I'm gonna tell you a little bit about myself real quick. My name is John and I run a gun store in Wyoming. My town is averaged size with majority of our economy being the oil fields. I'm 5' 8" 150 pounds. I'm not in the greatest of shape but I'm some what toned. Short brown hair and Hazel eyes. I'm 22 years old. Like I said I run a gun store for a local couple in town. They are the nicest people you will ever meet. Our store is a very successful business. It's managed well, thanks to me.
There's this girl who works at the local floral shop whom I've been lusting over the past 2 months. Her name is Kristen. I've never been able to quite build up enough courage to go and ask her out, obviously being afraid of rejection.
Every night while laying in bed I'd close my eyes and remember Kristen's beautiful face, nice breasts and firm looking ass. All the while feeling my cock harden. Naturally I reach down and stroke it while these images run through my mind. I imagine what her breasts must look like without a shirt and bra on. I began to stroke faster. Taking her nipples into my mouth and gently sucking on them and giving them a nice little nibble. I began to wonder what her pussy is like. Is it shaved? Is there a line? Does she have a small patch? I stroke a little faster now. I envision a nice landing strip and began to eat at her pussy. Imagining her screaming my name with pleasure. Making me stroke faster. I lay her down and gently ease my cock into her extremely wet pussy. I began to wonder how tight it is. I pick up the pace on my stroking even more. Finally I'm all the way in. I imagine a nice tight wonderful pussy engulfing my cock. Now I'm stroking it relentlessly. Imagining making love to her until finally I feel my cock harden and out comes my load. I roll over go to sleep happy, thinking about her laying next to me.
I work in the store Monday through Saturday. I don't have time to go out and do anything considering how tired I am at the end of the day. Well this particular Saturday evening I decided it would be wise to go out and sit at a bar, even if I only have a couple beers. I was sitting at the bar alone for oh about 30 minutes or so when a group of people walked in. Two couples and a girl who was by herself. They decide to sit at the table next to me. I noticed the girl who was by herself was Kristen, the girl from the local floral shop. My stomach dropped from under me at the site of her beauty. She looked over at me and gave me a nice smile. I could feel myself turning red. I couldn't look away.
I'm sitting there drinking my beer trying to muster up the courage to go talk to her when something strange happens. Kristen leans over the table and said something to the girl sitting closest to me. The girl closest to me then reaches out and strokes my arm as to get my attention. I look over and see them both looking at me. They turn away real quick blushing. Kristen and the girls decide to get up and go to the dance floor to dance. I look over at the other guys and asked why she stroked my arm. They had no idea.
I couldn't help but to watch Kristen dance with her friends. I was watching her very intently and occasionally would glance at me, smile and turn away real quick. This was building my confidence to talk to her. I keep watching her move her body. She looked like a goddess out there. I could feel my cock begin to harden so I make a break for the bathroom.
Once I'm in the privacy of the bathroom I begin to tell myself to calm down.