A Passing Interest - Redux

To all my sweet commenters, bear with me. I'll answer and respond to you when I can. :rose:

A ramble and an unrelated, blurry photo.


I thought of you today and hated myself for it. The past is the past and should be left in it's grave... But at times, I'm weak and miss you. You haunt my dreams some nights. It's such a crazy thing, but I guess it's fitting since I am madder than a March hare.
But a shot that provokes the imagination... 😉💋
 
To all my sweet commenters, bear with me. I'll answer and respond to you when I can. :rose:

A ramble and an unrelated, blurry photo.


I thought of you today and hated myself for it. The past is the past and should be left in it's grave... But at times, I'm weak and miss you. You haunt my dreams some nights. It's such a crazy thing, but I guess it's fitting since I am madder than a March hare.

An interesting picture. A bit blurry? I suppose, but the grainy effect reduces that. The pose is provocating, but the lighting gives it a teasing quality.
 
The idea and lovely woman behind the pics are worth a great deal.:kiss::rose:

Aw. :eek:. Keep it up and I'll start to think you have a soft spot for me.

But a shot that provokes the imagination... 😉💋

Thank you, sweetheart. :kiss:

An interesting picture. A bit blurry? I suppose, but the grainy effect reduces that. The pose is provocating, but the lighting gives it a teasing quality.

I've attempted a similar photo in the past but can never get it quite right. Ah, well. Glad ya appreciated the attempt. :kiss:

I can relate to that a little too well.

:rose: We all have nights when the past gets dredged up and old wounds ache. I blame the beer and soaking in the tub for over two hours- I was relaxed when the past crept up.
 
To all my sweet commenters, bear with me. I'll answer and respond to you when I can. :rose:

A ramble and an unrelated, blurry photo.


I thought of you today and hated myself for it. The past is the past and should be left in it's grave... But at times, I'm weak and miss you. You haunt my dreams some nights. It's such a crazy thing, but I guess it's fitting since I am madder than a March hare.

A lovey use of light and B&W. Looks good.
 
To all my sweet commenters, bear with me. I'll answer and respond to you when I can. :rose:

A ramble and an unrelated, blurry photo.


I thought of you today and hated myself for it. The past is the past and should be left in it's grave... But at times, I'm weak and miss you. You haunt my dreams some nights. It's such a crazy thing, but I guess it's fitting since I am madder than a March hare.

My, what lovely images you paint. :rose:
 
On the contrary. It is a wonderful picture.

Thank you! :rose:

That is not difficult to do with you. 😘

I will refrain from pervy comments about soft spots. ;)

Aw, shucks... :eek:

And that balances out the sweetness... lol

A lovey use of light and B&W. Looks good.

Thanks, hon. Y'all are awfully kind with this blurry pic.

My, what lovely images you paint. :rose:

*bites your butt*
 
It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...

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On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.
 
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It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...

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On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.

Still looking to see if another one pops 😉😁
 
It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...

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On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.

JAF, no need to apologise, sometimes the real life photos are even better.
And yes, the opened buttons would definitely attract some attention... I would definitely have had a lot more focus on you ;)
:kiss::rose:
 
It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...

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On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.

Yep, us guys are pretty easy...Nice pic. Thank you button.


Relax, enjoy your time here when you can.
 
It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...

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On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.

Wardrobe malfunctions have the worst timing... ;)
 
Still looking to see if another one pops 😉😁

Bahaha.. no such luck!

JAF, no need to apologise, sometimes the real life photos are even better.
And yes, the opened buttons would definitely attract some attention... I would definitely have had a lot more focus on you ;)
:kiss::rose:

Hey, stranger. :kiss: Glad to see ya around! It was just a story- though I have been followed in stores and had wardrobe malfunctions.

Yep, us guys are pretty easy...Nice pic. Thank you button.


Relax, enjoy your time here when you can.

:kiss: I try and do enjoy my time here for the most part. The time I once used for photos has been snatched away and there went my creative hobby.

Wardrobe malfunctions have the worst timing... ;)

I know, right? :p. At least it got me 10% off my purchase. (Just kidding.)
 
Hey, stranger. :kiss: Glad to see ya around! It was just a story- though I have been followed in stores and had wardrobe malfunctions.

Always a pleasure visiting your thread. You are a beautiful, sexy and desirable woman. Speaking for myself, I do love a well timed wardrobe malfunction ;)
:kiss::rose:
 
It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...



