As the weather starts to cool down, you’ve got to seize every chance to catch the few girls still willing to wear skirts. Last week, we had a few surprisingly hot days, and when I went grocery shopping with my wife, I was thrilled to spot another woman in a short skirt. She was a young mom, blonde with fair skin, wearing a spaghetti-strap tank top and a small backpack, pushing a cart with a kid, maybe two or three years old, sitting in it. She was making funny faces to keep the kid giggling. I even made a goofy face at the kid as I passed by.
When she got to the frozen section, checking out chicken thighs and breasts, she leaned over the cart, one hand resting on it, her body turned slightly. The hem of her skirt lifted high on one side, revealing the cutest little panties underneath—gray, snug, and hugging her curves perfectly. Her ass was firm and round, not sagging at all, paired with her slim, toned legs. It was a sight that left me feeling pretty damn good inside.
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