But those leggings!

This was the kind of place where adults brought their kids of all ages, from infants to teens. I was enjoying a pint at the bar and watching a game on the TV when a couple came in with their daughter and took a booth to my right. I sat for a while with one eye on the game and one eye on this little high school girl who was fixated on her cell phone while her parents watched the football game and ordered drinks. Soda for her. Grey sweater with some school name on it and black yoga pants that I had gotten a nice glimpse of as they first came in and sat down. Darling little ass but mostly what got me was her cascade of curly brown hair, honey highlights, falling over one eye in the front and all down back. Looked awfully cute.

I had ordered my second drink when she got up and walked past me at the bar, heading to the restrooms or something. I gave her a good solid stare and she locked eyes with me. One second is a glance, two seconds gets a little twitchy but four full seconds of eye contact with a pretty stranger gets my blood pumping. I swiveled my head as she passed and got a good shot of those yoga pants.

Now it seems that lately yoga pants, especially those worn by teenage girls out in public, have gotten more sheer and contour fitting. Used to be that the fabric formed a bridge across the butt cheeks but I’ve been seeing stretch pants that go right up the crack, separating each lovely cheek and allowing a lot of independent jiggle. Also they seem to give more lift than ever before. Either that or a lot more chicks are running track than when I was in school. This kid had a delicious little ass with it’s underbutt crease and the tiny shake of a teen who’s not thinking of a room full of men staring at her can as she walks through. About 5’1” and barely over 100 pounds, that and her grey blue eyes that had met mine brought a warm smile as I turned back to my Guinness.

She re appeared a few minutes later and I got to watch that ass walk back to the table to sit with her folks, both absorbed in the football game.

Checking with a sidelong glance every few moments I could see that she was looking at me. I pretended to scan her side of the room, without looking at her directly and saw that from where she was sitting, her parents couldn’t see what she was looking at or how she was doing it. And she was doing it with great curiosity I might add. I began looking her way and holding eye contact for a bit at a time. I saw her smile, and then blush a little. Seeing those eyes sparkle and her soft smooth cheeks color made my face a little hot too. I gave a roll of the eyebrows and she giggled silently like the schoolgirl she was. Checking her parents, she turned fully towards me and presented herself in a very flirtatious pose, not lewd at all but obviously interested. I looked away for a moment and when I returned she gave me a good one, tossing her hair, dipping her forehead, narrowing her blue grey eyes and slowly licking her full lips. Right at me! Brazen!

I got the stirrings of a true lustful urge for this little girl. I wanted to see what she had up under that sweatshirt, wanted to feel her bubbly little ass through those stretch pants.

She must have seen it in my gaze because she turned back to the TV for a time and pretended to watch the game. I kept track of her out of the corner of my eye and in a few minutes when she turned back I fixed her gaze again. I could see the rise of her chest with her deep mouth breathing.