The door bell rings and you walk over to answer it. You open the door and a man in his early 40βs is standing there with a package. You look him over and immediately feel at ease as his eyes catch yours and then descend to take in all of your body. You can feel his gaze as it travels down your blouse and you wonder if that pesky button has opened again showing the lacy bra beneath. You dare not look for heβll catch you. You tense as his eyes travel downward to your flat tummy and the top of your shorts. Down further - oh my god, can he see the beginnings of the wetness you know is already appearing? What is it about him that is causing this reaction in you? You steady yourself as he continues to look, lower and lower. His eyes now search your thighs and you wonder if he can see them quivering?
You realize too late that your legs are moving apart. You know it is to make you steadier, but he knows it is your way of letting him know, you are in fact opening your body to him, if you admit it to yourself. You become unnerved by the silence and wish something could be said. The silence is broken by his voice, so comforting and reassuring. Your ears and mind do not work as his words fall meaningless on you. Then as you begin to regain your thoughts his hand is reaching straight toward you. Before you can move or resist the back of his hand brushes your breast as he raises the clipboard for you to sign for the package.
Your eyes lift and meet his as his hand moves rhythmically against your breast. Is it intentional or just trying to get your signature? You realize with a sudden shock that his hand is steady and itβs you moving against his hand. He seems not to be embarrassed, but you are a bit. Your hand then reaches out to grasp the pen and you brush against his hand, so strong and yet so soft. Finally your hand works and you sign. He withdraws and senses your disappointment as the touch is broken. You know without looking your nipple is standing firm and tall, and pushing strongly against the lacy bra beneath.
Embarrassed, your eyes drop and you find yourself staring directly at his crotch. You are aware that your mouth opens, but you are powerless to stop it as you realize his erection is strong and the bulge is not only obvious, but large. Is it seconds or minutes before you realize you are staring? You do not know, but you are aware when you raise your eyes that he has seen where you were looking, and he is very happy to see you looking there. His smile tells the tale and you feel your face become flushed.......
His voice does little to ease you now, but he speaks anyway....asking if you would like to open the box to make sure there is no damage. You nod a yes as you begin to slowly open the small package which has been dented on one side.
You notice the name is yours and the address is correct, but you do not notice the return address. Still your fingers work nervously until finally the package renders its contents to you. Blood rushes to your face as the long slender item falls to the floor with a resounding thud. You stare down at the device as it begins to vibrate from the impact. Your body will not work as it moves with a life of its own until it reaches your foot and attempts to climb to the place it will call home much too often. His voice pierces the deafening hum of the device as he states he guesses that it still works. He reaches down to grasp the device for you. He quickly finds the switch and mercifully turns it off. He does not rise but instead studies the device as if seeing it for the first time.
His eyes lift to the form standing over him. You realize that from below he can see right up your cropped blouse and see what lies beneath. You can almost hear the mental thoughts going through his head as you finally allow your eyes to move downward. Then they meet his eyes and yours. Can he see the pleading in your eyes? Pleading, but for what? For the earth to open and swallow you up so you do not have to face him - or maybe something else. Then as if a great cloud is lifted, he steadies himself, but does not rise immediately. Instead his hand lands lightly on your leg, right above the ankle. He leaves it there for a moment, waiting for a response from you. Getting nothing he slowly moves his hand up your leg. You tense as the hand moves slowly toward your shin. Still you do not move.