I am straight , but recently i realized that i don’t mind other women wanting to touch me.

Thanks. I’m an unusual case…lol.

 

I am often told that upon first meeting people think I’m rude, stuck up and intimidating and that no one wanted to talk to me because they thought I was rude

 

I personally enjoy being touched by short skinny women in a crowd or public but only when I am dressed up. Even when I am heading for work or something important. I loooooove it.

 

If there was ever a time I wished I was a “short skinny woman” it’s now

 

If I were in your local area, I'd do nothing but adore your body

 

Well at least I am definitely shorter than you..

 

Deal! I wouldn't be able to resist regardless of where we are..

 

How tall are you?

 

155 and you?

 

182 centimeter

 

six foot tall

 

Clothes look great on me. I like that I stand out a bit in a crowd. I can gain upwards of 10 lbs and it doesn’t really show

 

I feel powerful and statuesque. I do get a lot of attention and compliments being tall and curvy which is nice. I really have nothing to complain about

 

Wow. I would just bump right into your boobs.

 

I would love to sit back and witness that interaction from a distance.
The polite introductions, the opening arms, eyes sweeping over the beautiful bodies just as they do the full body lean and the anticipated touch of a loving embrace.

Seeing the soft warm flesh of your upper chest as it makes contact, the ample breasts as they squish together and Lara’s cheek as it presses into your cleavage. Hands guiding round your satiny blouse to your soft rounded back as you stoop and her fingertips tracing their way along your side boobs as she retracts, she absorbs the roundness the curves of your heavy breasts.

Looking up into you bright smile and receiving a peck on each rose flushed cheek. A moment where you stare silently at each other’s eyes for just a minute longer than necessary, your sensitive nipples hard from the excitement and the contact, now longing to brush against her again. The tiny hairs stand tall and alert among your arms.
The kinder feeling of connection washes over you both, a friend has been discovered.