Danny Taylor had been doing a few bits of
shopping and delivering Christmas cards around the village.
It was a cold and grey December day in
Mornington and there was a biting wind that made his skin tingle and took his
breath away.
But after all the errands were complete he headed towards The Old Mill Inn where he took refuge
in the bar and made himself comfortable beside the fire where Danny prepared to
get on the outside of a pint of Guinness and a large Jameson’s.
Danny’s eyes were drawn to the centre of the room where a striking strawberry
blonde was sitting with her long slender legs crossed.
She had a pen in one hand and a large drink
in the other and she was concentrating on something, that made her frown, a
crossword clue or perhaps a Sudoku and her bottom lip pursed slightly downward
almost like a wilting pink rose petal.
He noted that her eye kind of crinkled up and that combined with a slight
inclination of her head and gave him the impression she was confused and he
assumed her confusion was over what she was studying.
He took a sip of Guinness and then he
noticed a flash of golden light in her hair as if her strawberry curls had
ignited but it was lit by a shaft of sunlight which had burst through the grey
December skies.
Danny realised the sun had made her squint and this in turn screwed up her nose
and caused her to sneeze.
She sneezed quite indelicately and then again and again and this fit of sneezing
had an added interest to him because apart from the obvious effects the shaft
of sunlight had rendered her blouse quite transparent and each sneeze caused
her breasts to rearrange themselves rather delightfully within her non-existent
blouse and her sneezing fit had taken on a more sensual quality but alas all
too soon the sneezing stopped.
But he was pleased to see that her breathing had not and he watched with
fascination as with each subsequent breath she took, her breasts reshaped
themselves inside her almost invisible bra.
And the bonus was that she was blissfully unaware that her blouse had become
translucent.
Of course he should have done the
gentlemanly thing and looked away or at the very least alerted her to her situation
but in truth he was enjoying it too much.
Her sneezing fit had obviously dislocated
her breasts in their cups and so she made some corrections to her bra as each
adjustment she made to her straps served to more sharply define her assets on
display.
But alas all good things must come to an end and thanks to a thoughtless cloud
the shaft of sunlight was snuffed out and the show was over.
It had been a most pleasant respite and had warmed Danny up more than the
Jameson’s had, studying her most wondrous topography and he thought it was
amazing how the little things in life, not that they were small by any measure,
but little things can brighten up the dullest of winter days and it may have
been an un-gentlemanly thing to do, ungallant he supposed not to have averted
his gaze.
But the rogue inside him thought she only had herself to blame for going out on
a cold and grey December day without wearing a vest.
But after the surprising show he was left
with a feeling of guilt and arousal although in truth it was mainly arousal.
After she had finished rearranging her
chest she turned her attention back to what he now believed to be a crossword
and the frown returned to her face.
“Are you stuck?” he asked
“I’m afraid so” she replied
“Do you mind if I have a look?” he asked
“After all I’ve had a good look elsewhere”
he thought
“Would you mind” she replied and walked
over to his table.
She sat down next to him and they spent a
pleasant hour completing the crossword and another one after that just talking
but all the while the image of her sunlit form filled his head.
He was fortunate enough later that
afternoon to see them again but not on that occasion in the light of a random
sunburst, but lit by the firelight glow as they made love on the hearth
rug.
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