I’ve been hitting the gym the past three months in an attempt to look a little sexier. An attempt that has worked out by judging the reactions of guys around me. One such reaction happened this morning.
My morning was pretty standard for waking up alone. If I am not alone, there is usually some morning sex involved. However, today was waking up, getting dressed and going to the gym, a different kind of work out. I chose a pair of dark blue workout tights and a white tank top. After brushing out my hair and putting it in a pony tail, I checked out my ass in the mirror. It was looking good so I grabbed the keys and went out the door. On these days, I will take a piece of fruit to eat in the car and stop in at Starbucks for some liquid wake up.
To my dismay, there was a rather long line when I got to the Starbucks and I couldn’t wait for my coffee so I stood in line. A younger guy, who also looked yummy, walks in line behind me. He was standing there for about a half minute before I hear, “Damn momma, you are fiiinnneee.” I couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear. When anyone hears something like that, it is a must to respond. I turned and thanked him. His eyes lit up with the image of my nipples poking through the material of my top.
He bit his bottom lip, so I inquired if he saw something he liked. He didn’t say anything but nodded his head a little. I had to egg him on now. ”Why so silent now? The pussy cat got your tongue.” I placed emphasis on pussy. This prompted a reaction from him.
“Your man know you talk like this to other guys?”
“He travels a lot and what he doesn’t know… .”
My flirtatious guy took this as a code to take it a bit further. I turned around to place my order and there was a hand placed on my ass. He squeezed it a little. It would be an understatement to say my pussy was wet at this point. I asked the young man what he wanted to drink and ordered his drink. With the orders placed and money exchanged, I walked over to the far side of the counter to wait for my drink. My young friend followed me over like a lost puppy wanting another treat. The barista handed me my drink. Before I left, I handed my young friend one of my contact cards and told him to call me soon.
Dalliance
this girl is back for sure…