Before I tell you my saucy little tale I’ve a quick update. Regular readers to this Blog may recall most early mornings I’m joined by a young lady at the same bus stop. NOW don’t get tooo excited lol but for those who haven’t read the tale please click here because it really is tooo long and complicated to retell again!
A short intermission.
Before I forget. I’ll write no more of my visit to a Polish prostate masseuse lol I think I’ve over cooked that story, and just to say I’m passing on lovely Lydia wearing an 8″ strap-on ONLY because it doesn’t look fun, and Andrew’s all about enjoying a lady’s friendly kind caring company without any drama or distractions………….plus it appears f#cking painful and I don’t do pain!
Returning to that bus stop lady tale remember don’t expect tooo much! So you’re aware most mornings I’m joined at the bus stop by a young lady who is ALWAYS reading from an open book in one hand. That she reads from when I first see her by the ‘Sue Ryder Hospice Shop’, right through to alighting the bus and striding into the distance, that she never stops reading well fascinates me.
Anyways enough to say we’ve made friendly (very) small talk, nothing special mind, no names or exchanging lol telephone numbers, oh and disappointingly she’s old enough to be my daughter (btw she’s a peachy ass that looks fabulous inside stretchy leggings and I’m a gentleman so I let her board the bus before me and just by coincidence mind, I happen to gaze deeply into her peachy ass. Lol cheap thrills!
ANYWAYS she is lovely, BUT rather disappointingly she smokes loose tobacco roll your own cigarettes and one after another. 😦 As soon as she opened her mouth to first speak I realised tobacco had lowered her voice, damaged her vocal chords, you can always tell. 😦 Such a shame because for personal reasons I do so hate cigarettes.
She’s a lovely girl but the problem with being age@22 is you think you’re going to live forever, however life’s not like that is it, a chain smoking habit will always have side effects that’ll affect ones health, however that’s not for me to judge. Nice girl though, if I was 25 years younger I may have asked her out (yeh dream on Andrew sure you would have!!) The reason I mention this inconsequential anecdote is because I thought some readers would like to know. Hmm big sigh, it’s times like these I wish I was in my twenties again!
Oh yes that saucy tale, here’s me fretting I’ve no more what I theme ‘sexy observations of the fair sex’ stories, you know the tale of me one evening watching my neighbour strip naked (sorry I can’t get over this one), the tale of seeing my first vagina, the one night stand, a student showing me her boobs and many more true silly tales.
Well here’s another, Wednesday I got flashed at by a lady and I still cannot believe she did it, now if I flashed my underwear at a woman I’d get arrested for perving lol, but I swear double standards exist in 2017 England. Anyways I’m not complaining and to give you context I’ll return one final time to ladies riding bikes wearing short skirts.
A word to the lady follower from South Africa, yes I’ve been wasting my life again downloading pics on Google (btw I cropped all their faces, and NONE were taken by myself as you’d expect!)
Wednesday afternoon I left work to visit the dentist.
Whilst striding along the pavement suddenly in the distance I noticed a lady cycling towards me, and being the red blooded male that I am I could see she wore a short skirt! Consequently I (as you know this happens) I shifted a little closer to the kerb as you do, and totally by chance I surreptitiously looked in the direction of her saddle, my eye line drawn to her long legs and err up her skirt imagining those hidden jewels within, well believe me when I tell you she looked at me and gave me a cheeky big grin as she cycled past!
There’s more! NO word of a lie that young lady (age 20), because she obviously knew what I was at, parted her thighs and showed me everything as she cycled by! Cobalt blue coloured knickers they were not forgetting the cheeky grin across her face and then ‘puff’ she was gone. Cheap thrills indeed!
I’m afraid I just do not understand women, lol I have trouble understanding why she showed me her knickers and this has happened before, the same cheeky grin, knowing what’s on view, hmm perhaps I have an unusual type of face?
Well I smiled in return glancing at her cobalt blue gusset and yes I’m afraid I was very brazen about looking. I kid you not, wearing a short skirt she flashed me as she cycled past and please do lol feel free to call me something in comments, and btw she made my day my week!
As to ‘the’ why? Perhaps she’s a free spirit and flashing a middle aged (sexually frustrated) guy amused her? Perhaps I get away with looking because I was a little obvious.
OK lol that’s enough sexy honesty for one evening, admitting my err weaknesses makes me appear like a perv, but hey this is my blog and you’re all aware I DO love the fair sex. So shall we refer to this tale as err 7 out of 10 just for my honesty! 😀
But as I reminded you earlier, ladies beware of men in the Street photographing you riding a bike.