so here is the wild story. i don't know if any of you have ever felt this way when you are wearing your high heels in total and complete freedom. you know when you wear them and you just don't care what people think, say or do! even if you wear the most extreme heels!
well that is where i am.
my old art school buddy called me mid week and said she wanted to visit. now i know she is hugely attracted to me. i also know she is hugely jealous of the things i wear, which include my white 7.5 inch heels and my revealing skin tight blue jeans. i know that there is no way she and i could get together and the whole sex thing is way out of the question. back when i was 18 maybe but now...
anyway.
she still loves me and can't have me, and she is jealous that i wear high heel in the blazing wide open and such revealing jeans.
like i said, i was in one of those weird moods that i just can't explain.
if i caught her looking some where else, i would do something to draw her back in! like if she were sitting and looking out the window, i would walk in front of the window and face her! like i said, i was in one of those moods...
when she called and requested a visit i shed my stupid clothes and got dressed in my body suit and tight jeans and jacket. i picked my 7.5 inch heels from pierre silber and wore them right out of the house, into the car and down to her place.
here is a picture of me in those jeans:
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/whsp1234/Bleue.jpg
well i was in one of those moods this past week.
i knew she would have a difficult time watching my totally exposed high heels or my long legs and shapely back side or totally revealed frontside! the whole outfit and situation had me fully aroused, which was made more obvious in my skin tight outfit.
well like i said, i was in one of those moods. as i drove to her place, i looked down at my white high heels and thanked my lucky stars i could wear them without any care.
i drove into where folks park if they want to visit and on my way to the lobby door i saw a huge caterpillar on the sidewalk. i can't explain my mood but i felt totally sexy and extremely attractive. there is something about that outfit that makes me feel 100 percent. so as i walked along the sidewalk, heading for the front door, i casually stepped on that caterpillar and didn't look back.
i got into her place and she did the usual drinking me in, hands and mouth off, and we decided to hit the park, which is just across from her place, where she usually walks her dog. we made our way down the steps and across the street, holding hands and into the park, which was quiet at that hour of the day. once we got down the trail a ways i wanted to give her something to look at. i could tell she was staring at my crotch and at my rear! that was a huge turn on for me. i was hugely aroused and saw it when i looked down at my shoes. i also noticed she was continually looking down at my shoes and i could see that jealousy in her eyes. so i let go of her hand and started walking in front of her a few paces and looked back to see if she was watching.
at the time she was talking about all the news stories and how terrible things had gotten in the world. i said there isn't much about anything we can do up here, the two of us, so i said we should thank our lucky stars it isn't us getting blown up, buried under a volcano, or washed away by a hurricane or etc. she said that was a lousy attitude to have.
then we got into a big discussion over this. which is why i enjoy her company so much.
i looked back at her and i could see she was explaining her position and i also noticed she was looking down at my shoes.
so i turned around and continued to walk, feeling more and more sexy!
then i spotted a small frog on the path ahead of me. it was about the size of a poker chip. and it was sitting right there on the path. so i looked back to make sure she was watching.
as she was explaining the great mysteries of life and watching my shoes, i stepped on that frog. it went totally under my right platform and was squished flat. there was a crunching feeling as all of my weight came came down on that platform. i looked back as i walked on and saw it, squished into the mud. then i looked up quickly only to be met by her eyes.
i couldn't think of anything bright to say so i just whispered: oops!
she got mad at me for stepping on it and i said it was an accident.
then we got into a big discussion over it. i listened to her opinion and thought okay...
then i saw a snail. i stepped on it too but it didn't crunch. it was just squished into the mud on the trail. i know she watched that as well.
and i could tell she was getting hotter and hotter under the collar.
after a while we turned around and started coming back, at first walking side by side but soon i got ahead of her and we came upon that snail and she made a grunting sound in her conversation.
then we came upon that squished out frog and i couldn't resist, i was ahead of her and knew she was watching so i stepped on it again. this time my platform sunk into the mud a bit and left a print.
after this i turned around and she stared right at my crotch and said god are you hung!
we got back to her place and i decided not to walk her in. we stood outside in front for a short while, tying up the loose ends to our conversation and i fooled around a bit more, showing off. there was a big gob of pink bubble gum lying on the sidewalk and i stepped on that. it was fresh and stuck to the bottom of my left platform.
she said, there you go, soon you will be driving away in your car, wearing this outfit and those shoes, the same shoes which just crushed a frog and a snail and someone's bubble gum and you don't care at all. and i can't make up my mind if i want to watch your shoes or jeans!
i just loved that!
then today she e mailed me and said she had been walking her dog down that trail and she stopped in the mornings to examine that shoe print my platform had made right on top of that frog. she said its squished out remains were still there at the bottom of that shoe print.
she ended the e mail with the words: i don't know what is worse, you wearing those great big high heels or that great big huge bulge in your jeans being worshipped by someone other than me!
i loved hearing that!