I only came in for a few things. Milk, bread… and apparently, trouble.
Maybe it was the way I lingered in front of the shelves, fingers tapping against my lips, pretending to browse. Maybe it was the way my skirt rode up just a little too high when I bent down to grab something from the bottom shelf.
I could feel eyes on me. Could almost hear the sharp intake of breath behind me. But I didn’t look back... not yet. I just shifted my weight, let my thighs press together, and smirked.
What would you have done, lover? Would you have grabbed my waist, whispered in my ear… or just stood there, watching, aching, waiting for me to make the next move? 😏🔥
Aino Olivia
2025-03-13 18:21:34 +0000 UTCAino Olivia
2025-03-13 18:21:27 +0000 UTCMichael Cooper
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