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Seeing An Escort In Ikea

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Today was a surprising and exiting day. I went to IKEA to purchase a collander and some plastic plates and I saw one of my 'must see' escorts there. She was standing at the ground floor lift waiting to go up to the top floor. I followed her and she made her way through all of the displays swaying her hips in a most erotic way, only stopping to look at some wardrobes before stopping off at the cafe. I stood behind her in the line and noticed that she bought the salmon so I made a joke about it being good for your joints and flexiblity. She laughed and smiled. We sat at different tables as she didn't ask me to join her which was a shame

Later I got to thinking what if I contacted her, told her who I was and asked her to meet me in IKEA and I could follow her round again and then we could consumate our shopping trip in my car.

Would this be strange?

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insert tab a in slot b and screw up using provided allen key.

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Big mistake having the salmon - the only good thing in Ikea is the meatballs!

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I was in Ikea this afternoon!

I bought a bath mat... 2 hand towels and some candles.

Very reasonable prices too!

.......... and there was this man loitering lovingly beside the colanders..... fingering the holes.

I stuck my nose in the air and just walked on by.

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Why on earth would she ask you to join her at the table? If someone was following me around Ikea I certainly wouldn't ask them to sit with me!

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Why on earth would she ask you to join her at the table? If someone was following me around Ikea I certainly wouldn't ask them to sit with me!

I quite agree!

I would probably pick up the nearest colander and throw it at him!

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I'm pretty sure your at the top of my 'wg's I most want to screw list' isn't going to work.

However I do recognise the thrill of recognition. Years ago I saw a wg who was near the top of my list. New photos and a very dinstinctive hairdo meant I was sure it was her. Sadly my face obviously told the same story, hmmm, bit of a mistake on reflection.

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I remain mystified by the cult of IKEA. I went once decades ago, couldn't find my way out and when I did find daylight I had equipped myself with a load of clothes hangers and some green canvas tote bags. Returning is not an urge I have to fight.

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Today was a surprising and exiting day. I went to IKEA to purchase a collander and some plastic plates and I saw one of my 'must see' escorts there. She was standing at the ground floor lift waiting to go up to the top floor. I followed her and she made her way through all of the displays swaying her hips in a most erotic way, only stopping to look at some wardrobes before stopping off at the cafe. I stood behind her in the line and noticed that she bought the salmon so I made a joke about it being good for your joints and flexiblity. She laughed and smiled. We sat at different tables as she didn't ask me to join her which was a shame

Later I got to thinking what if I contacted her, told her who I was and asked her to meet me in IKEA and I could follow her round again and then we could consumate our shopping trip in my car.

Would this be strange?

So you followed her! Not only is this strange but could be defined as 'stalking' her. This sort of behaviour could get you into serious trouble.

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Today was a surprising and exiting day. I went to IKEA to purchase a collander and some plastic plates and I saw one of my 'must see' escorts there. She was standing at the ground floor lift waiting to go up to the top floor. I followed her and she made her way through all of the displays swaying her hips in a most erotic way, only stopping to look at some wardrobes before stopping off at the cafe. I stood behind her in the line and noticed that she bought the salmon so I made a joke about it being good for your joints and flexiblity. She laughed and smiled. We sat at different tables as she didn't ask me to join her which was a shame

Later I got to thinking what if I contacted her, told her who I was and asked her to meet me in IKEA and I could follow her round again and then we could consumate our shopping trip in my car.

Would this be strange?

Why on earth would she want to join you?

She is off duty and has the right to a private life.

Why were you following her?

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@ Whilst Nero Plays

The last time I was in Ikea was 2006

I had the urge today because I was in another place I very rarely visit...

Gateshead Metro Centre.... Ikea is a short distance from there.

I have had my fix and may not be venturing there again for a few years.

It is easy to find your way out.... they have big black arrows on the floor.

