On the train on Tuesday morning (I was going to the
Birmingham office later in the day so I left the car at home) and I noticed
that a bloke a little further down the carriage was repeatedly glancing my way,
obviously looking at my legs. I was wearing one of the button-through skirts
with sheer black hold-ups. Although I can’t be sure, but as I was sitting with
my legs crossed, I can only think that he could see the stocking tops at the
back of my crossed leg.
I uncrossed and re-crossed my legs which helped the skirt
ride up a little more and as I did, as discreetly as possible popped the bottom
button open; I can’t for the life of me think why I had it fastened. This
allowed the skirt to fall open a little and showed just very small amount of
the start of the dark part of the stocking top on the top of my thigh, hope I've explained that well enough to understand.
Content with that, I remained sitting like that until I
got off, hoping that more people than the one bloke had appreciated my effort.
I certainly appreciate the effort. You described it perfectly. Really turned me on to imagine being that guy sat staring at your stocking tops
ReplyDeleteMy wife is big on a little flash of stocking tops as well. Nice tale, and nice site.
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