Woman in the dark

I waited for the traffic lights to turn green and saw the most perfect girl. The way she walked down the road in the lights of the city, moving her amazing ass purposely while lifting her shirt up a notch to give me a better view while moving her hand slowly up her waist erotically.
Time was standing still or at least mobing in slow motion.

The red traffic light lighted up her whole gorgeous body and her beautiful blonde hair hovered in the wind just before giving me a look. A look that made me want to leave everything, a look that made me feel like everything is possible, a look that made me realise how amazing life truly is.

I should’ve just jumped out of my car and abandoned it. Accept anything that might’ve happened if the police showed up. A fine would’ve felt like a gift card.
A gift card you used to get from a relative when you were younger for a birthday gift. Remember how good it felt?

Well i didn’t get out of the car as i probably should’ve. I regret it now and probably will forever. We’ll meet again, hopefully. A man can dream, it’s all i got at this point i’m thinking, as she’s disappearing into the darkness as i’m watching her walk one last time.

Maybe our stars will align and the glass shoe i found will find it’s owner.

(I’m sorry you had to read this, i don’t write, like ever, unless it’s my grocery list๐Ÿ˜…)

๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ #Crying & #Sorry

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oxba42/woman_in_the_dark