An unwanted visitor.

Anna woke to her second day at the tavern. Her body was stiff from the day's work before but she was oddly thankful for it. Working was a bit of normality that had been denied to her for the last few weeks and she was thankful. The morning light was entering in through the cracks in the curtain. Anna slept naked, so when she stood the whole of her body was visible. Anna was beautiful. Her wavey brown hair fell down her back, her skin was lightly tanned and her eyes held a deep amber glow. She was a taller than average for a woman, at 5'6'' and she was curvy, with large full breasts and an ample ass. She had worked all her life and her body was strong enough to carry the extra weight without trouble. She didn't have quite low enough body fat for her abs to show, though they were strong, but she was as buxom a figure as they come. Her face was soft but defined and had a quick smile.

As she stood she touched her breasts squeezing them lightly, feeling their weight and the sensation of her fingers next to her nipples. At the feeling of her hands on her breasts she felt a light rush between her legs where her tight vagina was visible. Anna didn't masturbate, but she did like the feeling of a hand on her breasts. Sighing as she stretched she went to where she'd left her clothes drying on her chair the day before. Thankfully they had dried and so she wouldn't have to wear the skimpy barmaid outfit. Putting her clothes on, she noticed some movement from the side of her eye. 'What was that?' She wondered. It had come from the window, where the curtain was cracked open to let just a little light through. Slowly, trying to be subtle, she approached the window from an angle, looking like she was moving across the room, rather than towards the curtain. Then she whipped the curtain back and looked out for her face to meet the gaze of an old man, one that she recognised as one of the customers at the tavern. Immediately burning with embarrassment, Anna hastily shut the curtains as the man scarpered down the tree he'd climbed into the alleyway below. 'How much did he see?' Anna wondered frantically.

The man was one of the older guys who drank in the bar. He'd been polite, in comparison to the others... who would have guessed he was such a perv? Taking a breath, she figured there wasn't much she could do now other than be more careful with her curtain from now on she got ready for the day and headed downstairs.

Art credit: Tarakanovich