Greetings gents, and a belated happy new year to you all. It's early days in January, but I've already had some glorious sightings at work to share with you all; they all took place this week, in fact!
Two of the three women have been mentioned before; a slender black lady and a curvy brunette. The latter was stood by her desk, and although I was on the other side of the desk I could see her legs and stocking feet through the gaps. She was again in opaque black tights, and had one foot flat on the floor with the other resting on her toes. Her feet looked soft and meaty in equal measure, the sort you could happily squeeze and caress and get lost in for a while! The slender black lady, meanwhile, was in black opaque stocking feet at the tea point. I saw her from a distance initially, and assumed that she was in black flats, but no; she'd padded over to the tea point shoeless, and was engaged in conversation with another colleague. I was en route to the tea point anyway, but made sure to take my time whilst there! Although her tights were opaque, I could see what looked like a purple nail varnish hidden through her tights. Not a bad way to start the morning...!
Yesterday, by chance, I sat in an enclosed area for my tea break and noticed a man and woman on a desk about ten feet away. At first I thought she was in flat loafers, but closer inspection saw that she'd discarded her heels and was just in her tights! Her right foot was flat with the leg crossed over it, so there was very little movement. However, she then uncrossed her legs and stretched her legs out, constantly rubbing her feet together, instep against instep and soles sliding over bridges! This continued for a good two minutes, until she returned to crossing her legs. Curiosity got the better of me, and I walked closer to see what she looked like. Mid 50s, I'd say, dark blue formal suit, shoulder length curlyish hair, mousey and a bit grey. She reminded me of the sort of teacher at school who was just 'alright' - not a bitch, but not the life and soul either. Interestingly, her tights were old school black sheers, straight out of the 80s! My break soon ended, and the next time I looked she'd left the desk. However, one to keep an eye out for if she returns...!
Oh, one more sighting, of sorts. Whilst waiting for my train the other morning, a girl in her mid 20s went by in ripped jeans, but with absolutely huge rips instead of slits in the knees. The rips were in the thighs and shins, but I had to do a double take as unlike most women, she'd donned a pair of tights underneath. I saw the shins first, and noticed the material of her smoky black tights but looked up higher and saw that her thighs were the same colour; tights, and not knee highs! She went to the other end of the platform, so I've no idea if she caught my train or not. Sitting next to her must have been quite the experience, though!
In other news, I'm meeting my lovely friend again on Monday for some fun - possibly with tights and stockings, although I've not asked her yet. Maybe it's a given, and we'll have fun anyway, but if tights and stockings are involved then it's even better. As ever, I'll keep you informed.
Cheers, everybody,
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