Let’s fantasize with you, what if you met me on the street? ..

Let’s fantasize with you, what if you met me on the street? What would it be like? The tapping of my heels on the wet pavement caught your attention and made you turn around... The source of this captivating sound was the red stiletto shoes I was wearing. I could feel myself attracting the attention of everyone around me on this street… it made me happy and confident. I loved wearing high heels and getting wanting looks from men who devoured me with their gaze. I walked down the street like a cat on the prowl, wiggling my hips slowly and sensually. My ass seemed to dance from side to side, they loved what they saw. I knew what I had to do to be the center of attention. I could feel my unbearable growing excitement. You quickly looked me over with an upward glance: high heels, long slender legs, a big juicy ass and a pretty angelic face. Blonde... and you’re crazy about blondes! This day would have been even more beautiful if one of these men hadn’t been afraid to come up to me, I was longing for something like this to happen. Flirting, a new acquaintance... I couldn’t help myself. I felt your piercing stare which gave me goosebumps as our gazes met... The insanely beautiful blond, eyes with a blazing fire mirrored the mutual interest. Some kind of magic hung in the air, and those seconds seemed like they lasted forever. But still, I looked away embarrassed, and you continued to think about me. My figure was incredible: The tight blue jeans emphasized every curve of my form, the short white top without a bra did not hide the athletic and firm abs with a small piercing in my belly button, and my long slender legs grabbed your attention. Attraction. Desire. Excitement. There was desire and passion in the air, and the attraction drove me crazy. For a second you seemed to freeze - deep in thought. What were you thinking about? What color panties I was wearing? You were dying to see, dying to slowly take them off me? But first you had to deal with those tight jeans showing off my luscious, peach. You’re imagining slowly taking off all my clothes and enjoying my beautiful body, leaving only those red heels on. For a second you were drowning in this fantasy, imagining what things you would do to me. Meanwhile, the pace of my heels quickened and I was already far away. The unbearable desire to catch up with me was pushing you, because something attracted you to me, and you have never experienced such a feeling before...