It was a hot day the sun beat down on me. Beads of sweat ran down between my breasts & even the loose cotton skirt seemed to stick to my thighs. A sticky wet patch from my crotch seeped onto the back of my skirt & despite the heat was slow to dry. I like to watch guys in the park all kinds of them. The guys walking their dogs who took courage from the company of their mutt gave a sideways flirtatious glance but scuttled off quickly when my eyes met theirs. The groups of lads playing football – very brave & loud in their little pack but no balls really.Then there were the guys with their wives & girlfriends these I liked best of all. A little too afraid to look in a brazen way yet I knew they wanted it.
The heat made me even more horny than usual. My fuck radar was on overdrive someone was fucking getting it. I strolled around the garden flower beds apart from older men far too interested in the wildlife – no one that made me throb was about I wanted young blood. I walked by the pond mostly couples with babies in pushchairs. My juices were flowing but I wasn’t optimistic of success. I headed to the public toilets to do it myself.And there he was a sweet faced young guy just coming out of the mens toilet. I clocked him straight away approached immediately & asked for a light. He obliged then went to walk away.
Please dont go….I need some help…..I have been strung by a wasp & wondered if you would take a look & help me to apply some spray….The lad scanned around nervously…I am waiting for my girlfriend…Please… it wont take a minute…….but you will have to come into the ladies loo…the sting is in a private place & I don’t want to be embarrassed outside.The colour drained from his face but being a kind soul he agreed asking, Will it take long I really am in a hurry.
It wont take long at all……I smiled to myself?