II. Blair on the go

12:20 at a Gas Station

Twenty-eight-year-old Jason inserted the nozzle into the gas tank of his Toyota Corolla and squeezed the handle trigger.  He hooked the hold-open latch to keep the gas pumping and leaned on the side of his car.

A candy apple red 2005 Cadillac CTS turned into the gas station lot.  That was a sweet car!  Jason read a lot about cars and went to car shows.  He knew all the stats on this car;

a 4.0-litre-AJ V8 that usually went for about $50,000.  He hoped to be able to afford a luxury car like that someday, although it was unlikely if he didn’t get a better position than the menial office job he had now.

The red Cadillac pulled in next to the full service tank adjacent to where he stood.  As it passed by he saw that the driver was a gorgeous blonde.  It figured.  Cool cars seemed to go with hot women.  She caught his attention even more than the Cadillac, so he continued to watch the car intently.

The attendant, a rough-looking, overweight woman, walked over to the car.  The car window rolled down.  He saw the pretty blonde woman look up at the attendant and speak.  Her lips were red and she wore black sunglasses.  He also noticed that her shoulder was clad in black leather.  The leather gleamed as brightly as her well-polished car.  

The attendant stepped in front of his view for a few seconds as she unscrewed the lady’s gas cap and started pumping the fuel.  As the tank filled up she wiped the car windows with a squeegee.

Meanwhile the blonde woman rested her arm on in the open window of her car, tapping her gloved fingers on the door frame.  Her leather sleeve shined in the sunlight as it gathered around her bent elbow.  It rode up her forearm a few inches revealing the buttoned cuff of a white shirt underneath.  The shirt covered her wrist and was neatly tucked into her black leather glove.  Her fingers were long and tapered.  The shiny leather glove fit her hand like a second skin, creasing softly over her fingers.

Wow!  Women in leather coats really turned him on.  Just from what he could see of this woman she looked beautiful!  He tried to think of a way to get a better look at her without being too obvious.  He could walk over to get a paper towel from the dispenser on the post next to her and sneak a peek.  

That’s exactly what he would do!

He strode very purposefully to the post and pulled out a handful of paper towels.  Then he hurried along the side of the woman’s car.  She happened to lower her arm as he went by so he was able to get a good view of her.  

She was incredible looking!  As he looked down he could see that her leather coat covered her completely!  The sunlight filtering through her windshield gleamed on the leather as it bunched and creased around her fantastic figure.  The coat was single-breasted with a notched collar.  It was buttoned all the way up and the coat buttons flashed as he passed by.

All of this he observed in a split second glance.  The sight of her made his heart race and his body tingled.  He never looked at her face, so he didn’t know if she had noticed him or not.  

He was wondering this as he collided into the attendant.  

“Hey!  Watch where you’re going!” she grumbled at him.  

“Sorry!  Excuse me!” he apologized as he rushed back to his car.  

He turned back to watch the leather lady.

The woman’s elegant leather clad arm reached out, handing the attendant a bill with her gloved hand.  Then she drew her lovely arm inside.  Before her window closed he noticed the reflection of her face looking directly at him in the side mirror of the car door.  

His heart skipped a beat!  She knew he was checking her out!  Her expression was stern.  He was sure that she didn’t like being stared at.  He quickly looked away.

Her Cadillac purred as she started it and drove away.  

A car horn honked at him!  The station was packed and there was a car waiting to use his pump.  The pump had stopped several minutes ago and he was standing there like a dope with a wad of useless paper towels in his sweaty hand.  

Seeing that leather coat lady really made his day, though!

1:00 PM at a Panera Café

Thirty-eight-year-old Tom sat his tray down on the restaurant table and took off his jacket, hanging it on the back of the chair.  He sat down and immediately dug into his turkey sandwich.  He was hungry and the sourdough bread tasted good.  

He had worked half-a-day that morning finishing the design for a new job.  He was going to spend the afternoon with his girlfriend.  He was too hungry to wait for her to show up.  He devoured half of the sandwich before looking around the room at all.  The café was fairly crowded.

