While Rick rummaged through the box of goods his gaze caught Andrea at the front of the store. He tried to avert his eyes quickly but once again found himself compelled to look at her.
She had always been beautiful. His breath caught in his throat just at the sight of her. She was bending over her own box of goods that she was inspecting closely. The back of her shirt had hiked up a little giving a slight view of her panties just above the jean line. He began biting his lower lip on an unconscious volition. He could never help himself. She was always right there before him and he couldn't stop. He knew he shouldn't be doing this to her. In a way his indulgence of her seemed somehow unfair when she had no idea that he was always doing it. Still he stared at an unwitting Andrea with lustful eyes.
He scanned her entire figure from the feet up while mentally taking check of every one of his favorite features: Her wonderfully shaped legs, her full and round ass that fit stunningly in her tight jeans, her wide hips, her tiny waist, her perfectly formed and glorious breasts, Her full pink lips that he wanted desperately to feel, her adorable freckles, her cute small nose, her long golden hair, and those indescribable sparkling blue eyes that had mesmerized him when they meet. Yeah, she was definitely beautiful. He quickly felt his body's arousal begin to grow. He knew he shouldn't be doing this but he wanted to. He wanted to feel her body so bad and run his fingertips through her skin. He wanted to taste her lips with his own and wondered if she would even ever allow him if he tried. Suddenly her own head swiveled around to him and he looked away in a panic. He wondered if she had seen him staring.