I want you to imagine coming across me like this by complete, miraculous happen-stance, in a Starbucks downtown...

Like me, you were escaping the office for your much needed afternoon caffeine fix, when your eyes gleefully landed on a scene so perfect, that you will forever have it b*rned into your happiest of memories! By the time you entered the Starbucks, I was sitting at a small chair off in the corner of the coffee shop, feet outstretched in front of me, casually propped up on a l*ttle table while I sipped my coffee and read...

On my feet? Literally a pair of sheer Nylon socks! Like, with the exception of the white fabric patches on the heels and toes of the socks, you could see the soles of my feet clear as day! My soles were obviously soft. VERY soft. Very well cared for! Proudly showing themselves off though the ultra sheer fabric, allowing you to see the entire length of my smooth, supple, stunning arches!

My arches were noticeably high, showing off a deep curve that ran perfectly from the base of my heels to the plump, sexy pad, just below my toes! There were slight, subtle details painted all over my pretty soles too, like kissable l*ttle wrinkles that were created to be l*cked, and their beauty was glowing in a gorgeous pink hue!

Although the white fabric covering my toes wasn’t sheer like the soles of my socks, it was still easily noticeable that my toes were long, perfectly proportionate and obviously made to be sucked! Making out the faint details and outlines of my toes through the fabric, you felt your c*ck trembling in your pants as you stood in line for your coffee!

There was a small, empty chair across the table from me, so no mission was ever clearer in your life before! Get your coffee, and GET TO THAT CHAIR!

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Alternatively, what if it was warmer weather and the entire situation happened while I was wearing these?

It was just your average day of stopping in for your morning coffee, before continuing on to work, when you saw me sitting in that coffee shop. At first glance, you knew I was a sexy thing, but that’s not what had caught your eyes so powerfully! What caught your eyes was what I was wearing on my feet! How could you tell what I was wearing on my feet? Because I had them propped up on the l*ttle coffee table in front of me while I sat there reading my book and drinking my coffee!

What I was wearing on my feet was hard to take in. I mean, you had seen sandals like this on the internet, but you couldn’t recall ever actually seeing someone wearing them out and about in public like this! On my feet, was a very cute pair of c*mpletely transparent sandals! As in... with my feet propped up on the table like this, anyone and everyone was getting a very clear view on the soles of my feet, should that be something they wanted to look at, and you, you wanted to look!

Having had a foot fetish for as long as you could remember, you found the soles of women’s feet to be one of the most exotic, erotic and desirable parts of the female figure!

You were so lost in my feet that the barista had to c*ll your name a few times before you clued in, snapping you back to reality! From here, your routine was simple: Leave the coffee shop, go to work, but that routine would have to be altered for today because there was no way you were going to miss out on a closer look at my feet! You wouldn’t forgive yourself for depriving your foot fetish of such an incredible experience!

It’s not like that coffee shop was packed, plenty of open seats, so of course I took note of you when you sat down awkwardly at the chair right across from me. With the soles of my feet so close to you that you could have literally leaned down and sn*ffed them, you had to bring your work bag onto your lap in order to cover up the boner quickly growing in your pants! Next, to give the illusion that you weren’t just there to eye f*ck my feet, you began to rummage through your work bag for something to “do” while you sat there...

Since all you had in your work bag was an extra dress shirt, your lunch & your phone, you decided that your only play was to pull out your phone and “look busy on it.” My feet were still up on the table right in front of you. Incredibly soft looking soles! Plump, juicy heels! G*d how bad you wanted to just lean down right now, slip off one of my sandals, and nibble on that nut busting heel of mine! Oh F*ck! Your d*ck continued to throb at the thought, dancing in your pants uncontrollably!

F*ck it! You needed to film this! You needed to capture this perfect view of my even more perfect feet! You casually flicked the mute switch on the side of your phone, so that the recording sound wouldn’t happen, and then flipped to your camera app - Perfection! There they were being captured in real time, my very f*ck-able feet, crossed up elegantly right in your face!

I quickly noticed that for someone “on their phone” you weren’t looking at it very much... My eyes occasionally glanced past my book, beyond my crossed feet, and I knew you were clearly up to something! It only took me a couple moments to realize exactly what that something was!

This perv is totally looking at my feet! Is he filming them?! I think he is! The first thought to cross my mind was to just take them down and end this l*ttle perv show right now, but there was another part of me that thought your obvious infatuation with my feet was kinda fun! Hilarious and a l*ttle bit pathetic, but fun nonetheless...

So I left my feet right where they were. As a matter of fact, I started to put on a l*ttle foot play show for you! Crossing and uncrossing my feet, slapping my soles against the transparent rubber of my flip flops and even reaching down and touching my soles a l*ttle! As you gradually began to spend more and more time looking at my feet, and less time watching your own home video, you began to notice me looking at you! Our eyes would quickly lock and we both knew what was going on, but I never said anything, I just went back to my book and continued to wiggle my soles for you...

Really, why should I punish you for being attracted to my feet? I mean, even I know for a fact that my feet are VERY pretty! As far as feet go, mine are crazy sexy & totally worth looking at! Besides, it was my decision to leave the house wearing these flip flops - I’m practically inviting the world to stare at my feet, so go for it you dirty foot boy! Eye f*ck my feet until your brain melts from how pretty they are! Film them so that you can spend the next several months j*rking off to me and my soft, sexy soles at home...

xoxo -Gwen

The Girl in the Coffee Shop! - A Hand Held Fantasy