I've recently awakened to a whole new area of sexuality. I'm
blonde, five-six, petite. I take classes at community college.
Recently in class, I noticed a guy who sits one aisle over and a
seat ahead, looking back over his shoulder or under his arm on
my side. The first day I noticed this, I figured he was looking
at my legs, since I was wearing shorts. His gaze seemed aimed
toward the floor. But after a couple of days of this, I
decided to cool him off by wearing grungy jeans. He still stared, and it
was a little creepy, since I figured I wasn't giving him anything to look at.

It took me a couple of weeks to realize, he wasn't staring at my
legs, but at my feet! Even when I wore clothes that covered my
legs, he stared whenever I wore revealing shoes! I'm barefoot
most of the time at home, and in class or at the library, I
typically wiggle out of my shoes. In nice weather, most of my shoes are
flip-flops, sandals, or thongs anyway. If I wear clogs or gym
shoes, they're off the second I'm sitting down, and I never wear socks.

After this realization, I started teasing him. It's especially
easy in clogs, with which I can hide my feet almost entirely, then slip
them out, get his attention, then stick them back in. Once in a
while, the girl in front of me, Tina, always in skirt and heels,
slips her feet free. This really gets him going. If she starts
wiggling her nylon-covered toes, he shifts uncomfortably in his seat.

Two weeks ago, Tina and I were studying on the library lawn, on
a blanket. Naturally, we were shoeless. Her high heels and my
Scholls sandals sat side by side on the grass. The guy, Brad,
spotted us. Tina and I had been discussing his obsession with
our feet. Tina sat with her legs crossed in front of her. I laid on
my belly, with my knees bent, so that Brad had a clear view of the
bottoms of my bare feet. He stood there talking about utter
nonsense for maybe fifteen minutes, anything to prolong his view
of our tootsies. We both kept wiggling our toes and flexing our feet, driving him
craaaaazy. Even as he finally walked away, he kept looking back
at us. Tina even lifted a leg to wiggle her toes good-bye.



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