I need a moment of light-heartedness now, and I’ve been meaning to post this for awhile.
I rent space in a large office building here in Prague. There are a few hundred workers for the main company here, with probably 60%+ being female. Owing to the fact that Czech women are, in general, f%$&^*g hot, I have my fair share of eye-candy to admire during the day. In addition, since they work for a foreign company, they are getting a higher-than-average salary, thus they wear fashionable clothes. Which, these days, are those low-cut slacks (yes they have the perfect bods for those) and during the summer (now) blouses that are generally cut higher and tighter, accentuating the waist and hips even more. Which is what I lust. Er, like, that is.
Now, my office is right next to one of the owner’s ‘Record’s Archive’ rooms, so I get a fairly constant flow of traffic walking by on a daily basis. The door to Archives is perpendicular to mine, so I get to see everyone entering and leaving from about 12 feet away.
All of the doors in this building have magnetic security pass locks. We have what looks like a credit card with our photo on it, and to unlock a door we have to touch the pass to a little black box on the wall near the door. The box goes ‘beep’, a green light comes on, the door lock goes ‘click’ and you can push or pull the door open. Thing is, you really have to touch the pass to the box, simply getting near it doesn’t work.
For some reason, most of the women like to clip the pass to their belts or their front pant’s pocket. Strangely enough, they like to do this on their left side. And these little black boxes are just a tad higher than the door handle, so they are a few inches higher than the average woman’s waist-height.
This is what I get to see about 10 times a day:
A pretty woman walks up to the Archive door and turns slightly away from me, lifts her hips to touch the pass to the black box, and then moves her hips around in little circles to get the pass to touch the box just right - effectively wiggling and swaying her perfect butt right in front of me.
The ‘beep’ of the box is just loud enough to cover the sound of my jaw hitting my keyboard.