A Casual Pleasantry — NSFW story

Just a quick little jotting of words. Feedback would be lovely:)

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Sitting in the corner chair, I am reading my book–a Hemingway collection–as she elegantly

approaches the seat across from mine.

An older woman, late thirties maybe, with a light brown complexion and dark hair. She smiles–

her smooth, glossed lips parting. Her dimples accentuate her soft face in a beautiful manner.

I pull out my notebook and look down, beginning to take notes of the casual, unknowingly

delightful encounter.

She lets out a deep sigh and sits down, her lovely curves filling out her skirt and blouse.

“Hemingway, eh?” The question directed at me, I look up just as she is uncrossing her legs,

to shift her body. I try not to stare as her legs open, but I am absolutely delighted by her

lacy pantyhose which run up her perfect thighs.

I manage to utter out a dazed “yeah,” trying my absolute hardest not to show the hot redness

I feel approaching my cheeks.

She smiles again; she knows what she did. She looks me up and down and lets out a soft laugh,

likely at my shifting–which is utterly failing to hide the reaction from my previous view.

I feel like too often, things come too easy in these stories. It begins with an encounter,

and then it is straight to fucking. Although that, that is not reality; for as I sit here

and wonder, I am pleased by nothing but the casual pleasantries exchanged by two people.

Although, that doesn’t stop my mind from wandering…