There was a gas fireplace burning next to the table at his left.  A stunning woman occupied that table.  She had long blonde hair that spilled over her shoulders and her face was beautiful.  He would guess she was about twenty-nine or thirty.  She was eating a salad while reading a magazine.  

There was no ring on her left hand.  

Her posture and her movements indicated high class.  And the way she dressed was fantastic!  She wore a sharp-looking white blouse with a black leather skirt and tall, shiny leather boots!  A long, black leather coat was draped over her shoulders like a cape.  The amazingly long coat spilled over the seat of her chair.  The liquid satin lining was regal purple and flowed to the floor where the coat tail bunched in soft folds.  

The woman looked up in his direction as she turned a glossy page of the magazine.  She licked salad dressing from her full lips.  

He ducked his head and ate some more of his sandwich.  He tried not to look at her.  It was tough not to.  He took another bite.  The stir of excitement in his belly decreased his appetite some.  The urge to stare at her was driving him crazy!  

He glanced in her direction again.  

Her head was turned the other way as she reached into her purse.  Her slick leather coat started to slide from her shoulder.  She straightened again and caught the left side of the coat with her slender right hand before it fell.  She pulled it closer about herself.  Her fingers gathered the smooth-grained leather into shiny ripples.  It had to be lambskin, it looked so supple.  The top button in the corner of the notched collar gleamed as it dangled on its heavy thread.

Apparently the woman was finished eating.  She held up a compact to see her reflection as she applied a fresh coat of glossy red lipstick to her plump mouth.  She clapped the compact closed and put it back in her purse.  She rose from her chair, allowing her coat to fall in a rumpled heap on the seat.  

Tom acted like he was just looking randomly around the room, shooting quick glances at her when he thought she wouldn’t notice.

She was tall!  Easily six feet.  Her blouse puckered and bunched around the incredible roundness of her breasts.   

A napkin fluttered to the floor from her tray.  

She bent at her slender waist to pick it up, keeping her knees together.  She was really flexible.  Her breasts strained the fabric of her crinkling blouse as she leaned down.  

More amazingly, her leather encased ass stuck out at him only three feet away!  Black leather molded to every contour of her firm, round cheeks in smooth, polished perfection!   

If only he could reach out and touch it!  Or better yet, slap it!  What a smack her ass would make in that soft leather!  Her boots encased her long legs to her knees.  The patent leather was so shiny it looked wet and those high heels were damn sexy!

She stood back up and tossed the napkin on her tray.

Then she picked up her leather coat by the collar.  It creaked audibly.  The light zig-zagged white on the shifting black leather as she pulled it over her shoulders.  She plunged one arm into its satin-lined sleeve, then the other.  The leather produced a fluid rustle and he could hear a quiet hiss as her arms slipped across the satin lining.

She flipped her long hair out from under the collar.  She only partially buttoned the coat.  The leather squeaked as she did this and then squeaked even more as she hung her purse on her shoulder.

She picked up her tray and carried it to the trash can about twelve feet away.  There was soup spilled all over the edge of the frame.  She carefully dumped her tray and set it on top, pressing her leather coat to her flat belly with one hand to prevent getting any of the soup on it.  Her round breasts molded in the shiny leather.

Then out the door she went.

He wasn’t very hungry anymore.  The adrenaline rush had abated his hunger; for food anyway!  

Outside in the parking lot he saw her heading down the center row of cars.  Her leather coat gleamed like a beacon in the sun.  She disappeared into a cool red Jaguar.  He watched the entire time as she backed out and quickly drove away.  

“Ahem!” a female voice announced, drawing his attention back into the restaurant.  

His girlfriend Missy was standing right in front of his table!  

Compared to the leather coat lady, she looked really short and plain to him at the moment.  That puffy orange parka didn’t flatter her figure much.  

“Hey, Missy!” he greeted her with surprise, bolting up from his chair.

“I didn’t see you come in!”

She didn’t look happy.   

“Who was that?” she snapped at him.  

“Who are you talking about?” he said, trying to act innocent.  

