Posted by A.A. on December 18, 2000 at 11:28:48:
First of all: If you have read my previous post (at the bookstore... a story), this is another story. If you haven't, please read at least the first few sentences. Those will give you the introduction to this story. Note: This story is based not on the same branch as the 1st story. This time I went to one of the two other branches, the one nearest to my school. This story shall also compose the happenings of 4 straight days of shoeplay watching at this bookstore, specifically at the Greeting Cards section... with an average of 2 and a half hours per day. So without further ado, let's start. FIRST DAY: SECOND DAY: THIRD DAY: FOURTH DAY: So…I hope u enjoyed my stories. It was heaven for me on those four days. I hope it'll repeat again. Gosh, my fingers are aching, gotta stop typing soon. Anyway, I'll be back-- again! I was satisfied before and I wanna get satisfied once again! Before I forget… I wanna also mention one saleslady who I saw on each of the 4 days. Her name is Anna (I only heard her co-workers call her that). She has a pair of beautiful black pumps with gold designs at the heel part of the shoe. She also did a lot of heel popping and dipping especially when I called her attention and asked about a book. Her stockinged feet is very gorgeous… and delicious! Thanks for reading. If you want me to post more, please email me (AquaAdventure@hotmail.com). Thanks again, see ya.
I started buying Christmas cards. As I looked around, I found many sales ladies in black pumps. I found two whose shoes were ready to slip off by the movement of their foot while standing. The first one didn't slip off her pumps while standing. But since she was attending to the toys section (which is beside the cards section), there was a cabinet beneath a table filled with extra stocks of children's toys. Then she decided to get out more stocks of toys from the cabinet. As she crouched, and opened the cabinet, both her heels slipped off her pumps. Nice timing... coz i was also crouching, looking at cards, when that happened. She turned me on, but that was all she did. I thought that was all... not until i saw the other one. This one has a little gap between the heel cup and her ankle, so i decided to follow her a little more. Then after a while, I found her crouching, while arranging the cards, with both of her heels popped out of her pumps at the heel cup. I went closer, crouched and pretended to read a card's message. As I looked at the heel popping she did, she had a great arch, and after a few seconds, while she looked at the message of a card, she lowered her left hand and massaged the exposed left sole with her fingers. Wow! I was having a hard-on... I just wished those fingers massaging that exposed sole were MY fingers. Those did not need massage but a little bit of tickling... it removes the aches plus it gives a tingling sensation she'll surely enjoy.
The second day was very different from the first day. There were two different persons who gave me a hard-on while at the bookstore. One was a sales lady in the stuffed toy section (which was not far from the card's section). She had black pumps on with white stockings. And I saw gaps on the heel cups of the shoes of this lady. After a while, she walked around the store, as I followed her secretly. Every step caused her pumps to slip of her stockinged feet. That lasted only for an hour, but I did not know that the best was yet to come: not from a sales lady but from a customer. I saw her leaning on the counter of the gift wrapping section (which was also beside the cards section). Her shoeplay was very brief but it was super! She wore a red-violet blouse, with matching skirt, and matching spike pumps. Her feet wore pinkish-violet stockings. I was just passing by when I saw her right heel resting above the heel cup. It caught my attention and made me stay for a while. But due to many customers inside the bookstore, I was forced to look at it when it was at the best moment. After passing by and catching the attention of the right heel popping out, I stopped at one corner, again, pretending at looking some cards. She then slipped on her right shoe, then unexpectedly, she removed her left foot from the shoe and tip-toed at the heel cup, exposing a great arch. Her fleshy creamy soles were so yummy I wish I cud get closer and caress that sole with little itsy-bitsy strokes of tickling. Then she dipped continuously. And finally, she put the shoe back on. I was ready to explode. It was hard to keep my smile off the eyes of the other customers. WOW, what a day it was!
The third day was quite different from the first day. I again saw the sales lady who massaged her sole doing more heel popping whenever she kneels. But that day belonged to one, 30-40 year old lady who stood behind a glass counter, filled with angel figurines. She was always there and she seldom went out of that place. But I don't matter… it was in that place where she gave me a show. The glass counter has a black backboard for opening it, so no one would ever see her shoeplay. So when I saw her, she was wearing brown pumps (the only other color of pumps wore by the sales ladies) and stockings. I hid behind a greeting card stall which had a little opening. In this opening, which was exactly at my eye level, I have a direct view of her feet (and JUST her feet) without her noticing that I was looking. This was the very place in the cards section where I stayed the most. I pretend sometimes that I'm looking at the cards to prevent others to think that I was watching her. Then even though it was my first time to see her, she gave me a show ryt away. She removed her left foot from her shoe and placed it on a box behind her. She flexed her foot and stretched her sole. Her arch was gorgeous. It stayed on the box for a while, with the toes tip-toeing on the surface of the box. After a while she put her shoes back on and then dipped with both the left and the right foot… with me watching this in a secret place! Then after half an hour, I came back to her. She was still dipping in the very same place, but there came another person who wore black pumps on bare feet. I stopped and looked at both of them. Then this new lady did a light stomp on the floor with her left foot. With the heel of the shoe landing first and the toes poiting diagonally upward, I saw her heel popping out and just wanting to come out of the shoe! I expected the heel to come out, but it did not. She just slipped the shoe back on. With disappointment, I left. I did not leave sad, though. Someone just gave me a show, anyway.
The fourth day happened just yesterday. I saw the lady in brown pumps and she gave me a show. But least to what I expected… two persons gave me a really terrific show. The barefoot lady in black pumps finally did it! As the lady in brown pumps continued on dipping behind the glass counter, this barefoot one went to the place where the former was assigned. She stayed there for a minute, having a little conversation and me… of course: hiding again behind the stall of greeting cards, looking. As I watched, there were two pairs of feet. One was already dipping and the other one I was expecting to do something. Even though it was brief, the barefoot one leaned on the counter, stood on one foot and did numerous heel pops with the other. She just removed and slipped her pumps for a number of times. Then she switched feet and did it again with the right foot. She was giving me a hard-on. Finally, she did it! …And not only that, I saw another sales lady in black pumps and stockings standing behind the glass counter when I returned after an hour. I realized that the one in brown pumps has left already and she was the substitute. Since she was behind it, she can do any shoeplay… and with me secretly watching her. And not long after, she heel popped at her left foot, rested her heel at the heel cups, then she stepped on the heel cup, folding it like a piece of paper. Then she roamed around the figurines' section (which is again beside the cards' section), walking with her left heel crushing the heel cup of her left shoe. She wore the pump as though it was a mule. She never removed it in that position. I kept on looking at that heel being exposed. I even did a little close up when she was kneeling, arranging some figurines while I was behind her checking on some picture frames. There was a little run on her stocking at the heel part of her left foot. The best thing about that was she did not remove it from that position.