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– What at you looking at? – I ask.

– The leather on your pants – he says.

– There’s no leather on the back of my pants.

– Well… my eyes see leather on the back of your pants – He gives me a smirk.

I am second in line to pay at the gas station. I have my hair on a ponytail exposing my neck, and it raises the skin on my entire body when I feel a breeze on the base of my hairline. When I turn around, I see two green eyes looking at me from above, from a very above.

I turn my back with insolence but I feel he keeps staring – I imagine his eyes like a laser beam up and down the back of my body. As the line moves, the girl behind the counter excuses for a second.

– I just need to take the pastries out of the oven – she says.

– No problem; take your time – he responds from behind.

I turn around and I give him one of my looks – not one of the good ones, but it has zero effect.

He smiles, his lips spreading over a set of nice teeth, his face lighting up. Man! He is tall! During the three – make it six – seconds I stare at him I see a white shirt, a leather jacket with the collar up and a stylish pair of jeans.

The loaf of bread and the two cartons of milk he is holding I don’t see.

I advance one step towards the counter to pull away. My knees are pressing now against all the chewing gums and my belly against chocolates.

Give me some space.

– Number 4, the grey car – I say with a threat of voice.

The girl is behind the counter again.

When I bow my head to take the credit card out of the wallet, I feel again a warm breath on the back of my head, so close moist materializes where the bone on the neck points the most.

My belly is melting the chocolate bars.

I squeeze to the side and I bang uncontrollably several pack of candy. I nervously apologize and I hurry to pick up the stuff from the floor. He kneels next to me and helps, and even though I don’t look at him, I can see his teeth smiling.

My wallet is on the floor, my name on the credit card peeking out.

– Nice name – he says.

I feel my heart banking and sweat stopping where my bra ties a bow.

– I will find you – I hear as I am running out to the car – I would like to see more of that leather on the back of your pants.

Are you kidding me?

A last peak and I see he is waving good bye with his nice-shaped eyebrows and a full smile.

Kids are in bed; I check a couple of mails from work while I open a bottle of wine.

As I am writing down a mental note to self to call my parents, the phone rings.

I lift the phone but I don’t recognize the number.

I would like to see more of that leather on the back of your pants.

I put the phone down on the counter again, I let it ring, and I swallow the entire glass of wine.

15 Comments Post a comment
  1. Freckles #

    Oh, such strange humans there are in this world. Hope the wine was god at least! 🙂 And that you’re week is perfect otherwise! 🙂

    May 27, 2010
    • That is the thing: he wasn’t a “weirdo”.

      He was a normal, good-looking, well-dress guy flirting openly. But I guess I was a late bloomer, yesterday 😛

      How is training? Done with the exams?

      May 27, 2010
  2. Freckles #

    Haha, oh well, seems to me that he could have found a better way to flirt 😛

    Training is awesome, posting new video soon. Just can’t get enough of it! I spend most days just waiting for the next workout x)

    And yes, the exam is all done. I’ve actually begun reading for the next to exams already. Math, kinda fun, but I seem to have forgotten the basic things like adding and subtracting and such similar things. :O

    May 27, 2010
    • one word, Freckles: CALCULATOR – l am basically lost without it! 🙂

      Lykke til, søtta 🙂

      May 27, 2010
  3. Freckles #

    Problem is; the new school system makes you do half the exam without the calculator 😥

    May 27, 2010
  4. I hope you saved his number! Call that one back! What’s better than knowing he had to go to some trouble to find your number too- 🙂

    May 28, 2010
    • missjenni, I think you and I have one thing in common : “Trouble” as a middle name! 🙂

      May 28, 2010
      • I think Jennifer Trouble and Silvia Trouble sounds fab!

        I think you’re my long lost twin 🙂

        May 30, 2010
  5. Hi there,
    Well, it seems to me this dude has one hell of a leather fetish..
    Hope you enjoyed that wine.
    Take very good care and here’s hoping you have a most pleasant week.
    With respect and kindness, Gary 🙂

    May 28, 2010
    • The wine went right straigth down, but it felt good, klahanie. 😉
      Leather fetish? I am not sure… either that or the guy was flirting, and that was his pick-up line…
      Either way, somehow arousing I must admit it was…

      May 28, 2010
  6. That’s fucking awesome!! You should write “romance” novels aka erotica…you have a gift….;)

    May 28, 2010
    • Thanks Gadgerson

      I am bringing sexy back… and I have a couple more waiting to be relased… 🙂

      May 28, 2010

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