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Mall Passion  

rm_tdh4yun34 51M
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12/11/2007 3:52 pm

Last Read:
11/15/2011 6:26 am

Mall Passion


I was in the bookstore at the mall. In the Art section looking thru a photography book on gymnastics when I had this fleeting moment. I caught a glimpse of a pair of legs that were walking by. Not just any legs but there was something to the shape of them. No stockings just toned and tight with the calf muscles giving them this perfect curve. They (along with the rest of her) were lightly tanned. I let my gaze travel up her legs to equally well defined thighs. Her skirt was about halfway up her thigh a nice brown skirt that hugged her figure. I let my eyes roam over her gentle curves she had a bit of meat on her but that let me know this is a real woman. Not so much she was fat but just thick like an Lane Bryant model. My Fav. going higher I could see the skirt was actually a dress that was hugging her C cups very snuggly. The book she was holding was about Rodin (a classic sculptor for those who don't know) The book was now blocking my view of her cleavage but I could make out a very well manicured hand. The sleeves on the dress hugged her forearms and that just intrigued me more as much as the fact that her 3/4 length black leather car coat was now...facing me!!! It was like oh shit, I've been lost in admiring her and now from her body position I knew she was now looking at me. So since I wasn't done looking I slowly tilted my head to finally look into her eyes...that were covered with dark sunglasses. This woman was not from around here.

You do know the books are on the shelf

She said with a Eastern European accent. Her voice had a hint of condescending tone to it. Kinda like how dare you stare at me. Despite her 5'2" frame I could see her expression was very self assured.

I would apologize but this is the first time I've seen art admire itself.

My reply was not what she expected. She tilted her head forward and peered over her shades. I bet many a man lost it when he was staring into those liquid blue eyes.

You shouldn’t stare at people. It isn’t polite.

I wasn’t staring at you.

Her expression changed I could see a little confussion about what I said.

I was admiring a very beautiful work of art.

She turned her back to me and put the book back on the shelf and walked away. Then she stopped.

Some people don’t want to be admired.

I caught up to her and leaned in next to her ear and whispered...

True, some people don’t. You are not one of those people.

For some reason I was feeling more cool and manly around her even though I thought in any other case she was out of my league. This time I pressed on. I offered her my arm and she walked away. That was her mistake because those legs were saying to mecome on follow usSo follow her I did. I followed her into a very crowded shoe store. She was wearing a kind of black slingback closed toe 3in heel. I waited till she spoke with a salesman and he went to try and make his way to the back of the store. When he emerged I told him I would take the shoes to my girlfriend but sent him to get one that I picked out in her size. I took the shoes to her and kneeled in front of her. She now had the shades off. Her foot was extended (I guess for the salesman to put her shoe on) I took her very small and very well manicured foot and slipped off the shoe to put on the ones she picked out. She never looked down until I said

These aren’t you

Her head looked down at me with a annoyed amusement. The auburn hair framing her face let me really see how attractive this woman was.

Are you some kind of stalker? she asked.

No but I have something that you’ll like a bit better.

As if on cue the salesman returned with the shoes I selected. He looked at me like what are you doing. I asked him,

What was your name again sir?

He stated,”Alex”

Well thank you Alex, that will be all. You can assist someone else.

and off he went. I reached out to touch mystery woman’s foot and paused to speak to her.

You know it is all their fault.

I motioned at her legs,

They compelled me to follow you, may I?

She looked at me questioningly. I placed the brown suede 3in heels on her feet then holding her foot I placed her heel on my shoulder and slid my hands up her ankles and felt her calves. She was now breathing heavily and her skin was hot to the touch. I lowered her foot to the floor and repeated with the other leg. Running my hands up her leg this time to her thigh. Taking her shades I placed them on her face then carressed her cheek. “You’ll love the way you look.” She rose and went to admire herself in the mirror. I went back to Alex the Salesman and purchased the shoes but told him she’ll be wearing them out. I left a note telling her “True art should always be admired.” Then dissappeared into the mall thinking I might as well head for home. I was making my way back to my truck and had just hit the unlock on my key chain. When I could hear that familar click clack of heels on pavement. I opened the door and waited till the heels stopped behind me.

GET IN.

She climbed in and was scooting over when I grabbed her left leg and swung her around so that her feet were facing me and she was leaning against the passenger door. Her dress had ridden up her thighs and the sheer panties she had on came into view. I grabbed the panties with one hand and half ripped them off. Then pulling her forward I began to eat her pussy like we had been together before. I spread her labia and put my tongue inside to find that she was already wet with excitement. I knew in daylight in the mall parking lot there wasn’t much time so I focused on her exposed clit and sucked lightly on it while circling my tongue around it. I put my index and middle finger inside of her and gently rubbed her g-spot. I could feel her growing tighter as I fingered and licked her. It felt as if she was squeezing me out. Then I felt her spasms but she never once moaned. I was determined to have her at least moan once. I needed to hear that from her for some reason. I know that it was feeling good for her cause my hand and the seat were wet with her juices. Now I was upset that she was denying me the pleasure of hearing her pleasure so I made my tongue into a crease and licked and sucked her clit into my mouth while my fingers made motions of “come here “ inside her. That did it. She said something very calmly in a language I don’t know then said softly, “beautiful” and her spasming seized my fingers as she shot her female cum in a straight sweet sticky stream into my mouth. Her legs trembled and except for her giving a soft cooing sound nothing else was said. I helped her from my truck. As she pulled her dress down I moved behind her to move her hair to the side and planted a hot kiss on the back of her neck. Then I whispered to her. “So that everytime you adjust your hair you’ll remember me.” She straightened up and walked that sexy walk back toward the mall. Her panty remnants were in my car as well as her bag containing the other shoes. I guess the salesman put them in the box. Out of nostalgia I pulled one out to look at it and a receipt fell out. It read:

Next weekend. Victoria’s Secret.
I hope to see you.
XxX
-Blue


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