All Hallow's Eve Ch. 02

As much as I've tried, I can't get Cammie off of my mind. I kept an eye out for her on my usual morning walks with my dog and, I admit it, I tried to time it so I'd be near her neighborhood around 7:30. (in all fairness, I always walk my dog in the morning, I just, uh, rearranged our route!)

For the first few days, nothing. I was worried that maybe she was leaving earlier or later to avoid me. Well, it turns out that I never should have worried! Yesterday morning, I was out walking the pup when I heard this sweet, very feminine voice whisper "Good Morning, Mark!".

The sound took me by surprise, I hadn't even heard anyone behind me! I jumped and turned around. Pulling up besides me on her bike was none other than Cammie! My heart started pounding so loudly in my chest that I was sure she could hear it! Where would things go now? Would she call me a dirty old man or was she still interested?

She must have been on her way to teach a morning ballet class as she was wearing black, very form fitting, cotton pants, and a black zip up hoodie, over a white leotard. Her hair was pulled back in a long braid down her back, tied in a bow at the bottom was a black ribbon. She was wearing sunglasses with black frames, her make-up seemed to be limited to a shiny pink lipgloss.

"Oh! Good morning!" I eagerly greeted her. "How are you?"

Cammie easily, gracefully, slipped off her bike to walk along side me. "I'm good... a bit cold and tired, tho. It's too early!"

We made small talk for a little while, about the chilly morning and the early hour, when I noticed her dance bag, which was really an old bowling bag, hanging off the left handlebar of her bike. "Is that your purse or are you going bowling after work?" I teased.

Cammie almanbahis glanced over at me, laughing, "Neither, it's got all my dance stuff for my class in it!"

I gave her outfit a once over "Well, you look great. But what on Earth are you carrying in there?"

"Lets see.... there's my toe shoes, a bottle of water... and basically some other crap. Oh, and probably some lollipops!"

I smiled, I couldn't help myself, as I remembered the fun we had on Halloween. "Is that so?"

"Mm-hmm," she grinned, "So I can cause some more trouble!"

"You really are a trouble maker, you know that?" (but I was still unable to erase the grin from my face!)

Cammie tilted her head to the side and peered at me from over the frames of her sunglasses. "Well, maybe, but you were right there with me!"

It took a little cajoling, but I finally admitted it - yea, I was right there. I want to know more about this gorgeous, naughty woman! Much, much, much more!

"Well, good! I'm glad because I was really enjoying myself. Kept enjoying myself after I went home, actually!" she admitted, a naughty smile creeping across her lips.

"Is that so?" I asked, amazed, barely able to contain myself at the mere thought that perhaps this gorgeous young creature went home and touched herself after spending the evening with me. "What did you do?"

"Ummm... well.. lets just say that I let my fingers do the walking!"

"And what did you think of?" I couldn't help but ask.

At first she was coy, telling me to ask, but after a moment she just blurted it out. "I was thinking of you!"

"What was I doing?"

"Me!!"

Let me tell you, that reply did wonders for my ego. This beautiful almanbahis giriş young woman, who I'm sure turns heads every where she goes, is so turned on by me that she actually fantasizes about me? About me making love to her? Wow!!

I had to know, "How long did it take?"

"The first time? No time at all. The second time, that took a little longer!"

I was speechless for a moment. "Twice?! Wow! I'm impressed!"

"Yea, I'm just good like that!" she shrugged, a happy laugh escaping from her mouth. "It would have been much better, tho, with, uh, you there to help!"

Damn, it was all I could do to stop myself from grabbing her and kissing her good and hard right then and there!!

"I'm sure you're right..." I began.

"I know, I know, you don't want to get in trouble. But, well, that adds to the fun, y'know?" Cammie stopped to look right at me as she said this, that naughty grin again on her mouth, one perfectly shaped eyebrow raised above her glasses.

I practically stopped in my tracks after that comment! "What? You like the danger?"

Cammie's only reply was an eager nod!

A few kids, probably high school students, walked past us, headed in the opposite direction. One boy walked particuarly close to Cammie.

"Whoa there, Buddy. Don't move or anything, just walk right into me!" she laughed under her breath after the teenager was a few steps behind us.

"Well, maybe he wanted to run into your padding." I couldn't help but say.

I was rewarded by a great laugh from Cammie. "My padding?! Well, yea, I do have plenty of that!"

"Very true. And I didn't even notice that until later the other night, when you took off your jacket. You're doing very almanbahis adres well for yourself there!"

Cammie turns to look at me, playing innocent, "Whatever do you mean?"

Oh, boy! How can I put this delicitely? "Um... well.." I stuttered for a moment. "Your... uh... your boobs are very nice!"

Another laugh rang out from Cammie - such a sweet, musical sound! "Well, thank you! They're all mine, too. All natural, home grown!"

"Y'know," she began a second later, "you should have hung out later on Halloween. I eventually took off my tutu, it was too difficult to sit in."

Damn, I am sorry I missed that; what I wouldn't give to see more of that body of hers! "You really should have taken off the top!"

She turned to face me, that brilliant grin lighting up her face. "Oh yea, just hang out there all topless?"

"Well, start at the top and then keep going!"

"Actually, I would have if it were just you." she easily told me. "But I really don't think that anyone else would have enjoyed it as much.... and, if they would, that's really more than I need to know!"

"Damn" I whispered, almost more to myself than to her. "I think I'm going to have to 'let my fingers do the walking' when I get back home!"

"And what are you going to think about?"

"Oh, I've got a very good imagination!"

"Prove it!" she challenged.

I asked how, but, unfortuntely, she didn't have any ideas. Even worse, we were less than a block away from the dance studio where she works!

Cammie had to rush to get things ready for her class and, sadly, we just had time for a quick good-bye.

Once again, I am kicking myself for not asking for her phone number, e-mail address, anything! As much as I don't want to get in trouble, I cannot get this young woman off of my mind! Something tells me she'd be worth the risk!

Ok, that's it, the next time I see her, which I hope will be soon!, I'm asking for her phone number. Life's too short, don't you think?