My boots were broken and I had just the week before discovered a shoe repair shop over near where I worked... now just to remember to put them into the car so I have the with me.
New week means a new roster at work, off I went... having arrived earlier than when the roster would be ready I thought I would wander into the shop and just find out the cost.
Nice surprise when this hottie comes out from the back room... my age group and a nice body that I can glimpse under the big apron.
He asks if he can help me... (oh Lordy, my mind can already visualise the things I want to tell him to help me with) But politeness decrees that first I must speak about the everyday things... I smile and lean a little lower... Wearing a low cut shirt and sexy bras underneath, I have to show a little cleavage... Don't I?
I ask about whether he could fix my play boots... (at this point I dont think he understands my request). I lift them out of the bag soles first and straight away he can see that one of the soles is not there..
"Oh he says is this the problem? I can fix them no worries" I warn him how the missing bits are in a safe place but I am not sure where it is... He hands me a bit of paper and a pen and asks me to jot down my name and number... (there it is... the opportunity to check the marital status) I laugh and ask "sure your wife wont mind you having my number?" he just looks at me blankly and says he isnt married and its for the work job.
Then he goes to finish pulling out the boots from the bag. Unrolling them he realises that they are a pair of CFM's. His eyes open wider. "Gosh they are long boots" he says. I giggle at him and say how I have others that are just like them, but red. He looks back at my grin and cant help but to see the cleavage staring straight at him.
His eyes are trying to look anywhere but at me so I figured I had better do the asking.. just in case he is the shy type. "Do you play on online?" He looks really blankly at me and asks what I mean... On the internet adult sites I explain. He laughs and tells me how he has only just gotten a mobile phone and still hasnt mastered that yet let alone a computer.
So I begin to explain how I love to take and share pics with lots of friends and how now that I have his number I could send some to him on his smart phone. He looks back and tells me how he would not know how to get them... there was a challenge alone. I sent a couple of different pics with the boots and lingerie in them... and a couple with the good cleavage shots in lingerie. Then helped him to open them and look... Have to say that it has been a while since I seen a grown man blush. I told him I would be back in a couple of days to pick them up...
After a day or two that man has gotten to know what I like and how I like things just with the pic gallery I have shared... now to go pick up the boots... I wander into the shop and wait at the counter for him to spot me. Leaning over and resting my elbows on the glass counter again so he can see straight down my shirt. He wanders out with a smile on his face telling me how he has had to put a lock onto his phone to stop his kids seeing the messages on his phone. I just smiled and told him that must be a good thing cos it means he hasnt deleted them. This little hottie really does blush well..