There’s a Starbucks downstairs in the building I work in. I go down there on my breaks. This morning my coworker Shelly and I went down on our break, she mentioned there was a guy staring at me. She said don’t look but of course I did. A person always looks when someone says don’t look!
I recognized him, I’ve seen him there before. He’s a really big guy, late 50’s, combover, creepy I guess. She said he always stares at me when he sees me. She asked me if I was creeped out, and said she would be.
I said no and changed the subject to something else. In the back of my mind I kept thinking about it though. Her lips moved and I pretended to be in the conversation but I really wasn’t.
You see, I know what he wants. I don’t think he’s a creep even though he’s creepy looking, and I don’t find him attractive, but I do find the situation and his lust attractive. I know he wants to fuck me. I wonder what he’s thinking as he stares at me. I could feel his eyes on me even when I wasn’t looking at him.
Shelly doesn’t know about my secret sex life, some of the things I’ve done and had done to me in the past year since I’ve been single. I don’t tell it, or show it.
He keeps staring. He’s imagining all the things he’d do to me if he had me alone. I know he wants to lift my skirt up, pull my panties down and slide into me. I wonder what he would feel like inside me? I wonder if he’s big, if it would hurt a little. I know I’d be wet so he’d go in easy. My nipples tingle and get hard as I’m thinking about all this. All the while Shelly’s mouth is moving but I have no idea what she’s saying.
I finally snap back to reality and realize I’m wet down there and my nipples are aching. I excuse myself saying I have to pee. On the way to the ladies room I walk by him and he stares down at his newspaper but I hear him say ….
“You smell really nice!”
It kind of takes me by surprise that he’s so bold. I do a little freshen up in the bathroom and compose myself before I go back out. I need an orgasm so bad but there’s no time now. It will have to wait until tonight. I’ll use one of my bigger dildos on myself and fantasize that it’s his big dick pounding me.
He’s gone when I come out. I think he’s going to fuck me at some point!
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