I looked up and his eyes met mine. Sitting comfortably in my usual spot in the coffee shop and reading the paper was my daily ritual before work. I looked up again. Oh, there's no way he didn't see me looking at him this time. His deep set, light blue eyes were hard to ignore. He flashed a grin at me, I quickly went back to reading my paper, while taking a sip of my double espresso. He was just too good to be true. No, I thought. That smile was not for me.
A minute later I felt the presence of someone standing behind me. "Excuse me," I heard a raspy male voice say. I looked up slowly, my eyes tracing the bulge in his tight worn jeans. I also noticed the veins in his rippled arms as my eyes finally met his.
"Yes." I said. "I couldn't help but notice you have lovely legs." he muttered.
I crossed them nervously and managed to squeak out "thank you." I swear, if this man says one more word to me, I will have no choice but to wrap my legs around him without any regrets.
"May I join you?" he asked. Without waiting for me to reply he sat down. All the while looking me over. Could he see the desire in my eyes? Could he see down my blouse? Wow it was getting warm in here. I unbuttoned a button on my blouse. With out a word he took my hand and placed it in his lap. I could feel the bulge I saw earlier growing with my touch. I didn't care if anyone else in the store could see what we were doing under the table. It felt good.
I began to massage the healthy bulge through his pants until he took my hand and placed it back on my own lap. What the..? Then he got up from the table and headed to the restroom. He glanced back at me with a smirk on his face and beckoned me with his eyes. I looked around the shop and everyone was busy doing their own thing. I slowly headed towards the bathroom and casually turned the knob. With 30 minutes left before I would be late for work, I said what the hell and pushed the door open.