kinkycasey:The Truly True Story of This Babygirl’s Morning Commute. It’s Bike to Work Day in Seatt
kinkycasey: The Truly True Story of This Babygirl’s Morning Commute. It’s Bike to Work Day in Seattle and Starbucks is giving away a free drink to anyone who shows up wearing bike kit. So, on the way to Starbucks my bike got a flat. Bummer. When I finally arrived, I grabbed my tea and proceeded to fix my flat (I’m a big girl, afterall, and took a whole class on how to do it). People were walking by passing me pretty regularly and finally an older gentleman stopped to help. I didn’t ask for help, but he clearly wanted to, and I was at the tricky part of the fix so I handed my tire and wheel over. He sat down at one of the outdoor chairs in the seating area and got the tire seated correctly for me (that’s the hard part) while holding the entire wheel in his lap (it’s the easiest way to do that). Next it was time to pump the tire and I grabbed my little hand pump. I attached it to the valve, while he continued to hold the wheel in his lap. Then I knelt down and started to pump. I quickly began to realize how sexual the situation was. I was holding the pump at its base (near his lap), gripping it firmly, and moving the handle back and forth in a pumping action. I bit my lip (it was hard work), blushed, and looked up at the guy. He was sooooo handsome (which I hadn’t noticed until that moment) and the eye contact was too much for me to bear as my right arm started to get sorta tired (it takes a long time to pump those things with those tiny pumps). So what did I do? I involuntarily started to think about high school, and backseats, and every single hand job I’ve ever given and I’m sure my cheeks were the brightest pink when I finally finished pumping. *blush* So, how was your morning? Gold. -- source link