Re: Indonesia: Business or Pleasure?
She seems slightly startled by a male voice suddenly coming from behind her as her sight was wandering to their side of the hallway.
“Oh… You must be Mr. Jonathan Chong…” Maria answered back, with a confirmation smile on her face. As she smiled, a small dimple appeared on her left cheek, and her eyes were closed for a brief moment. It made her look so adorable and yet sexy, at the same time.
Trying not to be too stoned by that magical moment, I quickly snapped back, nodded my head and flashed a smile as an acknowledgement.
“This way please, Mr Jonathan.”, putting down the huge signage with her left hand, as she turned to her right side and guided me to move towards the left side of the customs area, she continued, “I will be escorting you through the immigration counter, to quicken the whole process.”
“Sure! Thank you Ms. Maria” following her lead.
“Just call me Maria will do.” Maria replied in a more relaxed and casual tone of voice.
“And Call me Jon, Maria…” I responded with a smile. Maria responded with a smile, as she walked on my right.
Needing to re-adjust herself, Maria brought up the signage in her left hand, folded it in half and clamped it under her right armpit. Without her realizing it, this gesture actually compressed her right breast slightly and created a small gap in her white blouse between the 2nd and 3rd button. This sudden introduction of that small gap, seemed to have created a vacuum, and my attention was sucked towards it and I turned my head and my eyes slowly to my right. The iris of my eyes magnified significantly and my eyes started to widen as the view of the majestic treasure came in line with my sight.
In less than a friction of a second, I think both my eyes made at least a thousand nano movements, like a pack of hungry wolves, deprived of food for weeks. They were scanning fanatically. Analyzing every possible piece of data they were able to detect and pick up. It was extremely difficult trying to keep my vision away from that gap, and I needed to prevent myself from appearing too perverted, since this is the first time we met and I didn’t want to destroy any possibility of us developing further over the next few days…
“C`mon Maria, let me help you with that, it look kinda bulky” I pretended to offer to help her to carry the signage, raising my right arm and rotating my palm inwards so that it appeared like I wanted to take the signage from her. But in actual fact, all I wanted was to have a better view of what was or were hiding behind those white-coloured clothing.
“No No No Jon, it’s alright. No worries. I can handle it.” Maria rejected my offer kindly with a struggling smile to assure me that she could handle it. And to give me further assurance that she was able to carry it by her own, she raised her left hand to secure the signage firmly underneath her right armpit and that caused the vacuum between the buttons to open up even further. My breathing almost came to a stand still.
THERE… Right there they laid. So soft… So smooth… So inviting...
Sandwiched between a white-coloured bra with black polka dots. The bra and her treasures appeared to be in perfect fit. Her figure was well-concealed by her black blazer and I was unable to make an actual assessment of her cup size but she should be at least a B cup. The impact from securing the signage underneath her right armpit, sent multiple waves through both treasures, causing them to shake and vibrate. The shifting was further amplified by her walking motion.
Perhaps the sight was too much for my visual senses to handle so early in the morning, or perhaps it was the poor ventilation in the transit area. But its causing the temperature between my Hugo Boss shirt and my neck was increasing rapidly. My neck was feeling a little tight and my little Jon was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable in his enclosure...
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