Those Tits

"Should I let you in there," you teased.

Sometimes curiosity can be more powerful than attraction.

I didn't interact with the cashiers often
but I'd gone up to the front
to drop off an item they'd been searching for.

She was new
and we'd never been formally introduced.

I grabbed the key to the online room
and slipped inside to put it
where they could find it.

What she said, hung in my mind
transported me elsewhere

the bad me
with the big girl

Even in the loose uniform
I couldn't help but to notice
how massive those tits were

"Should I let you in there?"

It echoed like an invitation
for my mind to travel to inappropriate places
my cock stirring in those work pants

She wasn't even my type
(not that I ever discriminate
when it comes to the idea of pleasure)
but those perfectly rounded tits
were like a beacon for my imagination

Bumping into each other
privately somewhere,
and where that opportunity
might present
for me to see them unclothed

Oh fuck...I think I would enjoy that
feeling them
mouthing them
maybe even...

I could have gone further,
but I hear my name paged on the intercom
and it is sadly back to work