It was one of the hottest days of the year and I was sitting in my air conditioned apartment staring at the computer screen trying to think of something erotic to write. But I was having the worst case of writer's block of my career. I would start a story and then couldn't finish because I just wasn't inspired by the plot, the characters or the worst thing of all for an erotic writer- the sex.. It was becoming frustrating but the only saving grace was that I had nothing to do out side and a stack of menus to order in because I had no intention of going out in that heat.
As I stared at the white screen with the taunting cursor blinking at me, I was startled out of my trance by the sound of my apartment intercom. I hit the talk button and asked, "Who is it?"
I was greeted with an enthusiastic, "It's Meeeee!!!"
I buzzed the bell and then unlatched my front door and went back to my desk chair to stair at the screen again.
A few minutes later, the bell rang and I yell out that the door is open come in. I heard the door open and then a giggle and then a voice that asked, "Where are you?"
Over here I said as she turned the corner of the vestibule and walked over to me sitting at my computer.
"Oh it's so cool in here; I knew I had to come over her because my apartment is a hotbox."
"No problem. Grab a seat and watch some TV while I try to finish this story I am working on."
She looked at the blank screen and gave me a quizzical look, "Finish? It doesn't look like you even started."
She leaned over my shoulder and for the first time I noticed her outfit.
"Damn, girl. How did make it between your apartment and over here without getting attacked. That outfit is sick."
She laughed and said, "What do you mean?"
Then she sat on my couch and looked at me and then she leaned back and stretched. Mere words fail me as I try to think of ways to describe what was sitting in front of me. She is about 5'6 inches tall and aptly described as "thick as a chocolate snickers". She had on a baby blue cotton sweat suit that hugged every inch of her voluptuous body. The sweat top was zippered about half way down her and barely contained her 36 DD breasts and then as you look down you see her small waist flare into these beautiful hips and absolutely incredible ass.
So as she stretched cat like in front of me on my couch I just stared as her huge tits just jutted out and up into the air. The cool air of my apartment caused her large nipple to grow erect and the sight was such a rarity that I consciously said to my self remember this picture because you wont see its likes again.
When she finished stretch she sighed softly and said in a light voice barely audible, "I'm horny."
I was about to say something but I pretended that I didn't hear what she said and turned around and went back to my writing or really a blank screen.
