My heart thud loudly against my chest as I stare at her captivating features.
I've never seen anything or anyone this beautiful in my entire life.
Her silver hair was tied up, with her angelic facial out for display.
It seems an angel had descent to grace the earth with heavenly beauty.
Her movement was slow and I could feel that she's affected by me.
As expected.
Her eyes were glued to my own with curiosity. Golden irises, and I could swore it felt like there's a black slit in between the orbs, or not?
God! Who is this?
My eyes traced down to her well chiseled nose. Her heart shaped lips look luscious and ready to be devoured.
Oh fuck! My testicles!
Am I seriously getting a hard on right now?
But I cannot stop my evaluation, as she was now near and in just a few more steps, I could confirm what she smells like.
My eyes darted to her breasts. It wasn't excess, but big enough to label her as an endowed woman. Not that I mind any kind though, as long as it's on this lady.
They are well packed in her bra and screw her occupation! I'm sure it was the reason why she's not showing cleavages.
But still, my awk-like eyes could make out the size and I couldn't help but imagine how it will feel when I'm...
Hey! I know I'm shameless, but why does that sound perverted?
Okay, Drake, be serious.
I was able to calm a little now that she's near. I gauged her height and I'm sure she would shame some models if they are not careful.
I am a proud man, with the perfect jaw dropping height, which makes me stand out more and I'm sure this quality would do the same to this excellent lady among her peers.
Her waist is slim and stomach flat, complimenting her hourglass curves and I don't have to ask her to turn before guessing the type of ass she possessed.
Damn!
I still need to make her turn around though.
Okay! She's near now and placing the tray on the table, finally breaking eye contact with me.
I should be able to smell her now, but oddly, there's no specific scent that I could put my finger on, but being close to her feel relaxing.
I'm not sure if I'm making sense here, but seriously, it was as if suffocating for a long while and finally breathing in fresh air.
Okay! I think that's a better explanation.
My eyes were now glued to her lips. They are so pinkish and it looked glossy for some reason, even though I doubt she would apply makeup at work.
Vaseline, perhaps?
Anyway, I am a man of refined taste and seeing my dream woman, whom I've mentioned earlier that has stolen my heart at first sight, I should make a move right?
We haven't seen each other completely and I would like for that to happen.
I know I shouldn't stress myself, but I want to.
I want her to see all I've got, concerning look.
I will bear my heart to her, after.
I slowly parted my lips and caressed my lower one with my tongue to moisture it.
She looked up at me and nodded softly to acknowledge me, so it wouldn't seem like she just came like a robot and just left like that.
"Hey!" I made a move by greeting her.
She suddenly seemed uncomfortable and looked towards the direction of the entrance.
Hmm.. seems she's worried her boss might come in.
As if understanding my intention, she didn't reply to me and was about to leave, but I spoke up.
"Please, pass me that remote control."
She looked at me and I was actually stunned to see her frown.
Wow!
Just wow! Could that mean she hasn't been smitten by me?
Okay! More effort Drake.
I chanted like a mantra in my head and before she returned, I pulled up my sleeve, crossed my legs and rested my elbow on my knee, flexing my arm muscle for her to see.
I didn't have to look to know a few sexy veins must have protruded and I'm now looking hot as fuck!
I was about to complete my pose, by throwing away my face and fake a distinct stare, but then, my eyes caught on to her ass.
Christ!
Just like her lips came in a heart shape, her ass got the most sexy upside-down heart shape that I've ever seen.
They moved as she walked and not just moved, they clapped softly.
I was so damn sure, she could clap with it effortlessly.
Wow!
Almost half her body features are screaming "I love you"
My dream woman.
You're not escaping me, hon.