Puss'N Boots
© Pierre Bougie 2004
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It has been a lousy week. I lost my job and have
been feeling blue for the past few days. But today is a special
event day and as I get up from bed, jump in the shower and do
my make-up, I feel better again.
I was looking forward to this Saturday as my boyfriend and I
have scheduled a photo shoot for my website. A faithful long
time member asked for a set of me in black boots and black pantyhose
outside, so we decided to leave the house early and go to our
local park before the crowd invades the place.
Dressed in a see through black linen shirt, a black mini skirt
and wearing no bra, no panties, but only a sheer pair of black
pantyhose, I slip on an extra pair of thin knee high nylon socks
before sinking both feet into my comfortable but slightly oversize
leather boots.
These tall boots encase my foot, ankle and calf well but I do
need that extra pair of long socks to have them fit snugly against
my lower legs. For the long walk I wish to take today, they
are quite indispensable. Anyway, they won't show as the leg
of this footwear is tall enough to hide them
Hubby takes a few snapshots of me inside the house,
and then a few more as I get out the door.
Preceding me outside, he asks that I stand in
the door jamb and give a series of smiles to my faithful fan.
I execute myself, already feeling happy to be able to make someone
else happy!
I can imagine this guy getting his kicks out of
these photos and I really love to tease, so it's a real pleasure
for me to be doing this. I even lift up the left leg, and boldly
rest the thick sole of my boot on the brick flower box, knowing
quite well that my crotch is completely showing! I'm pretty
sure that the expert eyes of my members will notice that I have
a bald pussy under the sheer black hose
We both get into the car and my husband wants me to drive, as
he wants to take a few shots of my nylon legs as we head towards
the park.
I have once seen a website dedicated to driving women in nylons
and heels. The fans there seem to enjoy seeing the lady push
on the pedals and slip a heel off her foot while slamming on
the brakes. I guess others also get a kick out of watching the
shoeless toes trying to clench at the rubber pads of the accelerator,
brake and clutch pedal.
But hubby isn't into pedal pumping so he just snaps a couple
shots of my thighs as my skirt rides pretty high
! As we
get to the great big park area, I stay in the car while my photographer
gets ready outside. I come out and walk on the paths, my thoughts
drifting elsewhere
All this time trotting around, I don't
feel the heel cups gradually irritating and inflaming the back
of my heels.But now that I have reached the middle of the park,
I can feel both my feet are really soar and hot, as the weather
is quite sunny and warm.
I need a break and head over the main rest area, where there
are benches under the protection of a large roof. There, we
can hide from an unexpected shower or, like it is the case today,
get away from the hot burning sun that I really feel penetrating
through my black clothes!
I approach the deserted area wishing to finally
sit on a bench and rest my aching feet. There is a girl I had
not yet noticed, already seated and reading a notebook. She
is about my age and is wearing a printed sun dress with tiny
straps, one of which is sexily hanging off her left shoulder.
Her sheer nylon legs are crossed and she is madly dangling her
mule from the tips of her well manicured toes. The dark red
varnish matches her long fingernails and also the lipstick on
her pouting and full mouth. Her eyes are riveted to the pages
of the book she is holding in her right hand, while her fingers
play with a strand of her long and curly brown hair. She is
very beautiful and her facial expressions translate the intensity
with which she is concentrating on her notes.
I sit at the other end of the bench to relax my feet a little.
I spread both legs out in front of me and rest my back against
the comfortable wooden backrest. My hands rest on my nylon thighs,
almost reaching my knees as I close my eyes and enjoy the shade,
away from the burning sun. It feels good to smell the freshly
cut grass, to hear the birds call at each other and just be
able to enjoy the smooth flow of air that glides over my exposed
face and arms. Not to mention the draft I can feel up my exposed
nylon crotch
!
I dressed as if it were an autumn day, I think to myself, wishing
I hadn't had to wear the pantyhose. On top of it, he chose black!
But a request is a request! The sun really burnt its way into
the dark material of my clothes and I can almost feel the small
droplets of sweat begin to surface my skin under the skirt and
shiny pantyhose. I spread the thighs a little farther apart,
trying to let the cooling breeze infiltrate between my legs
but my skirt is tight and tends to ride upwards, exposing much
of my thighs. I wouldn't want to be indecent in a public place
like this, but I certainly enjoy the draft that reaches my damp
pantyhose crotch!
I remain like this for a while, trying not to think about anything.
But that isn't obvious at all. My mind keeps on speeding through
thoughts of all sorts, from work to financial problems and from
my website updates to my sex cravings. I have to open my eyes
because otherwise, I won't be able to concentrate on anything
to keep my mind focused and free!
As the light hits my pupils I am staring at the girl's dangling
sandal
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