So, last weekend, on Sunday, I drove to my local Walgreens to pick up some prescriptions. It was a breezy day that day, and a sunny and pleasant late afternoon. I remember this all quite clearly. As I got out of my car, I walked toward the entrance of the store and saw two women several paces ahead of me also walking in. The woman closest to me happened to be wearing a pretty short denim dress, and, as she walked in, with me looking in her general direction (because I was also going into the store) a summer breeze suddenly gusted up and briefly lifted up the back of her very short dress. She wasn't wearing any panties, and I got a full and unobstructed glimpse of her cute ass.
I don't go around leering at people, but I also don't avert my eyes at pleasant sights. This really felt like it was out of some cheesy 1970's movie. Did I like just being in the right place at the right time for an innocent glimpse? Yes, I did. It's strange how fortune and chance play out. This sort of thing never happens.
I think I have my first legitimate inspiration for a new poem to compose in a very long while.