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It all started at a hockey game I attended.
Our seats sucked. They were in the nose-bleed section of the stadium. Fortunately, I brought binoculars so I could see some of the action close up, although it was difficult to follow the fast pace with binoculars.
The game was about fifteen minutes away from starting, so, with nothing else to do, I started scanning the crowd with my binoculars. I was surpised at how well I could see and how much detail the binoculars revealed. I could read the logo on some guys baseball cap that was seated on the opposite side of the stadium. As I continued to roam, I spotted a gorgeous blonde sitting on the oppisite side, at the exact same level as my wife and I.
She was wearing a short black skirt and tight fitting white blouse. She was a knockout, and I just sat there looking her up and down, paying close attention to her long legs that were slightly parted. My wife asked me what I was looking at and I told her I was just looking at the workings of the jumbotron...I couldn't think of anything else on such short notice.
Anyway, I continued to stare at this lovely creature through my lenses when all of a sudden, she raised a pair of binoculars to her own eyes and began scanning the crowd. I continued to watch her and after a minute or so, she pointed her binoculars straight at mine. She dropped the binocuilars to her lap, looked accross at me with her naked eyes and then brought the binoculars back up and stared. It was a strange feeling, here we were looking at each other through our powered lenses, making appear that we no more than 4 feet away from each other.
Not knowing what else to do, and not wanting to attract my wifes attention, I waived, using three fingers of my right hand, while still holding the BN's. She smiled and returned the waive in the same manner and I smiled back.
Now what, I thought. I noticed that she had a wedding ring on which must have meant the guy she was sitting next to was her husband. He semed as oblivious to this whole thing as my wife was.
As we stared at each other, I was overwhlemed with the need to communicate with this girl, but could't possibly do anything without my wife, or her husband noticing.
I was about to set the binoculars down when this stranger slowly and deliverately parted her legs. She spread them just enough to give me a view up her skirt without drawing her husbands attention. She was wearing what I think was a yellow thong. A hand dropped to her knee and she began playing with the hem of her skirt.
Instinctively, I reached down and gave my rising bulge a squeeze, which brought a smile to her face again. I could see her nipples stiffen through her blouse. She was mouthing words to me, but I couldn't tell what she was saying.
I was starting to feel desperate. I had to meet this girl. While I thought, she continued to open and close her legs and play with the hem of her short skirt. She was driving me crazy with lust! This was SO erotic!
Our seats sucked. They were in the nose-bleed section of the stadium. Fortunately, I brought binoculars so I could see some of the action close up, although it was difficult to follow the fast pace with binoculars.
The game was about fifteen minutes away from starting, so, with nothing else to do, I started scanning the crowd with my binoculars. I was surpised at how well I could see and how much detail the binoculars revealed. I could read the logo on some guys baseball cap that was seated on the opposite side of the stadium. As I continued to roam, I spotted a gorgeous blonde sitting on the oppisite side, at the exact same level as my wife and I.
She was wearing a short black skirt and tight fitting white blouse. She was a knockout, and I just sat there looking her up and down, paying close attention to her long legs that were slightly parted. My wife asked me what I was looking at and I told her I was just looking at the workings of the jumbotron...I couldn't think of anything else on such short notice.
Anyway, I continued to stare at this lovely creature through my lenses when all of a sudden, she raised a pair of binoculars to her own eyes and began scanning the crowd. I continued to watch her and after a minute or so, she pointed her binoculars straight at mine. She dropped the binocuilars to her lap, looked accross at me with her naked eyes and then brought the binoculars back up and stared. It was a strange feeling, here we were looking at each other through our powered lenses, making appear that we no more than 4 feet away from each other.
Not knowing what else to do, and not wanting to attract my wifes attention, I waived, using three fingers of my right hand, while still holding the BN's. She smiled and returned the waive in the same manner and I smiled back.
Now what, I thought. I noticed that she had a wedding ring on which must have meant the guy she was sitting next to was her husband. He semed as oblivious to this whole thing as my wife was.
As we stared at each other, I was overwhlemed with the need to communicate with this girl, but could't possibly do anything without my wife, or her husband noticing.
I was about to set the binoculars down when this stranger slowly and deliverately parted her legs. She spread them just enough to give me a view up her skirt without drawing her husbands attention. She was wearing what I think was a yellow thong. A hand dropped to her knee and she began playing with the hem of her skirt.
Instinctively, I reached down and gave my rising bulge a squeeze, which brought a smile to her face again. I could see her nipples stiffen through her blouse. She was mouthing words to me, but I couldn't tell what she was saying.
I was starting to feel desperate. I had to meet this girl. While I thought, she continued to open and close her legs and play with the hem of her short skirt. She was driving me crazy with lust! This was SO erotic!