Hello all, I finally have the courage to say this story. When I was in high school I once went to a soccer shop that was local to me. There I saw a woman older maybe around 35-40. She was very helpful in helping me find the soccer ball I needed and the shirt I wanted, when she walked out from behind the counter I couldn't help but to notice her shoes she wore some wedges with a black strap. I didn't know how to react but I took my time. She sat back down and told me to tell her when I was ready to pay. So I decided to window shop a little to think of a way to talk to her about her feet. I approach her and started asking questions about different soccer teams and then I got down on one knee and was pretending to look at some stuff in a showcase right by her feet, I just stared at her feet for about 2 minutes. Then I asked her how she did it to keep her feet looking that way, she asked "what do you mean?" I said " I see a lot of women with ugly feet everywhere " and she asked" oh and what about mine how do they look" I said "they look really pretty, I like how they look in those shoes" she said "thank you no one really notices my feet ever" . I paused and stared at them again and then I reached for her foot as she was dangling her shoe. She tried to move it and I said "let me see the bottom, they look very soft" she said "sorry I can't just let you touch my feet" I let go and she took her shoe off then she said "there are they as pretty as you thought " I looked at them and got lost in her pink soles. I said " yes they're very pretty, thank you for not making fun of me" she laughed and said it was ok to be curious but to be careful and not touch without asking, I said "maybe I can massage them for you" she said I could do it for a few seconds because she didn't want anyone to see. I reached for those feet like a fat boy reaching for ice cream, I rubbed her soles and put my fingers between her toes, then I just held them for a second or two and told her I would never forget this moment. She told me that I shouldn't be scared to tell women about their feet because every woman takes care of them and most men don't even notice. She took her feet back and put her shoes on and asked if I was ready to check out. I paid the woman for the shirt and soccer ball and went on my way. I told her I would be back another time for a different shirt. She looked at me and said ok but usually my husband is the one that works at the store. I walked out and smelled my hands the whole way home. I went back a few times after but I never saw the woman ever again. I've moved away since but it's been about 11 years now
Posted by Jota Milagros (Member # 52780) on :
That must have been a wonderful experience!
It took courage as a high school student (17 or 18?) to talk to an older woman that way, and it's great that she appreciated the fact that you admired her feet. Even better that she allowed you to massage them for a while. Posted by Jstitch286 (Member # 50418) on :
I was 18 at the time. Yes she was very nice about it. I knew I wouldn't see her again which is why I did it! This helped me to this day though I still use a similar formula to get feet.
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