“I want you!”
She said and looked straight to my eyes. Was it only my imagination? She had interesting way of representing herself; she flirted with whole classroom, smiled, winked, and looked straight to your eyes. She knew how to make you laugh, feel unique and special. She had a gift.
When she was giving a speech, I imagined her only with underwear, lace pants and high heels. I tried to concentrate what she was actually saying, but only thing what I could think was her lips, how soft they would be.
Whole group had coffee after a workshop; we all had nice time talking to each other. When I was pouring my second cup of coffe, she came to me. Smiling as always, she had evil smile. She looked to my eyes, I tried to breath. This wasn’t what I had planned. I should be on control, the evil seductress, but she took my breath away. I was almost shaking.
“You liked the workshop?”
“Yes it was really interesting.”
“You can come to me anytime, any problem, I can solve.”
Her accent was poet to my ears. I could have sex only with that accent.
Then she winked and turned her back. She really did that, she winked to me. I didn’t know where to watch, what to say when she walked away with those high heels. Kip Kop, Kip, Kop they clattered.
“I will.”
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