“You know who!  The blonde bimbo in the leather coat you were just staring at!”  

She was always so damn jealous.  He had some explaining to do.

1:15 PM On the Highway

“What a dweeb!” Blair laughed to herself.  

That guy was totally checking her out the whole time!  Could he have been more obvious how desperate he was to meet her?  Of course he didn’t have one chance in a million with her.  His clothes were cheap and he needed a haircut.  He looked like an engineer or something.  

Guys like that didn’t get girls like her.

It was time to do some shopping!  

Her boot squeaked as she pressed down on the accelerator.

1:25 PM Outside of the Mall Entrance

Fifty-six year-old Bob puffed on a cigarette as he stood outside of the mall waiting for his wife.  

“I’ll just be a minute!” she told him before she went into the shoe store.  

That was twenty minutes ago.  He had to occupy himself with watching the people go by.

He had been married to Linda for 29 years.  The excitement in their marriage had dwindled a bit in the past decade or so.  She used to be thin, but not anymore.  She gained a lot of weight.  He couldn’t complain about it too much because he was fairly thick around the middle himself now.  But, Linda had really let herself go!  And she seemed to have no interest in sex anymore.  Things were pretty dull in the bedroom nowadays.

Bob’s main source of stimulation in recent years was his secret stash of porn videos and checking out pretty women wherever he went.  No harm in doing some girl watching as long as you don’t touch!  There were lots of teenage girls in skin-tight jeans out today.  They were his daughter’s age.  He focused on the full grown women.  

Hold on!  Now there was an attractive woman!   She was coming up the sidewalk!  She was the best looking woman he had seen anywhere for a long time!  

She was tall and had a great figure.  Her blonde hair tossed in silky waves behind her shoulders.  Dark sunglasses shaded her eyes.  She was buttoned in an ankle-length black leather coat over a white shirt.  It shined in the bright sunlight like it had just been polished.  

Man!  She definitely made a dramatic entrance everywhere she went in that coat!

Bob liked leather.  He always had.  He fondly remembered those great, long leather coats that were popular back in the seventies.  He tried to get Linda to wear some leather in the bedroom recently to spice things up a bit.  It was too “kinky” for her, though.  He even bought her a leather Motorcycle jacket for Christmas last year, but she never wore it.  She looked kind of like a man in it anyhow.  He chuckled to himself with sad frustration.  

The beautiful woman was close enough now that he could get a good look at her.  Her white shirt had ridden up high around her throat.  The front of her coat gapped apart over her busty chest.  With each step she took her breasts bounced firmly, straining the leather coat into gleaming smoothness.  The leather coat had several buttons and a notched collar.  She had fastened only three of the buttons; just below her breasts, at her waist, and at her hips.  This pulled the leather into shining folds that rippled back and forth across her slender torso as she walked.  Her long legs flashed in and out of the hem of her flowing leather coat.  It looked like she was wearing a leather skirt too!  He could see it shine around her knees.  The heels of her tall, patent leather boots struck hard on the pavement.  He could hear her coming from far away.  

Wow!  Other women should take fashion tips from her!  She looked fantastic!  Of course that outfit probably cost a pretty penny.

She stopped right across from him!  

Another good-looking blonde walked up to her and they started talking.  The second woman had a little boy with her.  She had short blonde hair and wasn’t as tall as the first woman.  She wore a leather jacket also, but hers only went down to her thighs.  It was the short leather jacket that was so popular nowadays.  

He remembered being glad to see the leather jacket becoming popular again back in the nineties.  So many women wore those short leather jackets, though, that they weren’t too exciting anymore.  He wished that more women would wear long leather coats like the beautiful woman had on.  Long leather coats were so much sexier and sophisticated.

He watched the tall blonde as she talked to her friend.  

What a dazzling smile!  

She took off her sunglasses.  What terrific eyes!  

After a few minutes she unbuttoned her leather coat.  She was probably getting hot standing there in the sun.  That black leather would absorb the heat.  She put her hand on her waist and shifted her weight to her right hip.  Her leather coat gathered behind her wrist.  

