Trying Not to Stare

I was in the bank the other morning waiting in line and up ahead I noticed a woman who immediately drove me mad. Overall, many guys would probably say she was nothing special – she was probably in her late thirties and had some curves on her frame and wasn’t that tall – but I found myself insanely attracted to her. She had on a full black skirt, almost pleated but not really, that fell around her hips and down to the back of her calves. The skirt had just a hint of shininess to it, and she wore pantyhose, and on her feet were a pair of black pumps that had to be at least four inches tall, maybe five. She was obviously used to wearing them, as she maneuvered around in them just fine. She had on a blue top that fit quite snugly, accentuating the little curves at her waist, and the sleeves were puffy at the shoulders. She had straight dark shoulder-length hair with bangs and glasses. I tried not to stare but my eyes just kept drifting back to her.

It’s funny but I’ve noticed as I’ve gotten a bit older that I find myself more attracted to women who have some curves on their figures – not actually fat, but just some extra meat to accentuate their form. I never was attracted to that type when I was young but for some reason I often find myself noticing women like that now, especially if they’re wearing office wear. A perfect example of that type among fetish models is JJ Plush, who’s really terrific and has done some excellent bondage pictures. Here she is in some girdle pictures.

As for the woman in the bank, if I was a bold kind of guy I would have actually talked to her and said something like, “Hi, I don’t normally do this and I’m not a psycho – in fact I’m on my way to meet a friend for lunch – but I just find you really cute and was wondering if I could have your phone number?” But, well, I’ve never been that kind of guy – if only! Of course, then there would be the inevitable conversation about wanting to tie her up, and then the old, “Oh, and I’m a crossdresser and like to be tied up too. That’s not a problem, is it?” Of course, it often IS a problem, but if you’re ever in that conversation it’s usually best to act like it’s no big deal. So I didn’t talk to her but she certainly showed up later in my daydreams. I’ll probably remember that moment trying not to stare at her for the rest of my life – another one of those mysterious women who gets burned into my memory.

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