I’ve been fantasizing about him for months – and the perfect opportunity is finally here.
I smile as I pull on one of my favorite pink blouses. It shows a healthy amount of boob, and is loose enough that it covers my intrusive belly. Ugh. Well, doesn’t matter. Today I am irresistible. Definitely no bra. I reach down and give my nipples a little pinch. They happily harden and are clearly visible through the thin fabric of my clothing. Perfect.
Sam is a nice boy. Very nice. He’s about 6′, 26 years old, athletic, dusty blond hair and pretty green eyes. His parents are very proud of him. They take every opportunity to brag about him and volunteer his amazing attributes. When I asked if he could help me take some holiday decor down from our attic they were only too happy to give me his number.
From there it was easy to plan. I arranged with him a time that he was home visiting his parents for the holidays. He would come over, help take down the decorations, and I would feed him lunch. Little does he know what else I plan to feed him. I grin a little evilly to myself. This is going to be such fun.