:D

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Today was a surprising and exiting day. I went to IKEA to purchase a collander and some plastic plates and I saw one of my 'must see' escorts there. She was standing at the ground floor lift waiting to go up to the top floor. I followed her and she made her way through all of the displays swaying her hips in a most erotic way, only stopping to look at some wardrobes before stopping off at the cafe. I stood behind her in the line and noticed that she bought the salmon so I made a joke about it being good for your joints and flexiblity. She laughed and smiled. We sat at different tables as she didn't ask me to join her which was a shame

Later I got to thinking what if I contacted her, told her who I was and asked her to meet me in IKEA and I could follow her round again and then we could consumate our shopping trip in my car.

Would this be strange?

I find the strangest part of your story is that you were in IKEA in the first place!!

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That's just weird. If I was her I'd have told you to eff off.

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Anyone who chooses to spend a Saturday in IKEA needs to have their bumps felt, and not by a WG but trick cyclist :D

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Don't let them put you off lk - sex in IKEA would be well hot. It is like sex in a plane (at 15k meters) - it is the naughty combination which is hot, not the altitude per se.

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I had a similar rush of excitement this weekend. I was in the train station with my parents on Friday afternoon, on our way to a family gathering for my mum's (belated) birthday. We were in Menzies in the train station looking for magazines to take on the train, and I suddenly saw my regular girl ahead and to the right of me. She didn't see me, so when I got outside the shop, I texted her to let her know that I was probably on the same train as her (I know she lives in the city we were going to, and she's told me before that she goes back home every Friday afternoon), partly as a warning in case we bumped into each other at some point, but also because I just needed to tell SOMEONE that I had seen her, and she was the only person I could tell!

Anyway, I got on the train with the parents, and I was half-expecting her to be sitting in the seat beside our reserved seats - fortunately she wasn't, because there's no way either of us could have kept a straight face, although a bit of me kind of hoped she would be, just for the fun of trying to not give the game away. Anyway, it turned out she was going to have to pass me to get to the shop, so she warned me when she was coming in case one of us burst out laughing and I had to make up an excuse for why I was laughing with some random person. She walked past, I looked at her, she grinned while I stifled laughter, and then that was it. On the surface, it wasn't much of anything... And yet, it was RIDICULOUSLY exciting.

Then at the station, despite being several carriages in front of her, we ended up being directly behind her trying to get out, and she took the taxi in front of us outside. I'm surprised she didn't end up getting out of the taxi at the same place as us, and for it to turn out that she lived in the flat next door to the one we had rented for the weekend.

I should have just introduced them - her and mum would probably get along like a house on fire.

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Today was a surprising and exiting day. I went to IKEA to purchase a collander and some plastic plates and I saw one of my 'must see' escorts there. She was standing at the ground floor lift waiting to go up to the top floor. I followed her and she made her way through all of the displays swaying her hips in a most erotic way, only stopping to look at some wardrobes before stopping off at the cafe. I stood behind her in the line and noticed that she bought the salmon so I made a joke about it being good for your joints and flexiblity. She laughed and smiled. We sat at different tables as she didn't ask me to join her which was a shame

Later I got to thinking what if I contacted her, told her who I was and asked her to meet me in IKEA and I could follow her round again and then we could consumate our shopping trip in my car.

Would this be strange?

You're a stalker, that's wrong.

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Today was a surprising and exiting day. I went to IKEA to purchase a collander and some plastic plates and I saw one of my 'must see' escorts there. She was standing at the ground floor lift waiting to go up to the top floor. I followed her and she made her way through all of the displays swaying her hips in a most erotic way, only stopping to look at some wardrobes before stopping off at the cafe. I stood behind her in the line and noticed that she bought the salmon so I made a joke about it being good for your joints and flexiblity. She laughed and smiled. We sat at different tables as she didn't ask me to join her which was a shame

Later I got to thinking what if I contacted her, told her who I was and asked her to meet me in IKEA and I could follow her round again and then we could consumate our shopping trip in my car.

Would this be strange?

Never mind all that. Did you get your colander and plastic plates?

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Stalker alert for the original post!!!

I had a similar rush of excitement this weekend. I was in the train station with my parents on Friday afternoon, on our way to a family gathering for my mum's (belated) birthday. We were in Menzies in the train station looking for magazines to take on the train, and I suddenly saw my regular girl ahead and to the right of me. She didn't see me, so when I got outside the shop, I texted her to let her know that I was probably on the same train as her (I know she lives in the city we were going to, and she's told me before that she goes back home every Friday afternoon), partly as a warning in case we bumped into each other at some point, but also because I just needed to tell SOMEONE that I had seen her, and she was the only person I could tell!

