We’d gone down to a local restaurant and we’re just sitting in the bar, having a drink and relaxing. Chatting with each other about what happened that day, who’d done something crazy and how things were in general, I kept looking at her.
I’d always had a hard time not just looking at her. It seemed like I could look at her forever, just taking in the sights, so to speak. Her body was, to my mind perfect. Lush, yet petite. Long legs, perfect and encased in nylon hose. I could see the tops of them where her short skirt was hiked up, exposing her upper thighs and hiding the rest in shadow. As she crossed and uncrossed her legs I was thinking “This is the most desirable woman I’ve ever known.”
She’s only about 5’5” but it seems like her legs are at least half of her. Slender and perfectly shaped, they ended in the most perfect ass I’ve encountered. Round but firm and inviting; the flesh taut and smooth. Her belly was slim with no excess, about 23” around. I had always loved looking at her back, slender and perfect with beautiful flanks atop her ass.
As she sat there on the stool, leaning on the bar and chatting with me I noticed how her breasts stretched the thin material encasing her torso, thinking it was remarkable that such a slender woman had such full breasts. Not huge, but a firm C cup with no sag and exquisitely beautiful nipples. And with that firm bounce when she walked that can’t possibly be described as jiggle. They would have looked small on a larger woman, but being only a size 2, they looked large on her small frame.
She, of course, noticed me looking at her. She’d gotten used to it by now and wasn’t self-conscious about it any more. She knew what a visual delight she was to me. Smiling sweetly, she swung around on the bar stool and faced me, still talking and acting completely unaware of what was going on. As she swung around, she provocatively opened her legs a bit and followed my eyes with hers as she observed me looking directly at wh... อ่านทั้งเรื่อง
