A pretty office worker, dressed smart-casually, walks confidently towards me from across the yard. I can tell from her gait that she is NOT to be messed with!
She stops in front of me for a while before using me, which gives me the humbling opportunity to start studying her socks before I am required to concentrate on kiss-respecting her shoes – especially her left sock which, thanks to the arrogant and domineering positioning of her left foot, is slightly more exposed beneath her jean hems than her right sock.
And what a truly fabulous pair of feminine socks they are too – white(ish), with superb rows of narrow, cotton stitching. Narrow they may be, but I can still clearly see those curved rows of stitching over her shapely anklebones thanks to my sock-enhanced vision, caused by literally years of observing my customers’ socks, day in and day out, 365 days a year!
Not that I’m complaining! Far from it – I deem it an honour to even breathe in the same air as my customers’ socks, especially the socks of such a pretty customer-mistress as this one!
Soon, however, my worshipful sock-reverie must give way to the routine job in menial mouth – that of respect-kissing this attractive young woman’s casual shoes. I still get a nice close-up and personal view of her socks, of course – only now my menial mind must be evenly split between her socks and her shoes as I pay genuine lip servitude to this superb, female office-worker’s superior feet and footwear!
Such are the trials and tribulations of a sockieboy public footservant!
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Walking towards me with feminine confidence and aplomb! |
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She is casually, yet smartly, dressed |
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An office worker, I surmise! |
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The arrogant and haughty positioning of her left ankle gives me a very welcome opportunity to study her socks in some detail! |
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What a truly superb sock! White (but not too white; not blindingly white!), with thin rows of soft, cotton stitching following the curvature of her shapely, feminine ankle! |
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These are socks, along with the woman who is wearing them, to be admired and respected! |
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By the same token, of course, she utterly despises me – a lowly, sockieboy public footslave, compelled to look her in the sock… |
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…before he must kiss-respect her outstretched office sneaker! |
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Followed swiftly by the other sneaker! |
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I am in sockieboy heaven – kissing a pretty stranger’s feet whilst admiring her socks! |
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It’s pathetic I know, but years of enslavement in this dirty alcove have conditioned me thus! |
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My female customer certainly knows it. She regards me with the contempt a wretched sockieboy slave such as myself fully deserves! |
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I am a nothing and a nobody, kissing the feet and admiring the socks of a somebody! |
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No wonder she can’t wait to turn her pretty back on me and walk away! |
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She is an indisputably superior being to me! |
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Haughtiness and arrogance becomes her… |
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…just as humility and wretchedness becomes me! |
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I am less than her socks… |
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…less even than a single stitch in her socks! |
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That’s why I can’t take my eyes off them… |
…off her SOCKS!
Long may her socks remain in my menial memory... Her SOCKS!... The stranger’s SOCKS! |