She was drop-dead gorgeous, tall and lanky, jeans spray-painted on, and a pale yellow top that left her tan tummy exposed, and her nipples poking. On her head, she had one of those Santa caps. I was walking into Starbucks, slowly, as it was late afternoon, about a week before Christmas, and I was dragging. The morning had been very busy, and this was my first break of the day. I had parked the car in the only space I could find, which was on the other side of the world, and was slowly hiking toward a double espresso reward. She came up from behind me, strutting proudly along, passed me by, and was heading into the same shop. I was startled a bit and must have yelped softly, as she turned slightly, gave me a beautiful smile, and apologized for not warning me that she was there. I smiled in turn, waved her on, and admired the view as we marched forward.
Once inside, she ordered one of those holiday specials- pumpkin spice or something like that. I ordered mine, and we both stepped over to the other end of the counter to await our drinks. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She glowed. How can I explain that better? There was just this remarkable aura about her that was incredibly attractive, and yet, she appeared to be actually quite pleasant- not the slightest bit haughty or bitchy. There just aren't many like that walking around in the real world, at least not in mine. She was the highlight of the day.
Of course, I was thinking that it would be incredible to have a woman like that, but at my age, and my shape, I knew that was never going to happen! I think she had probably had a lot of guys tell her this before, but I didn't care. It wasn't real creative, but I was just being honest, not trying to score. I hoped that she would take the compliment and perhaps it would brighten her day. I leaned a bit toward her and said, "Pardon me, please don't think I'm hitting on you- I'm not. I would like to just give you a compliment, okay?" She raised her eyebrow and smiled again. "You are beautiful. I can't remember ever seeing anyone quite like you. There, I said it, and I hope you are not offended. I hope you have a delightful afternoon." Then, I grabbed my coffee, turned and headed outside.
I got to my car, hopped in, and headed back up to the office. As I was driving, I noticed the car behind me flash its lights at me, and then pull alongside at the next stop. It was her.
I rolled down my window, as she opened hers. She gave me one of those blazing grins, and said, "Follow me."
With that, she pulled ahead, cut in front of me, and then made a right turn at the next street. I wasn't quite sure what to do, but before I realized it, I had signaled and made the same turn. She drove steadily across the river, and then headed into a large condo community. I parked next to her car. She had already jumped out, and came around to my driver's side window, as I shut off the engine.
"What you told me at Starbucks, was one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me. I know you weren't trying to be cool, and you just sounded so sweet. I decided I wanted to return the compliment. Come on inside." So once again, I had the pleasure of watching those amazing legs stride ahead of me towards her condo. She unlocked the door, and motioned me inside. She asked me to sit down on the sofa, and that she would be back in a minute. When she entered the room, I glanced up to see her standing there stark naked- except for that Santa cap. She laughed at my reaction- I'm sure my eyes were bugging out, and I could hardly breathe! She closed the shade, which darkened the room, and then danced slowly around lighting candles everywhere. Now the room had a deep, rich glow, and she paused, with her arms crossed in front of her.
