One of the nice things about living where I do, is that, even though it is a single family home neighborhood, many things are an easy walking distance away.
I had changed banks recently. And it so happened that they had a branch in the strip center that was all of an 8 minute walk from my house. A dry cleaner, a few restaurants, and some other retail stores were there as well.
When I had opened my account there, I was sitting at one of the desks waiting on Mike, one of the account reps, to come back with some photocopies.
As I sat there, a woman walked out from behind the teller counter area. My eyes suddenly became preoccupied with her figure. About five foot ten, probably about 160lbs, chesty, shoulder length brown hair, and wearing a pleated skirt with small pleats. I would guess maybe thirty years old. My forty five year old dick nearly jumped out of my pants.
I had always had this thing for nice pleated skirts with the tiny pleats in them. The more easily flowing the material, the better. I don't know what the visual was doing to my brain, but it was definitely sexual stimuli for me.
She sat down at another desk not far away. She glanced my way, and caught me staring. I did my best to appear like I wasn't. I smiled and gave a little hand wave. Failing miserably, I looked away and put my hand on my head like I had an intense migraine. Great. Now she thinks I am some sort of staring creeper. Good job there Ace.
Mike wanders back with paperwork and photocopies. "Ok, I need you to sign the highlighted areas. I will put all your copies in a folder to take with you." He says.
I sign off on them, and get the usual batch of starter checks and he hands me the folder with all my paperwork.
"So can you do auto loans and home equity loans here as well, or do I have to go to the main branch?" I asked him.
"Yes, we can get that all started here. It all eventually goes through the main branch, but we can get all the paperwork going and in most cases, you don't need to go to the main office for anything usually." He says.
"Is there anything else we can do for you today?" Mike says.
"No, that's all for now. Thanks for the help." I say.
I get up and shake his hand. "If you have any questions, my card is in the folder." He says.
"Ok. Thanks. Have a good day." I say. And with that I get up to walk out. Miss hot banker also got up and our paths crossed. She paused to let me walk by, which I was anxious to do before I turned beet red.
Instead, I stopped and turned to her. "Hi. I have to apologize. I didn't mean to be staring earlier."
I held out my hand. "My name is Darik." I said.
She smiled and said, "Hi. I'm Linda. Oh no problem. I'm used to the glances at my age." She said, laughing a bit. "Did you get all your things taken care of?" She asked.
"Yes, thanks. Mike took care of everything."
"Great. Well let me give you my card, in case he's not in." She said, reaching to the desk for her card.
Handing the card to me, she says, "The branch hours are on the back."
I notice she is not wearing a wedding ring.
"Thanks Linda. It was a pleasure to meet you," I said, looking her in the eye, and then letting my eyes drift lower to her cleavage and back up, intentionally.
"You too" she said, smiling with a bit of a knowing look in her eye.
And so off I went, with visions of her breasts in my hands and my tongue buried in her pussy. Goodness. I think I was getting a hard on.
Over the next month or so, I make it a point to stop into the bank and get a printout of my account activity. Not that I needed it. I didn't. But it gave me the opportunity to chat up Linda a few times. Sometimes she was busy with customers and I just enjoyed the view. I knew she caught me looking more than once.
Weeks passed and I was busy with work. The weather was getting nice. Fall was coming. Some of the leaves were starting to drop off the trees.
I had been thinking about getting a different truck. The one I had was getting very high miles on it. So I started checking around. It looked like I could pick up a fairly decent newer one for about twelve thousand. I would need to take out a small loan for it. No big deal. I had about five thousand to put down on it.
Saturday came around and I decided to walk over to the bank to see about an auto loan. Mike was there and available. So he got all the paperwork started. Linda was busy with customers.
Mike and I finished up the paperwork on the auto loan. He said they would let me know within a day or two. So I left and walked back home to do some yard work.
Wednesday came around and I hadn't heard anything from the bank yet. I decided to call. Mike was not in. Apparently he had some vacation time he was using. So I got to talk to Linda after being on hold a few minutes.
"Hi Derik. It's Linda. How are you today?"
"Great." I said. "How's life in banking land?"
"Oh it's busy here as usual. This location is proving to be popular." She said.
"I can see why. It's an easy walk for anyone in the subdivision here. I always walk there myself." I said.
"Oh for sure. I imagine there are others who do the same." She said. "So what can I help you with today?"
I said, "Well Mike was getting together an auto loan for me, but I had not heard back yet."
"Oh okay, let me go over to his desk and see if he has the file there." She said.
After a minute or so she picks up the phone again, "Okay, I have it. He has a note here...let me see... Oh I see, there is another form here that he needed you to sign." She said.
"Ohh, hmm, I thought we got all the paperwork done. Dang. Well..." I said, pondering.
"I do apologize for the oversight. Since you're close by, I could just bring it to you tomorrow on my lunch break if that would work." She said.
"That would be great. What time were you thinking?" I inquired.
"How about 1pm?" She said.
"Ok, yes, that should work fine." I said.
"Alright then, I will see you tomorrow. Once that is signed, the main office will process everything quickly." She said.
"Very good. Then I will see you tomorrow." I said.
"Sounds good. Have a great day. Bye now." She said.
As I hung up, visions of her tits in my mouth and her ass in my hands danced through my head. Would she? Might she? Was there time? Thoughts raced around in my head.
That evening after work, I cleaned up the house. Got the bath all cleaned, and the bedroom. Found a nice scented candle that I could use. Talk about not being prepared for a potential opportunity.
I got washed up around 10pm, usual shave and shower. I shaved my balls nice and smooth, and neatly trimmed the hair around the base of my cock.
I laid in bed thinking about her in that pleated skirt. As I drifted off to sleep, my hands were on her hips...
Morning came. I woke with a very nice hard on as usual. Stretching, I reached and grabbed my cock and stroked it slowly, hoping the day would be memorable.
Driving to work I wondered what Linda would be wearing today. Thankfully I have a flexible lunch schedule, and did not work far from home.
The morning seemed to drag on in the office. While I was doing some bookkeeping, I pondered the last time I had an orgasm. It had been at least a week, possibly ten days since I last masturbated. Too long for sure.
By the time 11am rolled around, I was busy as a bee at the keyboard. Numbers, numbers and more numbers danced across the screen. The printer hummed as reports printed.
I let other people know I was taking lunch a bit later today. It worked out fine. I was able to catch up on a few things in the meantime.
As the clock came round to 12:45, I finished my last entries. And five minutes later I was out the door getting in my car. Made the quick drive to my house. I went in, and lit a candle in the kitchen for some ambiance. Patchoulli I think was the scent.
I got cleaned up quickly in the bath. Looking good, smelling good, feeling good. I pulled my cock out and started stroking. As it reached for the sky, the doorbell rang. I tucked back into my slacks, bulge clearly evident, and went to the door.
I opened the door and Linda was there, paper in hand. I smiled and opened the door.
"Come on in." I said.
"Hi again. I hope this is not too much trouble." she said.
"Not at all." I said. "You look very nice today."
She was wearing a summer dress, with white stockings. The front buttons on it undone enough for me to see her ample cleavage.
"Thank you." She said, glancing at her feet and mentioning her new shoes. As she raised her head, she noticed my prevalent bulge. Clearing her throat a bit, she says, "Well being so close by makes things convenient for sure."
