The other day, when I went to pick up some shoes (lace-ups) that I'd taken in for repair, I was confronted with the objects of my desire. There, on the counter, within striking distance, was a pair of Allen-Edmonds tassel loafers and my mind started racing.
What size are they? Who do they belong to? What do they smell like?
They were just a couple of feet (no pun intended) from my face so I leaned forward over the counter to see if I could detect a trace of the aroma...no such luck. While I stood there contemplating whether or not there was a way to discreetly get a whiff, I activated my cameraphone to capture a few shots while the cobbler's back was turned. It was then that I noticed the security camera mounted on the wall and facing in my direction, so I wimped out.
What would I do if I had them all to myself? First, I would pick one up and inspect it for size, holding it close to my face. I'd have to smell it. I don't even know if I would be turned on by the odor, but I would smell the inside of the loafer anyway, just to find out. Next, I would try them on. I'm pretty sure I could fit into them. That would be quite arousing to me - to be in his shoes, whoever he is. I imagine he wears a blue pinstripe suit, a crisply pressed blue shirt,a red patterned tie, and thin ribbed cotton socks. He is about six feet tall, two hundred-something pounds, and married. He's in his late forties, with average looks. thinning brown hair, and is a little heavier than he should be, but he's got a healthy tan, probably from many rounds of golf. And he carries himself with a confidence that makes him sexy.
Now, after imaging what I'd do with his loafers, I imagine what I would do with him...
You should have gone for it, they usually only check camera footage if there's a theft. :)
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ReplyDeleteSIZE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING! What size are you?
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