Seduced by Her Stocking Arches
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When I first saw Julia, I was immediately drawn to her incredibly high arches. On the whole, she was a goddess. When she entered a room, she was the center of attention. She was graceful, feminine and alluring. And despite her coal black hair and pouty red lips that everyone adored, I was still drawn to her silk stockings and her edible arches.


I pursued Julia, but I was not the confident man around her that I normally was. I struggled to find engaging conversation when I was in her presence, and I always felt that she held the advantage in all of our interactions. I had never been in a relationship with someone of Julia’s beauty, and based upon my stumbling performance during our last meeting, I’m almost assured of never being romantically involved with her in the future.


I’ll be content to watch her walk in and out of my life thanks to our mutual friends. I’ll go home and fantasize about being at her delicate feet, licking her shoes clean and whorshipping her stocking feet. I know that if I ever was to find myself at her feet that she act as if I wasn’t even there using my tongue to clean the dirt from the soles of her shoes. I’d give anything for the chance to nibble on that perfect nylon encased arch of hers.





