Too dense to figure it out.
Some years back, during my freshman year of high school, it was after school had gotten out, and I walked to my dentist appointment.
I'm there, and it's close to the end of the day, as most of the staff was gone.
My hygienist was a rather attractive woman, I would say in her early to mid twenties. I remember her quite vividly now. Long brown hair, pulled neatly into a bun. She had a slight olive complexion, with light brown eyes. She was also wearing a long sleeve burgundy shirt, that hugged her curvaceous features quite nicely.
Here and there, I'd catch her looking at me, yet I thought nothing of it.
Then, as she was setting up. She lowered my chair, and she pulled up right next to me. Before doing anything, she looks into my eyes and tells me to "just relax." I hadn't thought that I had seemed nervous, so I didn't think much of it.
Well, instead of moving in to get a better view of my teeth, she straightened up, then leaned forward. Bringing her left breast onto my right cheek. This went on for a good 20 minutes. Where she would do her work, move away for a second, then move her breast back to rest on to the front of my cheek, then she would tell me to relax as she repositioned herself before continuing the process.
In looking back, I think that she and I were the only people left in the office, as it was after 5 pm by that point.
Then, as things wrapped up, she seemed to appear a tad bit bothered. I wasn't sure what to think. I walked home and that was that. I was rather the clueless 14 year old.
It wasn't until a few years later that that situation came to mind, and I finally pieced together what was going on that day. I was alone in the office, with a beautiful woman, who kept telling me to relax as she repeatedly moved her breast to my face. It wasn't an accident, and it certainly wasn't necessary to do the job.
And I didn't pick up on any of it.
To look back now, and consider the possibilities of what could have happened in that office that day. I was a good looking, h**** teenage boy, yet I was completely oblivious that a beautiful woman was attempting to tease me.
It's impossible to say what could have happened had I reciprocated, by finding a way to place my hand on her leg or arm or something. For all I know she could have reacted by taking the hook to my jugular, and gave me a firm warning to control myself.
But anyway, it's something I look back on now and laugh.