Greetings folks, I hope we're all well. It's been an interesting week for me, and it all comes down to being in the right place at the right time. No tickle action, sadly, but several delightfully candid stocking feet sightings. In my office we have weeks where one of us will start early (8.30) and someone will finish late (5.30). I was on the late shift the other week, and walking back to the station I happened to see a pair of discarded shoes on the floor inside a Pret a Manger. They were black suede flats, and resting on the bar of the chair above them was a pair of quite large opaque black stocking feet. Well, I had a train to catch but I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity!
I walked into the shop and pretended to browse the counter, all the while sneaking peeks at the feet in front of me. The woman in question was late 50s, I'd say, quite craggy looking and tall but who cares when her feet were on show? I noticed that her feet jiggled quite a lot, at one point even crossing over so I got an awesome sole shot! I noticed that the ball of her foot was dusty, maybe from where she'd had it resting on the bar. I stayed there for a few minutes before going to the station for my train. Sometimes, it pays to do the late shift it seems!
Then there was yesterday, when the sun came out properly for the first time this year; I wandered over to the park for some fresh air, but also with the notion that there might be some stocking feet on display. The day had started out sunny, but not sunny enough to go bare legged; however, if a woman was getting hot then she might go to the park and ditch her shoes, right? Right! I found a curvy brunette dressed all in black, her black flats off to one side and legs curled underneath her. Again, a top notch sole shot but I noticed that her tights seems a bit loose around her sole; the material had come away, causing wrinkles and ripples in the material. She was on her phone and so didn't really notice me sitting about ten feet behind her, so I was able to enjoy the view for twenty minutes or so before having to return to work.
The final encounter happened not 12 hours ago; I'd decided to get a later train into work, and took my usual route to the office. One of the shops I go past is a jewellers, and I've never really paid it any heed before. This time, however, I saw a pair of chubby but pointy black opaques in the window. One of the assistants was cleaning the store and setting up, and padded around in her tights. I pretended to be on my phone waiting for someone, all the while checking out her feet. She was quite chubby herself, in a nice way, with dark hair and green streaks! If I'd got my early train I don't know if I'd have seen her, so it might be worth getting that train more often...!
All of these encounters took me back to when I was 14, and would go into shops where I knew the women would have ditched their shoes behind the counter. It was a fun to do cheap thrill then, and it's a fun to do cheap thrill now. Summer will be here soon, so I'll enjoy the stocking feet encounters while I still can!
Cheers, everybody,
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