But those opportunities became more and more scarce as I went to college myself.But those opportunities became more and more scarce as I went to college myself. It was after my graduation from college and my return to my father's grocery business that I was once again able to see Cindy from time to time. She had married her high school sweetheart by this time, and I had married mine as well. But she shopped for her groceries in our store, and I made sure that I always was the one who carried her groceries to the car for her. I wasn't about to miss a chance to see her swing those long legs into the car. The view got even better with the advent of the mini-skirt and the invention of pantyhose. No one has ever looked better in a mini- skirt than Cindy did. She was twenty five years old at the time and in the prime of her life as far as her body was concerned. Her legs had never looked better, nor had the rest of her body. When she came in the store with a mini-skirt on she was the focus of attention of every man in the store. We continued to play our little teasing game, of course, and when I would take her groceries out I'd always be sure to put them in the back seat on the driver's side so I could hold the door for her and watch her get in. I made no secret of my admiration for her legs, commenting to her on how beautiful they were and how much I loved her in the short skirts that were the rage of the day. She ate it all up, and was always very free in the way she swung her legs and let her skirt ride even further up when she got in the car. I eventually grew bolder and bolder with Cindy as our flirtation continued, and before long I was sliding her dress up with my hand even further after she had entered the car, so that I could see even more leg. |