milly-aubrey:Your palms are sweaty, your heart beats fast in your chest and you can feel your face
milly-aubrey: Your palms are sweaty, your heart beats fast in your chest and you can feel your face flushed already. The “date” - such as it was - had gone well, you thought…she seemed sweet, to a fault. Bubbly, cheerful…certainly enthusiastic to be meeting you here, for the first time. You talked of little things, silly things, superficial things. Certainly no mention was made of the horrors society had endured over the past - god, had it been two years already? And - she was no where near as aggressive as you had expected her to be. Unattached women had a tendency to be that way, ever since the Event. But as she stops here in the hallway, now that there’s no one else around, her expression is different. Taller than you by nearly a head, she’s looking down at you with that same ebullient smile. But there’s something else behind those now glittering eyes. A deep breath straightens her back, and her gargantuan breasts draw your gaze helplessly down. Oh no… …She giggles. Thanks for this submission from an anonymous follower. I think my followers will enjoy this posting as much as I did. -- source link