The blonde who passed you by

The familiar smooth featured face of the blonde woman from before appeared at the corner of my eye. Instantly, I turned to my side to see her sitting right next to me on another bar stool, closest towards the wall. It came as the shock of my life to see such a beauty sit right next to me seemingly so voluntarily, having been too distant in my thoughts to notice her enter the vicinity of the bar.

The slender shape of her figure pressed against the bar counter as she leaned forward, her light blue string bikini straining against large DD boobs that were glorious to behold in such close quarters. She was tall, her ashen blonde hair long to her shoulders and wavy like the waves in the sea. Trailing down the side of the hourglass shape of her body, round, firm ass cheeks lay upon the padded red seat of the stool, covered only by a matching string bikini bottom that did not hide the incredible curves. When she turned her head so slightly to give me a sideways glance, the face of a young woman barely into adulthood greeted him with smooth featured lips that curled into a brilliant smile. The most striking sea blue eyes I have ever seen looked straight into mine.

I gulped down some saliva as I gazed onto her as she seemed to order a drink for herself, namely some ice water. What was such a woman doing so close to me? The flesh of her exposed arm was literally an inch away from mine, let alone the wondrous behemoths that were her boobs just beyond it.