to start, i'm sorry if the previous post seemed angry. it wasn't really my intention. i was trying to get some common questions or very interesting questions answered. i guess the one about the man wanting to be my "sugar daddy" got to me a little. when i write these things, it is a solid stream of emotion or feeling without really thinking. i think it gives it honesty and openness to who i am. i am hoping to make answering e-mail a regular part of the blog. in order to do it, i need some variety of email, or people e-mailing me. (insert shameless plug) if you read the blog and don't e-mail me, please do with questions, comments, stories; i would love to hear from you. if you know someone that likes these sort of blogs suggest it to them. now to the good stuff!
on sunday i went to target to get some necessities. i was walking around and i saw this really cute skirt. i was looking through the sizes so i could go try it on. this guy comes up to me and says "that skirt would look great on you." i thanked him, smiling, and i was telling him that it looked cute so i was checking to see if they had my size. he was pretty good looking, i would guess around 6 foot, in pretty good shape (didn't have a belly but didn't have muscles bulging everywhere), but what got me was his eyes and courage to approach me. i look into someones eyes as i talk to them, to me its a common courtesy to let them know that you are paying attention, plus you can tell so much by looking into someones eyes. his eyes told me that he was being sincere with his flirting and not some stalker type.
i picked up my size, started heading toward the changing room and we were still talking. i saw a shirt on the way, stopped looked at it, and he says that would look great together (i'm thinking sorry for the stereotype that he was gay or something). i agreed again, i told him to stick around for a minute so i could get his opinion. i got changed, i was getting a little wet with this guy to be honest, and exited the changing room.
him: wow, you look fantastic
me: thank you
him: your legs look great in that skirt especially in that tan.
me: thanks again.
on my way back into the changing room, i "accidentally" knock something over. i bent over to pick it up making sure that he noticed my ass. (my little gay check, i will explain at the end) i caught him checking out my ass as i bent over out of the corner of my eye. i needed to change, get out and get his number. i came out and thank goodness he was still waiting. we walked up to the registers. the whole time i was flirting with him. i was doing the arm touch, smiling, laughing, complimenting him, and (this one is so girly) the hair flip. we both checked out on the same line. we got out of the building and i got his number.
i was so worked up by his confidence and those eyes. i could look into those eyes for a long time, they told so much about him. i could tell that he was a passionate, kind person. i was very horny now, pussy wet, i could feel my panties sticking to my lips. i got in the car and started out of the parking lot. i couldn't take it so i pulled my little vibrator out of my purse. i unbuttoned my pants. the familiar buzz entered my car as i started to use it on my clit. i let out a gasp of air, it was just what i needed. it was hard to keep my attention on the road as i used my toy on myself. biting my lip, so it didn't look so bad to others passing by me. it got so intense i had to pull over. i found a spot in a parking lot that was not surrounded by cars. i quickly got back to my vibrator. in seconds, i cummed there in my car. my pants unbuttoned, wearing my panties. my pussy covered in my juices, feeling the wetness all over my panties. i turned off my vibrator, tasted the end of it before putting it in my purse and buttoned my pants. i quickly made my way back to the dorm. i got out of the car and there was a wet spot on the front of my pants. i carried the bag in front of me on my way to my room.
it was so fucking hot. i don't know who saw me doing it in the car, but i don't really care. it was such a build up and release. it was so freaking satisfying. it makes me wet thinking about it. for my opinion, sexy is a state of mind whether your a guy or girl. what mostly makes someone sexy to me is confidence. it makes the biggest difference. if you are reasonably attractive and confident, you stand a chance with me. you don't need to be brad pitt to get a good looking girl; be confident in who you are and what you are selling, yourself. i warn you not to go overboard, you just become a dick then. the gay test: it is a fact of life that any straight man will check out a girl's ass if he finds her physically attractive. it doesn't matter if you are an ass man or not. you can deny it all you want but you know you do it, women know you do it. my question to the guys and i want email on this, what are you thinking when you do it (be free to tell me what you really think, i want to know)?
- miss wolfe