Day Three: Naughty Nani
I work the late shift today. My long dark hair is flowing down my back and Versace perfume clinging to my skin. My makeup is on point, with a sexy Smokey eye that shows off my blue green eyes, and decked out in my favorite Tahitian pearl jewelry. But what’s on underneath? A sexy black push up bra and a matching lace g-string (Victoria’s Secret of course. Damn I miss that job).
It’s a slow afternoon at work, I’m cleaning and organizing, making sure the store is in pristine condition when I hear a tell-tale sound. The Fed-Ex Cart.
Now, Daddy, I’m sure you remember my run in with Fed Ex from last time..
Well, passing in front of the glass doors is the man in the black and purple uniform, but it’s not the usual guy or the one from the last game of tasks. It’s the one that all of us girls fawn over. He looks like a mixed Hawaiian Samoan god. Jason Mamoa has nothing on this man.
Normally we don’t get shipment on Saturdays, but it’s the holiday season so they usually run behind and make delivery’s on the weekend. Lucky me! I get to slyly ogle this tattooed man of chiseled perfection.
So what do I do? I move behind the counter as he is still outside and has his back turned to me. I shove my hand down my pants and under my skimpy panties and slide my fingers through my folds, gathering my wetness.
As I see him turn to push the door open, I hurry and pull my hand out of my pants. My heart is racing. Am I really gonna do this?! I fight the urge to wipe my wetness off my hands.
He gives me his million dollar smile and asks if I’m ready for Christmas. We engage in small talk as he hands me the little machine to sign in one hand with the little pen in his other hand. I grab the machine from him and then grab the pen with my wet hand, letting my fingers gently, but quickly, glide over his.
I busy myself with signing my name, not able to meet his face, he has to notice my hands are shaking. There’s no way that he didn’t notice my wetness. I’ve lost my mind completely, how could I have been so obvious about this?! When I go to hand him the pen and machine back, he brushes his fingers over my slick ones before he grabs the pen from me. I look up at him a little surprised. His graze over my wet fingers was deliberate. I can feel my face flushing as I see the smirk on his face. He smiles at me, “It’s really good to see you” He says. He winks and turns to walk away. Winks are a weakness for me and I feel a little gush between my thighs as I watch him leave the store. He starts to push his cart back the way he came, and he moves his hand up to his face! Was he smelling me? Tasting me? I have no idea, because he passed in front of the window and then out of sight. Damnit, I wanna know what he did! I still can’t believe this. Im flushing just thinking about it.
Well, Daddy. You said you couldn’t wait for my next tease. Here it is, but this time I was teased in return. Karma, I guess. 😉
Xo Miss Anonymous
I don’t even know what to say here. I am speechless. Knowing you are shy, I know you were and probably still are going insane right now. You are evil for painting such a vivid picture for me to “Not See”.