The Cock Watcher

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  My name is Shela. I’m married to to a successful business man. My husband has to travel a lot and is sometimes gone a week or more at a time. I’ a rather short 5’2 inch brunet. I work out regularly and weigh 110 pounds. I must confess that for many years I have been a zipper watcher. Where ever I go I’m always checking out the guy’s pants. I especially like tight jeans. I always get a little turned on when I see a guy whose zipper is really straining. The other day I was feeling lonesome so I put on a nice tank top and shorts. My boobs are a generous C cup and I wore a push up bra that really made them look good under that low cut tank top. I needed a few things from the grocery store so I went to town. I got lots of admiring glances from the men at the store, which made me feel a little better. After getting my groceries, I stopped at a new gas station that just opened. I pulled in behind this large black Mercedes Benz. I could not help notice the handsome guy pumping the gas. He must have been at least 6 foot 2 inches tall because he towered over me. He had black wavy hair, and a nice tan. He wore a black silk shirt that bursa escort fit perfectly to his muscular body. His pants were also black silk that fit to a tee. I could hardly believe it but I could clearly see the outline of his cock and balls! I pretended to be having trouble getting my pump to work and asked him if he knew how to get the pump turned on. He slowly walked over, smiled and looked at me with beautiful blue bedroom eyes and said, very confidently, “ I can get almost anything turned on”. As he started the pump, I made sure that he got a good look down my tank top. We talked for a moment about the weather and what a pain these new pumps were. As we talked I kept glancing at those skin tight pants. He must have liked my overflowing bra and tank top because I could see his cock swelling larger and larger. The head of his penis was extra large, I could clearly see the indentation between the head and the shaft of his cock! I was wondering just how large it would get, when suddenly the pump shut off. He asked “is there anything else that I can do for you?” I did not know what to say. Before I could say anything, he handed bursa escort bayan me a business and went back to his car. As he approached his car he turned back to me and smiled. I’m sure he was giving me one last chance to check out his tight pants. That evening I kept thinking about him, I wondered if I would ever see him again. Most of all I could not get the image of that cock that seemed to just keep getting bigger and bigger off my mind. Finally I remembered the card he gave me which thought I stuck in my wallet with my credit card. I hoped I still had it. Nervously I fumbled around for it, finally I found it. The card said “ Fantasy Dreams” Bro, and a phone number. I nervously called the number. A soft sexy female voice answered “ Shela, Bro said you would be calling, what kept you so long darling”. I said I wanted to see Bro. She explained that Bro could not see me until Thursday and that it would be $2,000 for the evening. Dam I thought, he seduced me at the gas station and I did not even know it. I had gone this far so, he was gorgeous, and that gorgeous cock, without hesitating, I gave her my credit card number. She escort bursa said Bro would be at my place at 8:00 on Thursday. It was only Monday so I had several days to think about it. I’m a pretty good cook so I planned some nice h’orderves and drinks. I dressed for the evening in a sexy maids outfit that really showed off my boobs and barely covered my ass. Eight o’clock came and went. I was wondering if they just took my money and split, what was I going to do call the police? Finally around 8:45 his car pulled into the driveway. This time he wore a bright red shirt, and white pants. The pants and shirt fit the same as before, like a glove. He was carrying 2 dozen red roses. He gave me the flowers and gave me a very gentle kiss on the lips. I immediately forgot about him being nearly an hour late. I served him the h’orderves and made him a drink. I made sure to bend over in front of him plenty of times. Each time he would give me a nice polite compliment, and each time I could see his cock in those tight silk pants getting bigger. The head of his penis looked even bigger than before as it tried to escape those thin white pants! We started kissing and before long I felt his tongue slowly entering my mouth. I returned the favor and allowed my hand to slide down his leg to feel that cock. As I touched it he quivered all over. God it was huge.

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