Mall hookup

[Ginger Anne R]

Ginger, 23, 5-5, 120, blond hair, 34DD, cute face.

It is a bueatiful day, but I am bored. I decided to go to the mall, not exactly sure what I was looking for. Subconsciously though, I think I am looking for an afternoon of sex and fun. That must be the reason I am wearing low cut, pink and white tube dress with short black pumps and a mischievous look on my face.

 

[DrStein]

Name: Bram Jones
Age: 25
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 170 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown

Bram stood in a music shop at the mall. The selection at these places was usually pretty poor and many of them gauged their prices, but if you had good timing you could find a couple gems. He lucked out today. He managed to find three albums and two EPs he'd been looking for to round out his music library back home.

He tossed a lock of his elbow-length brown hair over his shoulder and moved to the check-out counter.

 

[Ginger Anne R]

As I walked past the music store on the first level, I noticed a tall guy with long hair, getting ready to check out. I wandered into the store and pretended I was looking at headphones and CD cases which were located about 10 feet or so from him. I playfully flipped my blond hair and smiled as he caught me looking at him.

 

[DrStein]

Bram caught a young lady watching him as he paid for his CDs. He flashed her a charming smile and walked over to her. "Interested in the man or the music?" he asked jokingly.

 

[Ginger Anne R]

His question took me off guard and I didn't know what to say.

"I...I'm not really looking for music," I replied, twirling my hair in my fingers and walking my eyes up and down his tall figure. I smiled him seductively, strayed toward the exit trying to add a sexy sway to my hips and waited for him to finish his purchase.

 

[DrStein]

Bram checked to make sure he had everything and followed after the girl. "How about a musician, then?" he asked coolly. He loved to play this game with women. They clearly enjoyed it even more than him, and he just had fun with the tit-for-tat.

He wondered how much of a challenge this girl wanted to give him. Whenever he flirted with a woman, they put up varying degrees of resistance depending on how much they wanted him. Actually, it wasn't the degree of resistance so much as the tone. Those who were really enjoying it and were eager to see where it went would try to keep the game going as long possible and have as much fun with it as they could.