Loves Flustering Glance

Flitting Thought She walked across the busy road, evading the heavy traffic. Her skirt soaring through her inadequate movement. Issuing a supple glimpse of stocking lace, high on her elongated legs. She walked alone. Standing out, against the many pedestrians, that engaged with the tedious task of excursion. Her perky breasts, protruding through her silky blouse. Her clear, cream complexion, shimmering with the gentle glow of the evening sun. She was a vision. A picture to behold. She grabbed his attention and held it. He became a prisoner to his beating heart, hoping that probation would release his frozen posture on bail. He stood immobile. Unable to breathe, as he watched her shapely body, weaver elegantly towards him. The day was hot, full of dust and fumes. Elevating the angelic vision, further to the heaven of his mind. His dispersion glands opened. Shuddering. Releasing an untimely drop. Sending momentary stimulant of ecstasy through the cells of his susceptible psyche. Unable to grapple with his mind, from the hallucination of her. He licked his drying lips. Opened his shirt, aiding his breathless breathing. Time fragmented. Seeming to stop. His quaint imagination, placed them alone. Lifting them from the exposed, to seclusion. She was his for that moment. Acquainting her pose of lust, for his pleasure. He caressed her sexual form! Tainting the proposition of his mind, with a more exhibited aspiration. Tasting her! Touching the sweet vigilance in her descending elixir. Time ascended. Becoming lost to his engaged deliberation. It became too late to convey his appropriate wish. She had walked by. She was gone…….