She was wearing a leather skirt!  The slick black leather skirt poured over her jutting thigh, smooth as a second skin.  And those shiny leather boots she had on were driving him nuts!  She rolled her left foot back and forth on the high heel.  

Forget about Viagra!  Just leave him with this woman for thirty seconds and he would be able to get it up like he was twenty again!

“There you are Bob!” his wife squawked beside him.  

He jumped.  

“Jesus Christ, Linda!  You scared the shit out of me!”  

She pulled a box out of a shopping bag.  

“Look at my new shoes.  I got them on sale!”  

She showed him a pair of white canvas tennis shoes.  

“They have really soft soles.  Do you like them?”   

“Uh huh,” was the only response he could give.  

How could she possibly be so excited about those things?  She didn’t seem to notice his total lack of enthusiasm.  

“Now come on!  Remember we got to go to the fabric store next,” she said.  

She was wearing a bulky sweater with big yellow ducks on it.  She always wore stuff like that!  Why couldn’t it be a leather coat?  Even she might look good in a long leather coat.

His cigarette had a long ash hanging off the end.  He tossed it.  He glanced longingly at the beautiful leather coat lady one last time.  Then he followed his wife as she waddled to their car.

1:30 PM Outside of the Mall

Mommy’s friend was pretty!  Her name was Mrs. Chadwick.  

“How old are you, Joey?” she asked him.  

“Seven,” he said, squirming.  

She made him feel funny.  He looked down and stepped away.  

She laughed.

“He’s getting so big!” she said to Mommy.  

They talked.   

Mrs. Chadwick’s coat was really cool!  It looked wet, but it wasn’t.  It was just shiny.  He knew it was made out of something called leather.  Mommy’s coat was made out of the same thing, but it wasn’t long.  It wasn’t as shiny either.  Mommy’s coat only had three buttons.  He counted the buttons on Mrs. Chadwick’s coat.  One, two, three, four, five, six.  Six shiny buttons!  

He liked Mrs. Chadwick’s coat the best.

He snuck behind her.  Mommy couldn’t see him now because Mrs. Chadwick’s coat was big like a tent.  He peaked around the coat.  Mommy wasn’t looking at him.  

He got really close to Mrs. Chadwick’s coat.  It smelled good!  He touched the coat with his finger.  It was slippery and really soft!  When she moved it made a squeaky noise.  There was an opening on the bottom with another button.  It looked like a little door.  

He pulled on the button.  The coat lifted up.  There was fancy purple cloth on the inside.  It was even shinier than the outside!

“Oh!  Don’t pull on that!”  

Mrs. Chadwick slapped his hand.  

It didn’t hurt, but he let go of the button.  

She stepped away from him.  

He giggled.  

“Joey!  Get over here!  Don’t mess up Mrs. Chadwick’s nice coat!”  

Mommy pulled him over next to her.  

“I think he likes your leather coat, Blair.”  

“Most men do.  Why do you think I wear it?”  

They laughed.  He didn’t know why.

Mommy talked about Mrs. Chadwick a lot.  He remembered something she said last week.  It confused him.  

He looked up at Mrs. Chadwick for a long time.  She had a nice head.  He couldn’t see what Mommy was talking about.  

“Mommy!” he said.  

They stopped talking.  

“Yes, honey?”  

“You said Mrs. Chadwick was stuck up and that she has a big head.  But, her head doesn’t look big to me!”  

Mommy put her hand over his mouth.  

“What did he say?” Mrs. Chadwick asked.  

Mommy laughed.  

“Oh!  Nevermind!  You know how kids are!  Look at what time it is!  We better get going Joey!  Nice to see you Blair!” Mommy said.  

She grabbed his hand and they walked away.  

He didn’t understand.  

“Why are we leaving Mommy?” he asked.  

“Joey!  You shouldn’t repeat everything you hear!  You may have hurt Mrs. Chadwick’s feelings!”  

She pulled him along by the hand.  He looked back.  

Mrs. Chadwick was laughing.  She waved at him.  He waved back.  

Her coat was shiny.