You decide its best to hop out, so she won't find it weird to find a teen hiding between diaper boxes.
"Oh my! Sorry you spooked me cutie. Why were you behind those boxes?" The milf asks you.
"I ummm... i thought i saw a quarter behind them, but i was wrong." You say trying to make up an excuse. "So are just passing through this isle? Or are you grabbing something for a kid?" You ask trying to make small talk.
"Oh no haha, I'm grabbing some for myself. Taco Tuesdays are too rough on my panties, so i thought diapers would hold up to more abuse, and you dont have to clean the after." She said grabbing her usual box of diapers, and throwing it in the cart. "Hold on, I'm getting a text." She says pulling her phone from the bra holding her D sized tits. "Oh darn. One of the girls has canceled on taco Tuesday, and I've already placed the order. Those tacos are going to waste for sure." She puts the phone back in her bra and looks a little upset.
"You know, if the foods going to waist, i could come if you want me too." You say trying to cheer you up.
"Really? You'd do that for us? Your so kind!" The milf says giving you a big hug. She then lets go and reaches up for another box of diapers. "If your coming too, might as well pick up some for you. Don't worry, this ones on me." She says putting it in the cart. "Oh and heres my number." The milf said handing you a card.
You add her number to your contacts, and you get the info for the night. "Thanks! Ill see you later."
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