I step out of the tall gray building with anticipation. The day is brilliant. The leaves have turned a beautiful shade of red, yellow and gold. They spin around my ankles as I rush to my car. I pause and look over my shoulder to see if I recognize anyone. This secret I refuse to share with anyone but you.
Sitting in my car I stare out of the front window. My skirt has been pushed up to my thighs and I slowly pull it up to my hips. Glancing down I see my thigh high stockings and smile. I close my eyes and think of how much you would like to watch. How much you would like to be here at this very moment. I touch myself. My imagination is working feverishly. Anyone might walk by. I hear your voice whispering in my ear influencing my every move. My fingers are now your fingers. Only moments pass and I sigh my release.
As the wind and leaves chase my heels a smile graces my lips and I step back into the tall gray building.
6 comments:
Ooooo, I like secrets shared, they are the best. You changed your template, this is the one I started with back in the very beginning! :) Hope you are doing well sweetie.
Hi Art, change all around is in order...and I'm doing great. Thank you for asking!
That is very good to hear. I agree, I love change myself!
Sometimes your writing is just... perfect.
Ahhhh, wdky. I'm blushing. Thank you!
I was wondering why my fingers were burning on Tuesday.
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