*Female Writer desired*
I get into my car, place my coffee in cup holder, throw my backpack on the passenger seat. Working from home is so challenging with a family. My wife doesn’t like it when I go to Starbucks to work. She thinks it’s just as loud, and she might be right. In truth the woman that walk through Starbucks turn me on. They want to be noticed. They are professional woman mostly, but they want to look sexy. I like to let them catch me checking them out. I’m polite and never take things too far with my looks. I’m in shape, brown hair, beard, 5’10, and very blue eyes. It’s the eyes that woman tend to remember.
Before I left for Starbucks I soaped up my hard cock in the shower and envisioned a girl in her twenties, (normally attracted to older woman. I’m 33) noticing me checking her out. I imagined her opening her legs and letting me see her pussy. Just that thought made me cum.
I wonder what will actually go on at Starbucks?
I get into my car, place my coffee in cup holder, throw my backpack on the passenger seat. Working from home is so challenging with a family. My wife doesn’t like it when I go to Starbucks to work. She thinks it’s just as loud, and she might be right. In truth the woman that walk through Starbucks turn me on. They want to be noticed. They are professional woman mostly, but they want to look sexy. I like to let them catch me checking them out. I’m polite and never take things too far with my looks. I’m in shape, brown hair, beard, 5’10, and very blue eyes. It’s the eyes that woman tend to remember.
Before I left for Starbucks I soaped up my hard cock in the shower and envisioned a girl in her twenties, (normally attracted to older woman. I’m 33) noticing me checking her out. I imagined her opening her legs and letting me see her pussy. Just that thought made me cum.
I wonder what will actually go on at Starbucks?
