I couldn't sleep on the Sunday night. In anticipation to what I would be able to see on Monday using my newly bought binoculars. Flipped here and there. Finally around 2am I fell asleep. Thoughts ran wild in my dreams.
I dreamt of seeing a beautiful lady clothed in white, where her long silky hair easily stretched near her waist. Her skin was pearl cream and smoothly tender. She has huge and watery eyes, with a slightly pointed nose, together with slim and small pink lips. She had an oval shaped face with red rosy cheeks. Paired with a nicely shaped C cup contour. Something about her seemed too pretty to be true. Almost like those ladies you see in novels.
I was walking towards her in bewilderment when my alarm clock scared the hell out of me. My dreams shattered.
Packing the binoculars into my bag, I went off happily. Evening came quickly with the crowds in the office gone. Sneakily I took out the bino and adjusted the focus for a clearer view and placed it under the table when one of my colleague said goodbye, giving me a fright that I nearly dropped my binoculars. I waved and smiled. The entire office was empty already as I readied myself for the peep. I drew the blinds and placed my binoculars.
The light switched on and I could see a silhouette coming in. She walked towards the window as I adjusted the sharpness. She was wearing a black dress. Couldn't see her face as she did not come close enough. She was stripping. Slowly her hands moved to the top of her strap, gently pushing it down her shoulders, revealing a smooth white radiant skin. Bit by bit her dress slid downwards, showing a nice cleavage amidst a snow white laced bra with a sneak peek of a faint tattoo near her breasts. A rose tattoo.
Her dress fell to the ground to showcase a tribal tattoo just above her butt. She was wearing a matching panties. "A wild girl" I thought. I unzipped my pants and stroked myself. She was about to unhook her bra.
"More... strip more" I whispered to myself. It was as though she could hear me. She covered her breast, and switched off the lights.
Fuck! I was so close to seeing her breasts. So close!
Part of me was telling myself (next time don't utter anything).
I zipped up, checked some emails and left the office, disappointed.
Well, let's try again tomorrow. *Maybe I could meet my friends who is working in that company about that girl. yes. maybe I should do that.*
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http://sbfjust.rocks/showthread.php?t=313013
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