Any big disappointments in chasing feet?
Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2015 11:32 pm
Sometimes when I thought I was set to enjoy some quality shoeplay or feet, it would not work out as I expected. One time I sat in a library carrel during a crowded time and the seat next to me had a pair of riding boots set between me and the next chair but the chair was not occupied. I sat there a long time and no one came to claim the boots. I could smell them right there next to me.
I had seen a woman claim the same seat in the library, at a carrel, for several days and she wore very beat up black high heels and black hose with a red skirt. The heels would always be kicked off. Finally one day the seat next to her was open and I took it. She had put her shoes back on and walked away for a time so I sat down there when she was gone. She returned and kicked off the shoes but then immediately went to claim an easy chair directly in front of the carrel and all I got to see was her kicked off heels.
One summer when the library I worked at was all but deserted I used to prowl about at lunchtime hoping to spot something. I did see one woman in the deserted carrels who always sat in one carrel, slipped off her clogs and put her bare feet up on the seat of the carrel in front of her. I thought it would be great to sit in the carrel next to her feet because she could not see her feet and what might be happening there. But I did not want it to seem obvious to her when I picked that seat. So one day I went to lunch a little early and she had not yet shown up. In a couple of minutes she arrived and immediately slipped off the clogs and raised her feet and crossed them at the ankles. The seat even had a dent from where she regularly put her feet. And almost immediately a friend came to see her and the feet went down, the clogs went back on, and the women left together. Hoping she would come back I stretched my lunch hour as much as possible. Just when I gave up and had to leave she returned and off went the clogs and up came the feet. I was so disappointed I didn't try to sit there in future days.
It was exam time and all the seats in the library seemed occupied. I did not have much luck all day and around dinner time the girl next to me left her carrel to immediately have another girl take her place. It seemed my luck had changed as this girl was very beautiful and had black and white high heels on her hosed feet. The shoes immediately came off. Then almost as quick they went back on as a friend of hers came and indicated a seat next to him had opened up. It was quite close to where we were but I really had wanted to spend some quality time with those feet. So I think I left.
I had seen a woman claim the same seat in the library, at a carrel, for several days and she wore very beat up black high heels and black hose with a red skirt. The heels would always be kicked off. Finally one day the seat next to her was open and I took it. She had put her shoes back on and walked away for a time so I sat down there when she was gone. She returned and kicked off the shoes but then immediately went to claim an easy chair directly in front of the carrel and all I got to see was her kicked off heels.
One summer when the library I worked at was all but deserted I used to prowl about at lunchtime hoping to spot something. I did see one woman in the deserted carrels who always sat in one carrel, slipped off her clogs and put her bare feet up on the seat of the carrel in front of her. I thought it would be great to sit in the carrel next to her feet because she could not see her feet and what might be happening there. But I did not want it to seem obvious to her when I picked that seat. So one day I went to lunch a little early and she had not yet shown up. In a couple of minutes she arrived and immediately slipped off the clogs and raised her feet and crossed them at the ankles. The seat even had a dent from where she regularly put her feet. And almost immediately a friend came to see her and the feet went down, the clogs went back on, and the women left together. Hoping she would come back I stretched my lunch hour as much as possible. Just when I gave up and had to leave she returned and off went the clogs and up came the feet. I was so disappointed I didn't try to sit there in future days.
It was exam time and all the seats in the library seemed occupied. I did not have much luck all day and around dinner time the girl next to me left her carrel to immediately have another girl take her place. It seemed my luck had changed as this girl was very beautiful and had black and white high heels on her hosed feet. The shoes immediately came off. Then almost as quick they went back on as a friend of hers came and indicated a seat next to him had opened up. It was quite close to where we were but I really had wanted to spend some quality time with those feet. So I think I left.