I keep my distance, pretending to look for items when she stops. She must know I’m following her, right? Maybe she doesn’t... she looks to posh to be in this shop... Her head turns over her shoulder and I’m sure she glimpses at me... she must know now that I’m following her. She stops and bends over to pick something up, right in front of me. I pretend to not notice, but I can’t help but look. My eyes fixed on her, admiring her figure, her amazing bum... I think I catch the impression of a suspender strap pushing through her skirt. My heart starts racing. She stands up and catches me looking, she gives me stare... she doesn’t look happy.
I realise now that I’m bordering on stalking, but I can’t help it... She squats down to pick up something from the lower shelf... her skirt rides up slightly... I glimpse a band of black lack... my heart racing again, she is wearing stockings, I can’t look away, I try to control myself.
All of a sudden she stands up, turns and walks straight towards me. I freeze, not knowing what to do.
‘Are you following me???’
‘No, I... I... errr’
‘You are. You’ve been following me for the last 10 mins down the aisles’
‘I promise, I’m not’
‘Don’t lie to me! I’m going to inform security, they can deal with you’
‘No please, don’t. Ok I was following you, I couldn’t help it’
‘You perv! I’m definitely reporting you. It’s not bad enough that I have to shop in here buying this crappy food after my car has broken down, now I’m being followed by a perv.’
‘Please don’t, I’ll do anything’
‘I don’t care, where is the security officer’
‘Please don’t, I’ll carry your shopping for you and pack it for you’
She pauses for a while, her eyes burying into me...
‘Very well, I’ve had enough of pushing that thing... there’s my trolley, push it... Now keep up I’m in a rush’
I grab the trolley, pushing it as I stay behind her, feeling guilty, naughty and excited all at the same time. She points at the items she wants, with me picking them up for her.
‘Keep up!’ |
