| The following is a true account of one day in the life of a very, very
extraordinary woman, namely myself. The names have been changed to
protect the privacy of those involved.
When I suntan, I like to fantasize, sexually fantasize. I lay out in
the sun and let the warmth of the sun send trickles of sweat down my
breasts and thighs while I close my eyes and think of the hottest sex
I can imagine.
One sunny afternoon, following a particularly good fantasy, I decided
to make it a reality. I had fantasized about visiting the local adult
bookstore and going back to the magazine section and putting on a
little show for whomever happened to be browsing. This fantasy got me
so hot that I rose up on my elbows and looked to see if anyone was
around. No one was, so I laid back down and slipped my hand into my
tiny little bikini panties and rubbed my clit until I came. I just
couldn't wait until I got back home to plan my adventure.
I decided to visit the adult book store on a Saturday night. They were
open until 2am. So, I decided I would visit at midnight. I took a long
bath in scented bath oil. I had just the outfit that would make this a
night to remember. It was a red leather micro-micro miniskirt with
leather lacing up the back to tie as loose or as tight as you wanted,
a red and black leather vest with a plunging neckline, and 4 inch
black leather boots that came up to my knees. Panties and bra would
have to stay home on this little trip to the bookstore. I sprayed
perfume on my wrists, between my breasts and thighs and stood back to
look at myself in the mirror. I was hot, there was no question.
I stepped into the bookstore preciously at midnight. The clerk did a
double take, looking me up and down. He smiled and asked if he could
help me find anything. I thanked him, and told him I'd be sure to ask
if I couldn't find what I was looking for. I browsed the shelves on my
way to the magazine section, which was in the back of the store next
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