It was a lovely spring day, and I was fortunate enough to have the day off work. Never one to pass up such a golden opportunity, I decided to head down to the coffee shop just down the street from my house. I made sure to check my outfit in the full-length mirror in my bedroom before leaving; I'd decided to wear a loose black skirt that hung down just past my knees and a plain, oversized red t-shirt. I usually wore larger shirts to hide my large breasts, since I didn't need men staring into my cleavage all day. I pulled my red hair back into a loose ponytail and bounced out the door and down the street.
Fortunately for me the coffee shop was sparsely populated and I was easily able to find a seat on the patio after ordering my latte. I sat down in one of the cushioned metal chairs outside, stretched out with my eyes closed and enjoyed the feeling of the late morning sun on my skin. With my head leaned back, I let out a little content sigh and opened my eyes... and had to stifle a surprised yelp in my throat as I saw a woman standing right above me. I quickly sat upright, my heart quickly thumping in my chest.
"Oh gosh, I am so sorry! I didn't see you there!" I said apologetically to the woman. Looking her over, she seemed to be quite striking (though I am far from interested in women). She had short cropped dark hair, combed to the side. Her skin tone was very pale, and the dark slacks and blouse that she wore only made it appear all the paler.
"I wouldn't imagine you would have with your eyes closed." She replied with a smile, jesting with me. As she spoke, her green eyes fixated on mine... staring, for far too long. I was going to say something, but I couldn't quite find the words; her gaze sent a chill down my spine. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally blinked and looked away.
"You would like for me to join you?" she asked, looking to the empty chair across from me. Something about this woman creeped me out. Perhaps it was the way she stared at me, or the way she almost insisted she sit with me. Whatever it was, I did NOT want her hanging around with me.
"I would like for you to join me, yes!" It was with total surprise that I found those words cheerfully coming from my mouth. My eyes widened, though my lips were curved in a smile. This strange woman looked amused as she slid down into the chair next to me, pulling it way too close for comfort. I wanted to scoot away... or, better yet, just get up and leave. But even though every instinct was telling me to get out of dodge, I couldn't find the willpower to make my limbs move.
As she sat, she once again fixed her eyes on mine and stared intently. Even though my mind felt a little cloudy the longer she stared at me, I couldn't bring myself to look away. There was something hypnotizing, mesmerizing about her stare.
"Tell me what brings you here today." her voice, smooth as silk, asked me. I didn't want to answer... something about the way she commanded me to tell her, rather than asking bothered me. Oh, who am I kidding? The whole situation bothered me. Once again, however, my mind reeled in total shock as I answered completely against my will.
"Well, it was such a nice day I couldn't pass up the opportunity to sit outside and get a little reading done." I was smiling at her again, though my eyes were still widened in shock. I watched her lips curve up into a smile, though something about it sent a chill down my spine. "And since I live just a couple of blocks away, I thought it would be fun to get a little exercise walking here."
I shuddered on the inside as I divulged all of this to a stranger. I didn't even know her name, or she mine, and I was telling her I lived within walking distance. I couldn't wait for this to be over, whatever was going on, so I could go home and forget this morning ever happened.
But this stranger showed no signs of leaving me alone. She kept asking me questions ... well, no. Asking wasn't quite the word. It was more like she was commanding me to tell her something that she wanted to know. All the while she kept fixing that intent gaze on me, leaving me feeling foggy and strange. At some point during our "conversation", I noticed that her hand had found its way onto my knee. As I proceeded to tell her everything she wanted to know about my personal life, my boyfriend and my job her hand began to slowly caress its way up from my knee. The tips of her fingers caressed the bare flesh of my inner lower thigh, moving in slow circles. My eyes darted down to her hand, staring at it with worry in my eyes. The very thought of her rubbing my leg made my very flesh crawl, and I wanted to do nothing more than get up and run away. But I just couldn't force myself to get away from her.
Maybe she saw the concerned look on my face, or the way I was staring in horror as she played with my thigh, but she leaned in close to me and whispered, "Don't worry, you love it." And almost immediately my body's responses to her touch changed, despite my mind screaming the contrary. I found her touch on my leg to be tingling, almost tickling, as it raised tiny goose bumps in the trail of her fingers. And God help me, I felt a small pulse of pleasure in my pussy too. Biting my lower lip, I stifled a moan. All of this just served to amuse my tormenter even further.
Though my body was betraying me, my mind frantically attempted to process what was going on. I had no idea who this woman was, or why she seemed to have control over my every outward action. I didn't even know why she selected me, out of everybody that she could have picked. I was no lesbian, and the fact that her caressed were turning me on made me want to weep. But instead, I sat in my chair and let her rub my thigh.
After a good hour of this, all the while fighting my inner embarrassment at the looks we were receiving, she finally stopped her teasing. "My darling, it is time to go."
Finally! Still horrified, I breathed a sigh of relief. This woman had her fun, and my short-lived nightmare was over.
"Take me to your house." She commanded, the softness of her tone fully gone. My heart sunk at the words. I was prepared to stand, to tell her off and run as fast in the opposite direction as my feet would take me... but I found I wasn't in control of my actions. I smoothly rose from my chair and lead this strange woman the few blocks to my house. I could feel her eyes burning into my back with every step we took. What was normally a short walk felt as if it took forever, and I dreaded every foot that brought her closer to my home.
