THE NOTE : Short note, long story. - Sex Stories

THE NOTE : Short note, long story.

CHAPTER 1 : THE NOTE I entered the aisle and there it was, a well rounded yet petite ass, protruding so elegantly as she bent over. Her silky smooth, slightly tanned and well proportioned legs seemingly elongating, while her dress continued hiking gradually up her thighs. As the slightest glint, of her black lace panties gave way to showing, she turned her head. I tried to avert my eyes, I tried to avoid eye contact, it was too late, she had seen me. As she raised herself back up with gracious momentum and adjusted her dress, I was in awe. She gave a cheeky grin toward me, before she flicked her long black straight hair back over her shoulder. I was smitten, my mind was running wild with instantaneous flashes of wild sexual fantasy. She picked up her shopping basket and I watched her walk away, the way her hips swung slightly harder than they had before she stopped, had my mind wandering further and further into the realm of the senses. I got lost as I watched her walk away, so lost, that I once again got sprung as she glanced back at me, she giggled slightly and continued walking before she disappeared behind the corner of the aisle. I regained what little composure I had left, though I felt as if I had pervert written on my forehead, and yet with the thoughts that were running through my mind, that label would have been more than apt. I proceeded to get what I needed and went on my way. About 5 minutes later, I got to the checkout counter, dispensing with the regular chit ...

... chat and counter formalities, as I just wanted to get out of there. I wanted to go home and pull my cock senseless over the vast array of fantasies that had flooded my brain. The way her silhouette, her ass and legs appeared, in and out from under that dress, the way she moved so elegantly, sensually, the combination like a symphony of sexual enticement, played on my mind as a perfect melody and the sexual ideas that encompassed my mind were in perfect harmony. I paid for my groceries and received my change, I placed my wallet back in my pocket and walked out toward the car. As if in predestined time, there she was driving past me, from the same row of vehicles. She made sure she winked at me as she passed, with a thought provoking grin on her face. I got to my car, sliding my hand in my pocket for the key, instantly noticing the rush of my fingers and the fabric of my pocket against my sensitive, slightly engorged shaft. I brushed against it again as I pulled out my key and opened the trunk, put the groceries inside, closed it and got in the car. The tension was too much, my mind ran laps around the circles of sex, the feeling of my hand brushing against my already sensitive cock set me off. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my semi-flacid member, closing my eyes and stroking it gently to the vivid memories and fantasies thereof that had overcome me so. I didn't care that I was easily in plain sight, that I could be easily seen, I needed release. I imagined myself walking to ...