Recently I was called to duty — jury duty. As it happens, fulfilling my civic responsibility was a fantasy come true.

While I was waiting, I found myself looking at my fellow prospective jurors. It didn’t take long to notice the long and lovely legs across the room. They were attached to a gorgeous woman in her late twenties, with reddish-blonde shoulder-length hair. She wore a black skirt that was short enough to have my imagination running wild.

The next day, she wore a red miniskirt and a black blouse that showed off her beautiful breasts. This time, I sat directly across from her so I could get a better view. As my eyes caressed her legs, she crossed one over the other, giving me a split-second glimpse of her succulent bare twat.

Just then my name was called, and I realized that the... Read More