I'm going to tell you a real story without an end (yet) that happened today... I had to go to the doctor for some tests he ordered me to do a few days ago. When I woke up in the morning, I realized if I didn't take care of business with a pajama bottom on, I'd have a day with sex on my mind. Since I realized I had fallen asleep without taking care of it, I didn't have time to do the corresponding discharge and pee quickly and left flying for the doctor. On the bike ride, while looking at all sorts of women on the street, I realized in my friction from exercise that I wasn't wearing boxers and had a pretty loose jogging suit. At first, I thought about going home to take care of it but I wouldn't make it to my appointment and besides, everything was okay, so I shouldn't undress in front of the doctor. When I arrived at the consultation room, I entered the waiting room and started to undress because exercise was making me sweat. There were a few old men and women, a guy around 40 and me. There wasn't anything to look at or pass the time. My turn was number three and the doctor was half an hour late with his patients. At the moment I was about to think of anything, since I had already visually inspected everything, a woman around 50 years old, nothing special, greeted me and caught my attention because she held my gaze. As if she had seen the level of lactose in my eyes. First, she sat down next to an elderly woman, but instantly, when she saw that I was looking at her again, she went to a seat farther away from me, claiming she had another seat beside her to put her bags. At that moment, I started fantasizing 1500 things about that woman... A woman around 50 or 55 years old, plump, big breasts, huge hips that moved a lot when she walked and very flirtatious. She took out her cell phone and gave me three glances and two more to check if I was looking at her. For a moment, I was afraid of being seen as degenerate but she was the one who was making things rise... barrier all the time. I was wearing a tight-fitting pair of jeans that made it hard for me to cross my legs, and I don't know why, but it made me go crazy. She, pretending not to notice, would touch her thighs, stomach, and scratch herself over her enormous breasts. The effect of erection hadn't taken more than 3 minutes to arrive, but it was counteracted by the jacket I had on my lap. The other old ladies were in their own world, talking about old people's diseases and a crazy guy in his 40s was hooked on a magazine. Nobody noticed the situation and I think it was driving Mrs. also crazy. In the middle of the flirting at a distance, the doctor came out and called turn two... I had turn three. The deflaco (who was sitting in the same row as Big Brest) came to attend to something and we were freer than ever.
At that moment, I realized I should have put my fifth or I would regret it later. What I did was take off my jacket from my lap and put it on the back of the chair to show Mrs. what was causing me trouble. First, I think she didn't understand or see because there was no reaction, then I emphasized the action by simulating a stretch that left the bulge in my jogging visible.
The intended recipient gave me a piercing look, licked her lips and smiled at me. Almost, I felt like my head was going to explode. She uncrossed her legs and let me see all the rats that had been and were to be. I wanted to throw myself at her but I remembered I was in a doctor's waiting room with old ladies who wouldn't appreciate it if I did that. Not only was she giving me that image, but also, very discreetly, she put her hand between my thighs, bent down to show off her cleavage and other movements to drive me crazy.
At the best moment of this situation, I heard the doctor call out my name, which meant it was my turn. I swear that it crossed my mind to act like an idiot so the old ladies would leave because I didn't want to move from there, but I knew the doctor I should remember my last name and my face. I got up, grabbed my jacket to cover my terrible erection which had, which gave me humor for the situation and before entering the consultation room I turned around to close the door and look at the lady who was looking at me as always. As soon as I sat down and put on a talk with the doc, my erection lost itself among analyses, questions, and answers. I had my head in the lady outside, in the situation and how I could have an excuse to get out of there for another hour... But that didn't happen, the doctor gave me the OK and there was nothing more to do there. I said goodbye, opened the door to leave and I was stopping myself from thinking she would look at me again but no... she wasn't there anymore, not in the waiting room... I wanted to cut it off! Inspector quickly and see that her things were there but she wasn't. She must have gone to the bathroom or something like that, walking slowly, I put on my jacket to arrange the papers, already knowing what else to do to make time. When I didn't have any more time left, I had no choice but to face the exit with the hope of finding her again. I said goodbye to the other patients and while crossing the door that divided the waiting room from the hall entrance, I saw she was coming walking like she was leaving for the street. A smile must have been drawn on my face because she did the same thing. I didn't know what to do or what could be done in that situation... but thanks to God, experience is always there to teach us. The big-breasted lady greeted me openly with a Chau, a kiss on the cheek and a paper in my hand. It was Palacios' goal against Germany, a round victory. Obviously I continued on my way and went out to the street, arrived at the Conde post had my bike and before unchaining it, my anxiety didn't let me do anything else but read the paper. My Factbook is ***** ***** add me and we'll see more comfortable. The cock wanted to get out of my pants to go squeeze her against a wall and my little feet couldn't pedal any faster. move in with my house and add it. I arrived and thought about writing to her, I had to win by hand and return the gift... I wrote the following:
Hello *****: Thanks for the gift. If you don't know who I am, I'll leave 2 photos so you can recognize me. Hope you like them and I'm in the waiting room whenever and whenever you want... Kisses to those jeans and that blouse!
