Escalator Fun
There’s a Target near our house with the entrance on the first floor and a long escalator leading up to the store on the second. Every time we go, I encourage my wife to wear a short skirt, maybe hiked up just a bit, so anyone behind her on the escalator gets a nice view of her smooth thighs—and if they’re lucky, maybe a peek under her skirt.
Sometimes, I get a little naughtier. I let her go up first, wait for a few people to follow, then trail behind to watch. Plenty of guys’ eyes go wide, totally locked on. The ones with partners try to play it cool, but you can tell they’re sneaking glances.
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