It is right before closing time and there is one last customer in the store that I finish, as I see you walk in with the supplies I ordered. You smile at me and I sheepishly smile back and blush a little. I feel my neck becoming hot and I know how flushed I am. I say goodbye to my customer and close the door behind her. I hope she didn’t see how your presence affected me.
Taking my mask off I come to you and greet you with a handshake. But you stepped a tiny bit closer than usual, making me aware of your body. I look from your chest, up to your shoulders, and finally lock eyes with you and it is your thumb that softly but repeatedly strokes the back of my hand. I feel an electric current roaming from my hand to my chest, turning my nipples into pebbles. And I know one can see them easily, cause I don’t wear padded bras, only thin satin fabric, because I really don’t want any added volume. But that’s the downside, so I break our contact and cross my arms in front of my chest and hope you didn’t see their reaction.