(The photos can't be uploaded here because they're not uploaded anywhere... but if you want, ask)
This is the end for now, hope it's not the final one... promise to tell what happens next if everything goes well...
At that moment, I realized I should have put my fifth or I would regret it later. What I did was take off my jacket from my lap and put it on the back of the chair to show Mrs. what was causing me trouble. First, I think she didn't understand or see because there was no reaction, then I emphasized the action by simulating a stretch that left the bulge in my jogging visible.
The intended recipient gave me a piercing look, licked her lips and smiled at me. Almost, I felt like my head was going to explode. She uncrossed her legs and let me see all the rats that had been and were to be. I wanted to throw myself at her but I remembered I was in a doctor's waiting room with old ladies who wouldn't appreciate it if I did that. Not only was she giving me that image, but also, very discreetly, she put her hand between my thighs, bent down to show off her cleavage and other movements to drive me crazy.
At the best moment of this situation, I heard the doctor call out my name, which meant it was my turn. I swear that it crossed my mind to act like an idiot so the old ladies would leave because I didn't want to move from there, but I knew the doctor I should remember my last name and my face. I got up, grabbed my jacket to cover my terrible erection which had, which gave me humor for the situation and before entering the consultation room I turned around to close the door and look at the lady who was looking at me as always. As soon as I sat down and put on a talk with the doc, my erection lost itself among analyses, questions, and answers. I had my head in the lady outside, in the situation and how I could have an excuse to get out of there for another hour... But that didn't happen, the doctor gave me the OK and there was nothing more to do there. I said goodbye, opened the door to leave and I was stopping myself from thinking she would look at me again but no... she wasn't there anymore, not in the waiting room... I wanted to cut it off! Inspector quickly and see that her things were there but she wasn't. She must have gone to the bathroom or something like that, walking slowly, I put on my jacket to arrange the papers, already knowing what else to do to make time. When I didn't have any more time left, I had no choice but to face the exit with the hope of finding her again. I said goodbye to the other patients and while crossing the door that divided the waiting room from the hall entrance, I saw she was coming walking like she was leaving for the street. A smile must have been drawn on my face because she did the same thing. I didn't know what to do or what could be done in that situation... but thanks to God, experience is always there to teach us. The big-breasted lady greeted me openly with a Chau, a kiss on the cheek and a paper in my hand. It was Palacios' goal against Germany, a round victory. Obviously I continued on my way and went out to the street, arrived at the Conde post had my bike and before unchaining it, my anxiety didn't let me do anything else but read the paper. My Factbook is ***** ***** add me and we'll see more comfortable. The cock wanted to get out of my pants to go squeeze her against a wall and my little feet couldn't pedal any faster. move in with my house and add it. I arrived and thought about writing to her, I had to win by hand and return the gift... I wrote the following:
Hello *****: Thanks for the gift. If you don't know who I am, I'll leave 2 photos so you can recognize me. Hope you like them and I'm in the waiting room whenever and whenever you want... Kisses to those jeans and that blouse!
(The photos can't be uploaded here because they're not uploaded anywhere... but if you want, ask)
This is the end for now, hope it's not the final one... promise to tell what happens next if everything goes well...
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