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If Only He Knew

I know by the way he looks at me that he likes me. He is far too much of a gentleman to make a move though, and he is at least twice my age. I can tell by the flirty way he looks at me, and how his pupils enlarge when we talk that he sees me as more than someone who works in a pharmacy. About a year ago, he asked me about an infection his wife had on her tummy piercing. I decided to tease him a little and showed him mine. (Purely to ask if the piercing was in the same place, similar type... ok.. well not just that. I wanted to see his reaction.) His eyes nearly popped out of his head, but he did a good job at trying to be detatched about it.

I always wear low cut trousers or a skirt, and I could see his eyes travelling down my tummy. I wriggled a bit more, not enough to let him see anything, but I wanted to plant in his mind the question as to whether I shave or not. (I do) We talked about his wife's problem and I gave him some advice. Oh, if only he knew how horny it made me. I have always had a thing about older men and would love to go to bed with one.. (well, HIM to be precise). I felt that familiar throb between my legs and of course, I was wet as all hell. I carried on with my work for the afternoon, but I couldnt get him out of my head.

As I walked home, I felt so horny. I imagined him following me and when I got in the door, I pulled my trousers off and lay on my back in the lounge. I imagined he was with me and that he was about to fuck my brains out. I lived out the whole fantasy, how he would pull my panties to one side, how he would lick me out first, how he would lick out my tummy piercing, (which drives me wild) and finally, how he would screw me. I even in my head told him about my older man fantasy, and again in my imagination he let me call him 'daddy'. My orgasm was so huge, I actually passed out for a few moments. When I came to, I had obviously squirted (something I do very rarely) and had equally obviously wet myself too. When my partner got home, I screwed his brains out all night.

If the man concerned is reading this, I am MORE than interested in going further than a consultation in a pharmacy!


Posted on: 2008-05-03 00:00:00 | Author: