2004-10-18
Boots
She had on knee-high leather boots today. My God, what sort of an she-devil, evil woman wears knee-high leather boots to the office?! I sat next to her at a meeting this morning and simply could not concentrate. Her creamy white knees and thighs showing themselves off strikingly against the black texture of the leather boots and the soft cotton of her black skirt that drapped seductively open each time she shifted positions during the meeting. I hope nothing important was discussed at the meeting, but because I cannot remember a thing beyond those boots!
The she in this entry is the woman in the office next door to me, I mentioned her briefly in a prior entry. Let's call her D for now. D has been the target of my most vivid fantasies for about the last year or so. D is married but has no kids and is about three years younger than me. She is intellectually sharp as a tack, has phenominal ass, legs, and breasts, and often wears these little brown plastic-framed glasses that totally accentuate her crystal blue eyes and give her the look of a fuck-me secretary from a porn movie. And now she breaks out the boots! I think I know what I am think about as I break out the vasoline tonight. I can just see D wearing nothing but those boots and glasses....how sweet it will be. I am hard just starting to think about it right now......
-- rockabillie at 3:46 p.m.