On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.

You didn't say if all the associates were men JAF. :kiss: I'd bet they were because after a single glance that became a stare I have no doubt each heard a tiny voice in their head saying...

"Would you like some candy little boy?"​

To which they mentally answer "Yes!" because everyone loves a tasty of cotton candy from time to time.

Cheers :kiss:

P.S. Damn buttons. Damn. Fine. Buttons.
 
It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...

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On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.

It looks wonderful to me. Are you sure it was only sales associates?
 
It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...

On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.


Yes, damn buttons. Your paranoia is ours and apparently the sales associates gain. Absolutely stunning.
 
Interesting tale, I’m always on the lookout for wardrobe malfunctions, buttons undone, dress tucked in knickers, it’s surprising how often it happens, maybe I should get some cards printed with my email and Skype on it.

Lovely cleavage on show. Thank you.
 
It had been an odd day of shopping. The sales associates were overly helpful. Several gentlemen had passed me their business cards and one even scribbled an email address down for me. Every aisle I turned onto, an associate would pop up not long after. I started to worry that I was being watched as a possible shoplifter. Had I done something to arouse suspicion? About the time my paranoia started to flare up, I caught a glimpse of myself in a display mirror. Oh, shit! :eek::eek:
Damn buttons...

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On a sidenote, apologies for the drop in variety and quality of my photos. Real life has drastically cut into my me+camera time.

People are really friendly when face to boob with amazing cleavage like yours. :)

Love your hair. You always have it so erotically positioned for these shots. Really gives me the desire to tangle my hands in it. :kiss:
 
Always a pleasure visiting your thread. You are a beautiful, sexy and desirable woman. Speaking for myself, I do love a well timed wardrobe malfunction
:kiss::rose:

:D *hugs*

You didn't say if all the associates were men JAF. :kiss: I'd bet they were because after a single glance that became a stare I have no doubt each heard a tiny voice in their head saying...

"Would you like some candy little boy?"​

To which they mentally answer "Yes!" because everyone loves a tasty of cotton candy from time to time.

Cheers :kiss:

P.S. Damn buttons. Damn. Fine. Buttons.

There's a difference between meaning to tempt someone and accidentally doing so. I've flashed my tatas before in a vain attempt to get something I wanted, but not meaning to..? It's embarrassing as hell. And most of those gents were my age or older, it seems odd to tempt them with candy, but I suppose age has no hold on a sweet tooth.

It looks wonderful to me. Are you sure it was only sales associates?

Well, since it was a story, I'm going to say yes... it was a slow business day.. lol

Yes, damn buttons. Your paranoia is ours and apparently the sales associates gain. Absolutely stunning.

Thank you. :eek:

Interesting tale, I’m always on the lookout for wardrobe malfunctions, buttons undone, dress tucked in knickers, it’s surprising how often it happens, maybe I should get some cards printed with my email and Skype on it.

Lovely cleavage on show. Thank you.

Hah! Well, that would make for an interesting business card, "Wardrobe Malfunction Inspector."

Thanks, honey. :rose:

People are really friendly when face to boob with amazing cleavage like yours. :)

Love your hair. You always have it so erotically positioned for these shots. Really gives me the desire to tangle my hands in it. :kiss:

I owe my cleavage all to my excellent collection of pushup bras. It's false advertisement according to my husband. But I need some help after pingponging bra sizes for the last four years.

As for the hair, please pet me? I love it and no one ever does it. :(
 
Ding... buzzbuzz.

Your phone alerts you to a text message. You weren't expecting one of any importance and ignore it as you continue on with work.

Ding, ding... buzzbuzz, buzzbuzz.

Two more messages come through. With a huff of annoyance you fish your phone out of your trouser pocket and thumb over the screen to be greeted by....

~What do you think?~
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~Oh god. I am so sorry!! Wrong number! 😳😱~
 
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Ding... buzzbuzz.

Your phone alerts you to a text message. You weren't expecting one of any importance and ignore it as you continue on with work.

Ding, ding... buzzbuzz, buzzbuzz.

Two more messages come through. With a huff of annoyance you fish your phone out of your trouser pocket and thumb over the screen to be greeted by....

~What do you think?~
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~Oh god. I am so sorry!! Wrong number! 😳😱~

I would reply, "no apologies necessary. I love the photo you sent me. Would you like to go out some time? "
 
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