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Sensualips -> Can I do anything else for you? (12/4/2005 2:57:38 PM)
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I have GOT to quit reading the collarme message boards. They only encourage me.
I was just at the grocery store. While absently mindedly digging for my debit card, I heard a voice say, "Ma'am?" My ears perked up.
I turned to see the yummiest little college boy, complete with streaky highlighted hair, hoops earrings, and a black leather jacket - just the way I like 'em.
"Ma'am, may I get these for you?" he repeated, motioning to the bags. Yes, you certainly may, dear boy. Ooo, dark and intense eyes too. Dreamy.
As we walked out, I stared at the back of his head and pictured him kneeling before me with my hands wrapped tightly in his touseled hair. I watched him lean over to stuff bags in my trunk and pictured that tight ass without the jeans, and my hand smacking across it.
"Can I do anything else for you, Ma'am," he asked in that sincere sort of deferring way I love.
Oh yes indeed, I can think of a few things. An involuntary purr escaped from the back of my throat, and I turned it into a cough. As I choked, he reached out and patted/rubbed my back.
"Are you okay," he asked, licking his lower lip slightly and biting it in concern.
"I am fine, thank you" I said politely, once I could speak. I couldn't decide if I was grateful or disappointed he could not be aware of the instant dampness between my thighs.
"It was my privilege," he said, flashing a grin.
Then he turned with the cart and was gone.
Poor polite kid trying to do his job, and I objectify him and make him the object of my fantasies for at least a day and a half. I am ashamed of myself. Where is my Hitachi anyway?
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