I’ve sat on what I’m about to say for a couple of days now and I just can’t contain myself any longer! Two days ago, my baby and I went to the doctor’s office and, upon our arrival, there was this young thing sitting in the waiting room, her cell glued to her ear.
As I took a seat across from where she was sitting – and keep in mind that she’s sitting in my field of vision – I was treated to a very interesting view of her coochie, thanks to (1) the really short pants she was wearing and (2) the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties!
The third thing I observed was that she was also clean-shaven down there…
Okay, a couple of things and the first is something I will never apologize for: If you show it to me, I’m going to look at it! The next thing is that I am still enough of a gentleman to try not to stare at such an interesting sight but, in this case, well, it just wasn’t possible to not look.
The young thing with the rather nice muff was totally oblivious to the fact that she’s sitting there with her legs up and spread… and there’s a man sitting across from her. My baby gets done at the receptionist’s desk and, as it happens, takes a seat directly across from the girl… so you know my baby got flashed big time, right? We look at each other and I know she’s thinking what I’m thinking – those thoughts were confirmed a bit later because politeness mandates that you not talk about such things while the subject of your conversation is within earshot of you.
I guess the girl realized that she was being a bit too, um, comfortable; it’s like her awareness came back, she realized that she was showing us her pussy, and put her legs down and closed them… for all of about fifteen seconds before she turned her attention back to her phone call and, yowsah, up and open came the legs again, and the flashing continued.
So I was thinking (as I was enjoying the show) that, okay, some women really have no body modesty, which is either a good or bad thing depending on the situation. The thought also entered my head that she might have been doing it deliberately; some women do get off on being a bit of an exhibitionist – but I almost immediately ruled that one out. I eventually decided that she was so focused on her conversation that her mind and body kinda disconnected for those few minutes and she was just making herself more comfortable as she talked… and, honestly, I didn’t mind one bit that she was comfortable.
Like I said, there’s no shame in my game at all; you show it, I’m looking at it – but I will be tactful about it and not make any comment that might prove embarrassing to one and all. Was I worried about my baby snatching my eyes out because of this? Nope – she knew a couple of things, like, there was no way I could not see the girl’s pussy from where I’m sitting, I am a man – we LOVE looking at pussies – and I’m not dead.
See, if I had acted as if I hadn’t seen it – and she asked me later if I did – and I said that I didn’t notice it – she would have hammered me for lying to her because, obviously, how could I have not seen it?
We both did feel that given the nature of the very short pants she was wearing, she should have, at the least, put on a thong; one of my rhetorical questions after the fact is why put on a bra but not wear panties with those pants? Decorum and “standard” modesty rules kinda mandate that if you’re wearing shorts (and especially short-shorts) you should put some drawz on because, well, some people might get offended or you just might wind up with some unwanted attention.
My baby and I were laughing as we left the doctor’s office because when they took her blood pressure with one of those wrist cuffs, the girl who did it didn’t put in on my baby’s small wrist properly so it said her BP was 170/100 – we both knew that was wrong. We cracked up because I said, “Well, maybe your pressure was up because you got flashed by that girl… maybe it’s a good thing she didn’t take my blood pressure, huh?”
So we got to see the show and got a good laugh or two out of it. It also spoke to the dynamics of our relationship as well because even though she knew I was looking, she didn’t bitch me out for it and I know quite a few women who would have read me the riot act and right on the spot and where EVERYBODY could hear it (including the show’s producer, director, and star).
I had commented to her that, yeah, I thought it was a rather nice coochie, all things considered; not only did my baby agree but there were no recriminations forthcoming because of my truthful comment because what’s really obvious in this is that, yeah, I can look at another woman’s pussy and it doesn’t mean anything other than I saw it and it definitely didn’t have anything to do with our relationship.
It was one of those chance things. The girl did what she did, we saw what we saw, and that was that. We got a few laughs out of it and it was my though to blog about it when we got home… but I thought that it really wasn’t that big of a deal… but, shit, I just wouldn’t be me if I didn’t write about the show… so I have.