This is a good one about something I experienced that didnt end up in bed. Sometimes deeply erotic experiences dont go all the way to intercourse, let alone conversation. Such was the case when I was stationed in Germany in the military 11 years ago when I was 29.

I went to the base commissary to a bit of grocery shopping late one afternoon.

I wasnt looking for anything and didnt expect ANYTHING to happen.

So I was quite surprised when I went down one side of the store through produce and then turned back up the first ailse and began to look around. About half way down I looked ahead and saw someone move there cart out and move around the person in front of them. OH WOW.

What a stunning sight. Whoever she was had a killer figure and had it dressed to the tee. Sometimes you see a person of the opposite sex that immediately strikes a chord deep in your soul. Before seeing her face what I saw was one of the shapliest women I'd ever laid eyes on. She was about 5'7" or 5'8". Extending up from a pair of chocolate brown snakeskin pumps, with spiked heels of about 4 or 5 inches were two of the lovliest and most perfectly shaped ankles and calves I had EVER seen. Those shoes must have been custom made because they blended in perfectly with the shape of her feet and legs.She was also in a red skirt just above the knee and a matching jacket. I could only pray she a civilian contract worker and was in Germany alone.

All this glory was crowned by a mane of jet black shoulder length hair.

I held back for a second and waited for her to move. When she did it was poetry in motion. She glided along like those shoes were her feet. And her skirt was having a difficult time hiding a very delicious pair of thighs and an soft place to die for. I deliberetly changed course so I could come down an ailse in front of her. When I did I saw she was wearing a low cut black silk blouse under her jacket.

Likewise, they couldnt hide a very nice set of tits. Her face was mature but still very lovely. About 45. A little stern and business like. Like her suit.

Those were definately her colors. A few more passes back and forth and I think she knew I was checking her out. She walked past me on one ailse as I pretended to look at items on the shelf. Baby diapers, of all things. What did either of us need with those? It was here I got my closest soft place shot. Oh my, it looked good. I circled around again and met again at an end cap. She extended her left hand out like she was going to pick something up, eposing an empty ring finger.

I also noticed she seemed to be buying for one. I began to think to myself, what could her name be, is she married.

If not, she HAS to have a boyfriend. How could any man let a woman like this walk around unattended? Anyway one more pass.

A trip to the bakery that I didnt need just so I could follow her and watch her walk about and take in the ahole scene. I should have made some clever conversation, but I've never been that quick around women. Besides all my sexual experiences in the past had been with much older women.

When you stop to talk to an older woman out of the blue like that, she almost knows for sure what you're after. Finally to the check out line. We checked out in lines right next to each other.

As she was reaching in to her purse she turned to look back at the line. Then turned her head and looked at me.

Finally turning her whole body towards me and turning her back on her groceries. While digging in her purse she looked up at me hard. I thought maybe I can get a phone number here. I met her stare then we both just gently turned away. She left ahead of me and I caught a glimpse of her legs and killer heels. Oh lord, what I could do with that I thought. Following her out of the parking lot in her little Beemer we both drove toward the main gate.

Just short of it she whipped around and headed in the opposite direction. I thought, maybe the record store. We'd have to talk there.

I drove there and made quick walk through but no luck.

For some time I discreetly trolled about on my own time and tried to catch sight of that little brunette, but, unfortunately never did.