The following is a true account of one day in the life of a very, very extraordinary woman, namely myself. The names have been changed to protect the privacy of those involved.
When I suntan, I like to fantasize, sexually fantasize. I lay out in the sun and let the warmth of the sun send trickles of sweat down my breasts and thighs while I close my eyes and think of the hottest sex I can imagine.
One sunny afternoon, following a particularly good fantasy, I decided to make it a reality. I had fantasized about visiting the local adult bookstore and going back to the magazine section and putting on a little show for whomever happened to be browsing. This fantasy got me so hot that I rose up on my elbows and looked to see if anyone was around. No one was, so I laid back down and slipped my hand into my tiny little bikini panties and rubbed my clit until I came. I just couldn't wait until I got back home to plan my adventure.
I decided to visit the adult book store on a Saturday night. They were open until 2am. So, I decided I would visit at midnight. I took a long bath in scented bath oil. I had just the outfit that would make this a night to remember. It was a red leather micro-micro miniskirt with leather lacing up the back to tie as loose or as tight as you wanted, a red and black leather vest with a plunging neckline, and 4 inch black leather boots that came up to my knees. Panties and bra would have to stay home on this little trip to the bookstore. I sprayed perfume on my wrists, between my breasts and thighs and stood back to look at myself in the mirror. I was hot, there was no question.
I stepped into the bookstore preciously at midnight. The clerk did a double take, looking me up and down. He smiled and asked if he could help me find anything. I thanked him, and told him I'd be sure to ask if I couldn't find what I was looking for. I browsed the shelves on my way to the magazine section, which was in the back of the store next to the bathrooms.
It was a large area with racks lining one wall, the facing wall was mirrored. I slowly stepped into this area and found it occupied by several eager readers. Two were young men in their early twenties. The other, an older man with graying hair, was probably in his early fifties. I stepped up to the racks and began browsing. The younger men were quick to engage me in conversation. I picked up a magazine devoted to asses and ass worship. I continued to talk to the men while I looked at the magazine. I found a picture of a man licking a woman's ass. I giggled and showed it to the two young men, "This looks like fun, doesn't it," I said. This quickly brought on more attention from them. One of the guys showed me a picture of a girl giving a blowjob and said, "What do you think of this, honey?"
"Yummy," I said. They were all but on me and so close I could feel their breaths. "You want to come with us to the bar down the street and have a couple of drinks?" they asked. "Sorry, boys, I just want to do some heavy reading tonight, maybe some other time?" I replied. They reluctantly accepted no, asked for my phone number and left.