Anyway, I got on the train with the parents, and I was half-expecting her to be sitting in the seat beside our reserved seats - fortunately she wasn't, because there's no way either of us could have kept a straight face, although a bit of me kind of hoped she would be, just for the fun of trying to not give the game away. Anyway, it turned out she was going to have to pass me to get to the shop, so she warned me when she was coming in case one of us burst out laughing and I had to make up an excuse for why I was laughing with some random person. She walked past, I looked at her, she grinned while I stifled laughter, and then that was it. On the surface, it wasn't much of anything... And yet, it was RIDICULOUSLY exciting.

Then at the station, despite being several carriages in front of her, we ended up being directly behind her trying to get out, and she took the taxi in front of us outside. I'm surprised she didn't end up getting out of the taxi at the same place as us, and for it to turn out that she lived in the flat next door to the one we had rented for the weekend.

I should have just introduced them - her and mum would probably get along like a house on fire.

Why would you burst out laughing at the sight of someone you know? Are you 12 years old?

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Thank you for your kind feedback. I have an update to this story. I emailed Sabrina who was very nice. She told me that she doesn't usually go to IKEA as it far from York plus she didn't like the quality of wardrobes prefering solid oak to flat pack. She is however, still looking for a wardrobe which is good news!!!!

Sabrina was ammeanable to my idea of combining a shopping trip with a dalliance although would prefer to forgo the car idea. My next concern is where to find a furniture shopping outlet in York large enough to acommodate my needs.

Sabrina suggested a local joinery where they produce artisan furniture, and, while not wishing to dissapoint the lady, part of the frisson of IKEA was its size as there is at least a mile of winding coridor to traverse leading to a delicious build up of sexual tension.

We are currently considering a scenario where I am the delivery driver and she is the helpless receipiant of a solid oak wardrobe, however this still leaves the issue of the location of a suitable furniture outlet in the York area.

All ideas welcome.

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Never mind all that. Did you get your colander and plastic plates?

YES. I'm going to have a picnic. The colander is for a seperate matter.

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I had a similar rush of excitement this weekend. I was in the train station with my parents on Friday afternoon, on our way to a family gathering for my mum's (belated) birthday. We were in Menzies in the train station looking for magazines to take on the train, and I suddenly saw my regular girl ahead and to the right of me. She didn't see me, so when I got outside the shop, I texted her to let her know that I was probably on the same train as her (I know she lives in the city we were going to, and she's told me before that she goes back home every Friday afternoon), partly as a warning in case we bumped into each other at some point, but also because I just needed to tell SOMEONE that I had seen her, and she was the only person I could tell!

Anyway, I got on the train with the parents, and I was half-expecting her to be sitting in the seat beside our reserved seats - fortunately she wasn't, because there's no way either of us could have kept a straight face, although a bit of me kind of hoped she would be, just for the fun of trying to not give the game away. Anyway, it turned out she was going to have to pass me to get to the shop, so she warned me when she was coming in case one of us burst out laughing and I had to make up an excuse for why I was laughing with some random person. She walked past, I looked at her, she grinned while I stifled laughter, and then that was it. On the surface, it wasn't much of anything... And yet, it was RIDICULOUSLY exciting.

Then at the station, despite being several carriages in front of her, we ended up being directly behind her trying to get out, and she took the taxi in front of us outside. I'm surprised she didn't end up getting out of the taxi at the same place as us, and for it to turn out that she lived in the flat next door to the one we had rented for the weekend.

I should have just introduced them - her and mum would probably get along like a house on fire.

I know it's wrong but this post made me feel like a naughty schoolboy all over again. I even started laughing out loud and then quickly piped down in case I got detention.

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YES. I'm going to have a picnic. The colander is for a seperate matter.

Hey Kitties!!!!!

Thank you .... you just gave me a brilliant idea and the next time

my ws client calls ....................

I will use my colander!

Oh is he in for a surprise!!

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