By Chance - Sex Stories

By Chance

It was appoxametly a year ago, early December to be exact. The time went by so fast, I wish it could have lasted longer. I had just finished my week in Miami at a real estate conference and I had a few days to relax before catching my flight back to California. It was a good time of the year to be visiting Florida. The weather was warm and welcoming. I wanted to try out a few restaurants and do a little shopping, soak up a little sun at the pool, and maybe spend some time on the beach. It was around 10 AM on my first free morning when I took a cab to a lovely restaurant and treated myself to a tasty breakfast. After being seated, I sat in my casual lady-like manner of crossing my left leg over my right and leaned back in my chair. I took time in reading over the menu, but suddenly had a feeling of being watched. I glanced up from my menu and saw who was watching me from across the room. He was sitting alone at a table. He had dark wavy hair and was pleasing to look at, but it was the fact that he was looking directly at me that initially jolted me. Most men would have looked away, embarrassed to be caught staring, but he continued to hold my gaze. I had to force myself to turn my eyes away and return my attention to the menu, wondering what on earth had just happened. I could barely focus on the menu after this brief visual encounter, and I realized that I was feeling a bit hot and flustered. I forced myself to appear composed and focus on my choice of meal. As time passed, ...

... he left the restaurant while I was still eating and left me wishing he would have done more than just stare at me. The sun was warming up the air nicely when I left the restaurant and hailed a cab to take me back to the hotel. Once I had made it to my room, I decided to get changed and lie out by the pool. As I undressed I paused to look at myself in the mirror. I was proud of my thirty-five year old body which held its youthful appearance. I was still as firm as I was in my early twenties, no wrinkles and no sagging. My gaze started at my feet and gradually moved upwards along my long slender legs leading up to my smooth shaven mound. My eyes continued to roam higher over the creamy white flesh of my well-toned stomach and firm breasts topped with luscious nipples that were beginning to show their arousal as I took it all in. I had not thought about sex on my long week here in Miami, but as I studied my sensuous curves, I thought about the man at the restaurant, and permitted my imagination to run free. I thought about him standing behind me, reaching around for my breasts as I gently ran my hands over them, brushing my hard nipples and making them tingle in the process. I speculated about his sexual appetite and style as I continued to stimulate my nipples in front of the mirror. Would he be aggressive, shy, or maybe ravenous? I felt my heart beginning to race and stopped myself before I got too carried away. “Silly girl,” I laughed to myself as I made a grab from my bikini ...