The other day I was in the pub having a few quiet beers by myself. The door opened and in walked the most stunning woman I've ever laideyes on. 5'9'' tall, stunning blue eyes, silky blonde hair, an hourglassfigure barely covered by a tiny mini skirt and a flimsy cotton top. Icould see she was not wearing a bra and her incredibly firm breasts wereon show.
After watching her walk in I turned back to my beer. No soonerhad I taken a sip when I turn to see her pulling another bar stool upclose to me and sitting down. She said ' Hi ', and I said ' Hi' in return. She asked how I was andtook my hand and placed it on her perfect inner thigh, rubbing it up anddown. 'So, does that make you feel good ?' she asked. .'I'll bet you feel good,' she continued.'In fact, I'll bet you've never felt this good before.' 'Well, I have,' I corrected her. 'You see, when I was 18, I was pickedto play for the school 1st. XV in the Public School Finals in front of acrowd of about 3000 and I felt really good.'
I immediately felt a bit pathetic saying that and I thought she wouldget up and go but she took my hand off her thigh and put it up the frontof her top. Her nipple pushed into my palm as she massaged my hand intoher pert, perfect breast. 'How do you feel now,' she purred. ' OK' I replied.
Again, she said, 'I'll bet you do. In fact, I'll bet you've never feltTHIS good before!'
Unbelievably I heard myself saying 'Well, actually I have. In that game,we were down by six points with about 20 seconds left in the match. TheOpposition kicked the ball deep into our half of the field, where Icaught it. I ran up field, side-stepping past the first few defenders,palmed off a couple of would-be tacklers, burst through a few forwards,chipped over their fullback, regathered and scored a Try right under theposts with about 2 or 3 seconds 'till full time. We were still behind byone point, but I had a simple kick at goal with which to win the matchand........ ' '
Ahhh....' she growelled between clenched teeth, more than a bitmiffed, pulled my hand from under her top and thrust it down the frontof her skirt. My fingers immediately met what felt like a wisp of softcotton , and she was wet !!!! She snapped, 'Well tell me this, Smart Ass : Have you ever felt such ac_nt?' 'I certainly have' I answered, 'I missed the kick.'
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