Sydney Australia
20 year recollection.
The lady in the car next to me was probably on her lunch time and reading a newspaper. There was no porn on a screen back then. The sexiest easy on the eye was advertising material or pictures of attractive people in the socialite pages. The paper was propped up on the steering wheel covering her lap.
When I parked next to her I could tell she was watching me.
I could sort of feel it. The glance that’s not a glance.
Because of this feeling as I got out of the car I took my time, fumbled around and checking my stuff just so I could check her out a bit without staring directly.
I got the impression of a 35ish, female, solid bumps uptop, un revealing work wear. Sort of shop assistant for grocery store attire.
I noticed the article she was reading was titled ” the male condition ” and her hand was under the paper but not moving. A style of dress back then was pleated but split in front of a leg with about 10CM overlapping material. A bit like a tennis skirt.
I was sure that she had slipped her hand through the split and was masturbating to the article.
Back then I could go hard in less than 2.5 seconds at the slightest erotic thought.
My mind was racing and I let my dick bulk out but not fully stiffen.
I was wearing jeans, work boots and I knew I was showing off a decent sized bulge.
I locked my car.
I played it cool never looked at her, and casually as I could walked past the front of her car.
I knew that she was watching. I could tell her eyes were hungrily following me. I reached down with my hand to my semi engorged crotch and slowly grabbed my junk and went about rearranging the the toolbox.
(Sort of moving things around to get comfortable, generally done surreptitiously) and went on my way.
Hopefully I gave her a little thrill, (I didn’t want to creep her out) and walked off to do my errands.
When I returned about 30 minutes later her car was still there. She was nowhere to be seen. I noticed she had left the door window down but locked the door knob.
I think I must of made an impression and flustered her.
Anyway I locked it for her and hoped I had made her day.
I often fantasised that I should have gone to her side window and said something like, I can help you with anything you want to know about the male condition and reached in and fingered her until she came or perhaps tried to initiate something or thought to leave her a message.
If the lady is out there, it was a pleasant random encounter.
Thank you
Car park and suburb withheld. 😉
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1015yzj/lunchtime_relaxing