I was in my early 20's when this particular event occurred it changed my life forever. As a youth I always dreamed of an older more mature gent taking charge, immobilising me and having his way but that is really as far as this fantasy went, until this day.
I had finished work early afternoon and went into town to find myself a pair of black shoes to wear with my new trousers I had bought a few weeks ago. I was particular about what I wanted and so I went from shop to shop to see what the range was. It was a hot summer day so I decided to be comfortably clad in sheer muslin shirt and some very fitted lightweight canvas jeans that left very little to the imagination, but that was the fashion in those days. I stumbled upon a shop that I hadn't been into before; there was a great range of men's shoes and several pairs that took my fancy. I couldn't believe my luck!
The shop was busy and I had to wait a while before being served. It looked as though the rather ruggedly handsome gent was there by himself, but he seemed to have everything under control. I asked him if I could see a few of the styles on display and try some on. He seated me and went to find my size in three different styles. I watched him as he retrieved one pair out of the display stack. He was a well-built man wearing a polo shirt and some snug casual shorts that defined his legs, butt and basket. The sight of this solid man meant that I had to rearrange myself due to an impromptu stirring in my jeans. I didn't think that he noticed as he walked past to gather the other pairs from out the back, so I assumed he was straight.
I had finished work early afternoon and went into town to find myself a pair of black shoes to wear with my new trousers I had bought a few weeks ago. I was particular about what I wanted and so I went from shop to shop to see what the range was. It was a hot summer day so I decided to be comfortably clad in sheer muslin shirt and some very fitted lightweight canvas jeans that left very little to the imagination, but that was the fashion in those days. I stumbled upon a shop that I hadn't been into before; there was a great range of men's shoes and several pairs that took my fancy. I couldn't believe my luck!
The shop was busy and I had to wait a while before being served. It looked as though the rather ruggedly handsome gent was there by himself, but he seemed to have everything under control. I asked him if I could see a few of the styles on display and try some on. He seated me and went to find my size in three different styles. I watched him as he retrieved one pair out of the display stack. He was a well-built man wearing a polo shirt and some snug casual shorts that defined his legs, butt and basket. The sight of this solid man meant that I had to rearrange myself due to an impromptu stirring in my jeans. I didn't think that he noticed as he walked past to gather the other pairs from out the back, so I assumed he was straight.