WATCHING...

By Ms Leather

He goes through his day taking care of business with the feeling that he's being watched. Never noticing anyone he knows, he tries to shake it off and keep working, but when he gets in the truck after an appointment he realizes someone has been there. Laying on the seat is a chocolate brown leather glove, all alone, no note. Slowly he picks it up and recognizes it, even though he's never seen it. He knows it's only one piece to a whole outfit, an outfit of soft, wonderful leather. He continues with his appointments knowing he'll see her soon, still feeling their connection.

After stopping for a coke he walks out to the truck and sees her standing by the door in chocolate brown leather boots, long leather skirt and matching short jacket, and only one hand covered in chocolate brown leather. He walks over to her, one hand behind his back, and sees her smile and say "Hi", he asked how she knew where to find him, and she laughed and said "I just knew". He pulls his hand out from behind his back and hands her a coke, saying he just knew she'd want this, as she takes it with her bare hand he tells her "I think I have something that belongs to you". She reaches up and touches his face with her leather gloved hand and tells him, "Why don't we get inside and you can return it to where it belongs". He turns his face to kiss the inside of her palm, smelling the rich leather and opens the door to help her in.