Sweet Things & Deviant Thoughts

I just really love blue
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For my time zone, being the sweetest during evening time, leaning towards being naughty as it gets late till midnight of this thread is already melting me.

But then, on top of that, I wake up to these hot, amazing surprizes.

I was so close to admit that I am addicted to lit already, but now I think it's not only lit.

Hi, my name is Chris and I am an "Sweet Things & Deviant Thoughts" addict.
 
One of those late evenings, I am on my way home from some overtime at the office. One part of my trip is with a ferry that connects two sides of the city that are splitted by bosphorus. Ferry is not too crowded but crowded enough not to hear others when the noise of waves also come in play. Talking to friend on phone about random things when I notice those eyes of a blonde two rows ahead.

The touch of looks for a second and looking away with the hesitation of a stranger look. She was cute, was she? Was just a glimpse of her stayed in my mind. My tired body tries to find the comfort on this nothing but comfortable ferry chair. Then as I get my stare from the corridor side to window and sea outside, cannot ignore the fact that those eyes are still on my side, with a fun fact that she is also talking to someone on phone. Now a flame of excitement grows in my chest. With some courage and curiosity, my eyes come back from wavy sea to those wavy eyes. There is no doubt now. She is looking right into my eyes. Her eyes becomes the warm resting point for my look for a few seconds before running away with the anxiety of being weird on a woman, on this late evening ferry.

Next time our looks catch each other, I see now, she doesn't want me to look away, and I stay. I have no idea what my friend is talking about on phone right now, neither what I say to him. Then, it happens, she smiles, my smile is growing on my face without my will. This ferry trip takes only ten minutes, how much can fit in this? As our eyes lock on each other more often she plays with her hair, only naturally as her smile comes with it. One can say she smiles for the person on the phone, but her eyes says the otherwise. Her finger tips touches her neck, cheeks and takes some hair back. Her look comes on and off on me. We are both on phone, but we are both on each other at the same time. Excitement that started on my chest before is now on my thighs and being pumped all around my body. This is the feeling of actual touches of looks on me.

This play goes on as much as possible on this eye blick long ferry trip. Then the noise of the engine goes down, this small size boat starts to slow down as the lights of the dock shows up, time for the trip and this game to come to an end.

She stands up with a big smile, saying good bye, turns around and walks away. Should I go after her and say hi? Maybe. But maybe let this game end as it supposed to end, and keep this ten minutes long memory with you, until a caption reminds it to you after years.
 
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