Approximately 6 months ago, a new cute girly started working there. We made eye contact and had a brief, uncomfortable moment. For those of you who do not really know me, I can in reality be extremely shy! I know it is hard to believe, but it is the honest to goodness truth. Down at Subway, I started showing up more often, always picking a seat in which I could stare at her, my new fantasy, yet I would always pretend I was not looking when she glances my way. I noticed her noticing me, and I think she noticed me noticing her noticing me. Hehehe. My twice weekly half-hour lunches, turned into daily hour or longer lunches at Subway. I knew her schedule and would become emotionally distraught when she was not in when I thought she should have been.
One day I paid in cash and she handed me my change. I took the very moment when she handed me the change and I lived that moment to the fullest. I briefly caressed the palm of her hand with my finger as she was dropping the change into mine. I was subtle, but she looked me straight in the eye as if looking to see if I did it intentionally. Amazingly, I instantly became aroused with just the touch of a pretty girls hand. The next time I was sure to pay in cash again, and every time after that. The next time I was nervous and becoming moist, just walking in. I felt shivers down my spine. This time when she handed me my change I cupped my hand for her to drop the change into my hand and when her hand was over mine, I closed my hand on hers a little faster and tighter. It was a jerky motion this time since I was nervous as fuck. She looked straight into my eyes again and this time I was looking straight back. This was the time when she had to have known that I did it intentionally. The following time I tried to be more subtle, but even then she looked straight through my eyes as if she could see what I was thinking. She left no clues as to what she thought except that she did not pull her hand away or make any attempts to hand me the change in a way that her hand would not brush mine. I persisted with touching her, and dreaming of those little moments every evening. After a week or so of this she softly gripped my hand back and we made the exchange. OH MY GOD! That day my panties were soaking. I was shaking with adrenaline. I ate half of my sandwich and had to pee so bad. I went into a stall and my pussy was throbbing. It wanted, no it needed attention! I could not help but to slide my hand down the front of my pants and slide my middle finger down my wet slit. I gasped. I never felt so aroused in my life. I dropped my pants and continued to finger my dew soaked flower as I stood there. It was only a dozen or so strokes before I climaxed. I tried to stay quiet but let out a small squeal and fell back onto the toilet as I orgasmed. Now I was still orgasming and could no longer hold my bladder and started pissing like a racehorse. It was fucking intense. After I composed myself, I washed my hands and went back to finish my sandwich. She never gave me any reason to think she knew what I did.
I was getting bolder with this girl and I now had a huge fucking thing for her even though we hardly knew anything about each other and never really spoke. At this point, this was the way I liked it. Talking to this sweet little thing could ruin everything, especially since I am shit at any sort of relationship and have never had anything lasting and at this point have no desire for that either. You are either a buddy, a fuck-buddy or both! ;-D
I decided to start wearing skirts in there and getting a little... ehem... too comfortable, leaning back, letting my legs spread open a little as I read a book or work on my laptop; all while secretly watching to see if she would look. I would see her glance and notice but she did not seem interested in looking. I know I am a crude pervy bitch but at least I am honest about it! Lol! One day I may have pushed it a bit too far when I was feeling a bit too frisky. I went in with no panties and spread my legs a little too wide. She had a clear view of my paradise below; I was dripping wet. I acted as if I was reading a book with my hand on my forehead, but I was peeking through my fingers at her the whole time. It was only a minute before she looked up and saw everything. Her face turned red and she got the biggest fucking grin on her face and quickly turned away. At this time I was super embarrassed too and slowly closed my legs. I felt really awkward after that and decided to turn things down a little bit, yet I was still wearing cute clothes too skimpy for the weather.
One day when I was in there I was wearing a white tanktop that is just slightly too thin to wear without a bra, yet I do it anyway and she was being very obvious about checking out my chest. She is a boob girl! This is disappointing as I am very limited when it comes to breast size, but she has a nice pair already. Even though I do not have much to offer she continued to check me out. As she made my sandwich I just watched her and smiled as she looked at me and then stared straight at my breasts, before adding each ingredient. After that I really wanted to put on something for her to look at.
My next visit I wanted to wear this yellow tanktop I have had for years and is way too thin to wear for anything but sleeping in. It is just out and out see-through, and form fitting to boot. I stood in front of my mirror and slid on my yellow tanktop. It barely went down below my bellybutton but you could see everything. I have a pair of jeans that are super low cut and tight as hell which I have only worn them out clubbing. They barely go up above my clit! if I had any bush at all it would be fully exposed in these jeans. Needless to say, even the smallest thong would be exposed with these jeans on. I slipped on my white sneakers and considered walking out the door. I looked trashy. My nipples were clearly visible. My bellybutton was covered but clearly visible and below was 6 inches of exposed skin before my got to my jeans that looked like they were painted on. Fuck, what do I do? I want that little bitch to see me like this, but do I dare? Can I walk out of my house looking like this? God dammit! I grabbed a bottle of Capn Morgan and took an extended chug, dropped my pants an inch and started rubbing myself just to get aroused enough to do something stupid. It worked! Now I am fucking horny, dressed like a trailerpark girl in heat, and willing to walk out my door like a the slutty mess I was.
It was still morning, brisk and windy, and my hair was still damp from the shower. I started shivering and it felt like my nipples wanted to rip through my top they were so stiff. I noticed some heads turn as cars drove past. I made it to the door and there she was, waiting for a customer. I like to think I was the customer she was waiting for. I walked in and her eyes went straight to my chest. She smiled, peeked up at my eyes, and then went straight back down to my perky boobies. She did not say "Welcome to Subway as usual", she just watched me walk up to the counter. I looked up at the menu as if I did not know what they had, in all honesty I had not thought at all about eating. She had the biggest shit eating grin on her face and said straight out, "I can see your tits". Without skipping a beat I said with a cocky attitude in my voice, "You show me yours since I showed you mine". She looked around, lifted her shirt above her white tanktop, and proceeded to pull that down below her beautiful breasts. They were amazing, even more perfect than I had imagined. I am no snob when it comes to boobs but I can appreciate a work of art as well. I smiled and my jaw dropped. She said, "Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer". I chuckled. She said, "Really, hurry up and take a goddamned picture." I struggled getting my phone out of my tight ass jean pockets. She patiently waited and I snapped a photo. After she readjusted herself she asked what I would like, as if nothing happened. I got my sandwich, ate half of it and left. As I walked out the door she said, "byee" in a cute little unusually high-pitched voice.
Now I am sitting here wondering what is going to be next... ;-D
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