Chapter 404 Blonde On The Bench:>Ep1

• There she was, a young woman from the local college, sitting all by herself on one of those benches inside of the busy mall. She was quite a cute girl, one whose beauty and sexual flavor caught my eye long enough for me to discover something else very interesting about her. She had dirty blond hair tied neatly in the back, wore a light jacket, and an extremely tight pair of blue jeans. The blue jeans, and what she was doing with them, is what caught my attention.
• I am a middle-aged man in my mid forties, and very happily married. When this little hottie on the bench first caught my attention, I was standing in one of those lingerie stores, looking for something erotic to buy my wife so we could have fun later that night. I work in the corporate world, and having come to the mall straight from a meeting with some important clients, I was dressed quite neatly in an expensive suit and tie. Certainly I did not look the part of a pervert, which came in handy as I was standing by myself in a women's lingerie store, looking out into the hallway at a young cutie sitting by herself on the bench.
• As I've said, the girl on the bench first caught my eye because she was cute, and I totally love a girl in tight blue jeans. But as I was turning away from my brief perusal of her, something about her posture seemed unusual, and curiosity prompted that I give her a second look. She was sitting cross-legged on the bench, leaning somewhat forward, and most importantly was slowly rocking methodically back and forth. She did so mildly, and most people wouldn't even have noticed it. But she was rocking herself with purpose, I was quite certain of it. Watching this for a few moments trying to piece it together, it was only when I looked up at the occupied expression on her face that I realized what she was doing. She was rocking back and forth, masturbating her clitoris against her tight blue jeans . . . in the middle of a mall!