So, I've discussed this topic before. It's about how long term chastity can make the hormones flow so vigorously that my senses are overwhelmed. Well, I've been nearly a month on my latest self-imposed stint of chastity, and it happened again.
I was out at lunch and was waiting in line at the sandwich shop. I hadn't been in the place for years, but as I looked behind the counter, I noticed that all five women working behind the counter were exceptionally beautiful. As I stood, I nearly gasped as one of them came around the corner.
Now, as an aside, androgyny is probably a pretty predictable kink of mine, given my ridiculously strong attraction to flat-chested women. I'm sure this will be a theme of a future blog post.
As the door closed behind her, I looked again at my surroundings to realize that three customers in front of me had been served during my reverie. There was now a large gap in the line in front of me. I closed the gap, a little embarrassed, hoping no one noticed me gaping at that girl. I was relieved as I looked at the other patrons, all lost in their own conversations. It was then that I realized my heart was pounding and my breath was short.
I placed my order, and worked my way through the line. One girl took the order. The next prepared it. A third was pouring coffee, and the last was working the register. Each one of them pulled at my eyes in a very distracting way. I caught myself fantasizing about each of them, in the whimsical moments I observed them at work behind the counter.
Moments later, I stepped out of the sandwich shop and was struck by a cool blast of arctic Northeast air. I sure needed it!