Posted by Footmaster on November 17, 1999 at 11:40:13:
Hello, Today I was at the library fishing for dippers and caught a whopper. Let me tell you about the experience. I was sitting next to the magazine/newspaper rack reading the paper when I looked up and saw a short, dark-skinned, hispanic woman approaching. She had long, wavy black hair, wore a pink blouse/black knee-length skirt, no hose and black stiletto mules. She looked to be about 35 years old and she was absolutely stunning. That's not the best part. She sat down at the table directly in front of me after retrieving her reading materials. We exchanged pleasantries and I continued my reading, looking down every now and then to check out her feet. The next thing I hear is a soft "clunk, clunk" and I witness both shoes fall to the floor as she exposed her soft-looking bare feet with golden nail polish. I was absolutely overwhelmed with desire when she began to play with her shoes under the chair. She would set the shoes up with her toes and knock them down again. This continued for about 7 minutes. As her feet became less active, she showed me her soles as she placed her toes on the back heel of the shoe and began flipping the front of the shoe up and down on the floor. Man, her shoe was a stage and her silky feet were like exotic dancers tantalizing me, their lone audience, with their sensuous and titillating movements. My mind was made up; I just HAD to feel those feet! As the leg show continued there in front of me, I dropped my pen and it rolled directly next to her shoe and foot. I bent down, admired the view for 6 seconds, retrieved my pen, and ran my fingers up the soles of her foot. The Footmaster
"Oh, my!" She whispered. She kicked her foot forward and her shoe slid across the floor under the next table.
I apologized for scaring her and showed her my pen as I explained how it rolled under her seat. She giggled loudly as she assured me that it was quite alright. I retrieved her shoe from the next table and she allowed me to place the shoe back on her foot. I told her that she had pretty feet and she thanked me. I went back to my reading and, to my surprise, the foot show continued for another hour and a half.