawl??

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