The moment I am about to share with you took place a couple of days ago. It was around 9am and I was walking to work. I had forgotten my headphones home so I had to enjoy the sounds of the city. Lost in the grey chaotic landscape of central Athens, nothing was getting my attention. No thoughts, no stimulation - I was simply walking.

A ray of sunlight forced me to blink. It felt like a restart. I decided to pace myself and enjoy my morning commute before spending the whole day in front of the computer. I started looking around, searching for inspiration. An image that would keep me company through the day. 

That inspiration came sooner than I thought. She suddenly appeared on the other side of the street, waiting to cross. The grey landscape of the busy city transformed into a playful scenery - a movie in which she was starring in. I remember vividly what she was wearing, but that was not what caught my attention. The most mesmerising thing on her was that smile. 

She kept smiling. Unprovoked, unbothered. She was pure joy. She looked like she was so enthusiastic about crossing the street. She emitting happiness. She was alive. Everyone around her looked like zombies compared to her. Her aura was so captivating. The traffic light got green and she started walking towards me. I didn’t move - I stood there taken away by her, waiting to see if that smile would fade away. But it did not. For a mere split of a second she looked at me. Smiling. It felt like she whispered “good morning,” even though she didn’t. Her eyes met mine and for that split second, I felt seen. Seen and loved. I took some of her energy within. I embraced that smile, that happiness. She passed by me and continue walking, always smiling. 

I spent the whole day thinking about her. About that smile. I couldn’t stop wondering how her laugh would sound. And I couldn’t stop thinking what or who caused that smile. I wish, at least once in my life, to make someone smile like that. I wish I was the reason she smiled like that. 

I know my story is not as spicy as the ones you usually post, but I am sure you will appreciate it. Even though I can get seriously randy by reading hot stories that include a lot of nudity and or sexual acts, I have come to realise that what inspires me the most is expression of emotions in its simplest form. And how can you not appreciate joy? It’s so contagious. 

How can a smile be sexy? Very simple. Because of the things it makes you feel. The safe space it creates. The warmth of the soul. The transparency. A smile can be so inspiring. I hope I find the way to smile like her. 

Two days later and I still think about her. I decided to write this just in case she reads it. If you do, Smiling Girl, please know, you are my fluffer. And please, keep smiling. 

Helen, 28