Date: 1/3/2018, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Source: sexstories.com
I glance at my watch running a hand through my hair. What the fuck, I thought, what the hell is that woman doing up there? " Come on, come on," I hear a soft voice say. I glance behind me and see an attractive blonde dressed in a sleek black power suit. Her hair in a page boy, her eyes had a gleam in them. I quickly look back to the front so she wouldn't catch me staring. I check out and check off another one of my errands that I had to do instead of eating. My last run, which as soon as I could complete would leave me a fast and furious fifteen minutes to eat my food, then to the office. I caught a flash of honey blonde and it is the blonde again, right behind me. " I've never been stalked before," I said before my brain processed the entire thought and mapped out any consequences, like being slapped or publicly humiliated. Instead, Ellen gave me one of those dazzling smiles that you see on toothpaste commercials. " Well, I've never stalked anyone before," she said. She arches a perfect eye brow. " So I guess we're even, aren't we?" " I guess," I said. I couldn't stop staring at her. My eyes are doing their own thing by doing a quick up-down-up while she isn't looking. She isn't too tall and she isn't too short, she is a perfect five-seven, five-eight, and looks drop-dead gorgeous in her suit. The jacket dipped low and I can see the crisp immaculate white of her blouse, framed in the V of the collar is a perfect crease of cleavage. I guessed she is a 38B. My eyes went on ...