A single short story this time.Maybe not what you guessed but enjoy the read.
A hot summer day and I need to be at the bank depositing a check. The queue is long and a lady in a short skirt, high heels is standing in front of me. I cannot help but look up from her black heels and smooth shaved legs slightly tanned up to the edge of her purple skirt wrapped tight around her thighs. A medium sized belt swung around her waist bringing out her delicious grab-able hips. Her upper body is wearing a tight white top with purple flowers print tugged neatly down her skirt.
The smell of roses fill my nostrils when I am bumped from behind. The scent being from her brown curly hair my face just being pushed in. This is heaven.Is this what they mean with smelling the roses, if so I want it every day.
She turns around and I apologize for bumping into her and she replies with a smile of her ruby red lips and wink of her blue eyes. Her front is just as round and squishy. What am I thinking, I sound like a pervert thinking only of sex. I just can’t help it. That bright golden locket shimmering right above her cleavage. Eyes up, eyes up is all I can think of, hell one last peek. DAMN
She turns around with a slight mischievous smile, she bends over pressing her firm round and sexy ass against my shorts, picking up her groceries and a small white purse that was on top. Wiggling even and looking back over her shoulder, winking like a little devil. She is asking for it, I should just slap… No I can’t, not in here, Argggh.
What is happening, I cannot let this happen. Why now, why here in this busy bank? What will they think of me? Sweat poring down my face and cheeks of red. She did that on purpose, maybe I should… no she would never want me. That felt so good, no I cannot think that way. But a cup of coffee couldn’t hurt. One last look from her blue eyes and red lips smiling tilt me over the edge. Damn that tease of a woman.
My head turns even more red as she walks away and my mind is set on the most erotic of dreams. I keep my hand lowered to hide my excitement. This should not happen, not here in a bank. I need to focus, clear my head, but my eyes keep gazing at the purple skirt trying to imagine what the underwear would be like. This is getting painful. My head looking around and around sweating, even through my shirt, what will they think of me.
“Next” is the word that brought me with both feet on earth and I raise one hand to make sure they know its me.
Soon as I want to make a move to the counter the lady looks at me with a surprised look and waves a arm. My nerves are getting the best of me, Did she see?
The next thing I knew when I reached the counter was a gun in my ear and a man telling me to raise my hands and drop my weapon. Before I could even utter a word I am being pushed to the ground. Face kissing the floor and a knee is pressed on my lower back. I can feel the gun against the back of my neck. But that is not the worst.
Pain is shooting through me as if I am an electric appliance and it is making me scream. The pain is unbearable and I reach down with my hand trying to make some room. A shot is the last thing I hear and with that bang I find myself awake and jumping up in pain holding my crotch.
Damn it was another dream gone wrong.
So it was not a usual Sensual Sunday Story but still. Hope that it was fun to read, made me smile writing it.
Just let me know what you thought.
Happy Sensual Sunday.