Caught.. Red-handed

by Michael   Oct 30, 2017

Curiosity niggled my
immature thoughts,
that afternoon.

I flicked my impish eyes
towards the lady in

Every time I did,
her glare fixated
on me.

Her poise was motionless;
a stance of sophistication,
with a body, of feline of distinction.
Her complexion; glimmered;
a soft pale tone, as she stood in
the spotlight.

Her golden hair; bobbed beneath
a rouge beret; with a slightly
suggestive chiffon white blouse
tucked neatly into deep red pencil skirt;
tightly drawn flawlessly,
around her thighs; hugging
her shapely legs.

A subtle fragrance; wafted
teasing my senses, a soothing
aroma of coolness, equalling
her suave composure.

(A little spicy too).

was it her scent?
I wondered.

my intrigue nudged me
closer to her attention
which I did with callow

People were everywhere
which aided my mischievous

And as I reached her..


could not resist.

I touched her bottom.

A comment from the store
assistant remarked at my

An embarrassing moment-
caught red-handed at only 11
years old!

But, in truth-

actually nice to feel a
dummy for once!


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  • 9 months ago

    by Risqué

    too cute!

  • 9 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    Mr. M this made me giggle too...haha.
    Nicely told. :-)

    • 9 months ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Miss Mel :)

  • 9 months ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    OHHHH Michael - many giggles here!!!!
    You also had me going for a moment!!

    haha Well done..

    • 9 months ago

      by Michael

      Thanks nams,
      well going for a moment is good enough haha x :)

    • 9 months ago

      by deeplydesturbed

      going for a moment - haha my mind is well int he gutter this morning!!!

  • 9 months ago

    by Brenda

    Oh Michael what a fun write! Had me going for a moment. Well done-

  • 9 months ago

    by Mark

    Laughing here Michael, very well written.

    • 9 months ago

      by Michael

      haha thanks Mark :)

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