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I?m very slender, with a pretty nice set of supple C-cup breasts, as well as a mean of lush, dirty blond hair. I was a cheerleader in high school, and I still look like one, even if I pass more for a college one these days. Ever since having a child, we haven't really had much of a chance to have any more of our 'adventures'; our sex life was okay to say the least. We just didn?t have that thrill we used to have in Escort Kaynarca (http://kaynarca.t2bro.net/) the early days, and I longed to bring it back somehow. One day I was in the kitchen, remembering how much I used to get off on being teased in public. We still had fun when we had the time and energy, but maybe that's why I miss the really fun times. I didn't feel like I was getting enough excitement. I went out to check on Daniel, who was napping on the couch. I tried to wake him up, to see if he wanted to go grocery shopping with me, but he didn't want to get up, so he ignored me and rolled over. Shrugging, I went back to the kitchen to continue my private fantasizing. After a short while, it became too much. I had a longing to feel that humiliation. Our daughter was at school, so I went upstairs to change. I nervously rummaged through my clothes to find my mini skirt and tiny t-shirt. I found Daniel's favorite thongs, red lace with tiny bows on the front and back, and slipped them on. I grabbed my keys and walked out the door, leaving my husband sleeping obliviously on the couch. As I started up the minivan, I realized I was starting to get wet just thinking about how many men would Aydınlı escort (http://aydinli.t2bro.net/) be staring at me again. I arrived at the store, and grabbing a cart, I pushed it inside, anot noticed there were already several men staring at me. I could feel their eyes moving up my thighs to the hint of my ass peeking out of my short skirt. It sent a shiver up my spine, the kind I haven't felt in years, and I loved it. As I started to slowly move through each aisle, I saw younger men stop at the end of the aisles trying to inconspicuously check me out. Part of me hoped that one of these boys would have the balls to walk up to me and use me in the way my husband used to. Right then, as if someone heard my naughty thoughts, someone appeared behind me. I turned to face a tall, strange man and was shocked by how handsome he was. He had a face meant for movies and long, dark hair tied back into a ponytail. He wore nice-looking dark clothes, and was obviously older than some of the boys who kept staring at me, but still young, no more than a few years older than me. ?You must be looking for a little excitement, aren't you?? He had such a deep, sexy voice. I stammered at his question, ?I-I'm just shopping for food.? I couldn't believe I?d said that. ?No one dresses like that just to get 'food',? He crossed his arms, speaking like he could see right through me. ?Why don't I shop with you?? Did I want him to shop with me? Hell yes, I did! ?I, uh...? I glanced down at the end of the aisle to the boys staring me down from a distance.