Anyway, this lady was dressed in slacks, a long coat, and med heel black linen pumps barefoot. She looked like she had narrow feet, which peaked my interest. I love narrow feet (on women). Even in the cold weather (at night) women are still wearing their pumps barefoot. Amazing. I guess feet warm up inside those pumps. Anyway, she was standing, waiting to be seated. The restaurant was crowded for a Tues. Anyway, I saw her standing, leaned against the counter. I didn't think she was the dipping type, but surprise; I saw her slip her slender/cute/sexy foot out of that pump and rest in on the back of the pump. I got up instantly and got in back of her for a better view. She slipped the pump back on before I could get in back of her. I thought that was it. But then she shifted her weight and bent her leg back. I had to move back quickly. She then slipped her shoe off that foot, letting it drop slightly, but enough to hear it hit the tile floor. She then would do the same thing, curling her toes, rotating her foot around, and pushing the back of the pump down which tilted the front of the pump up. I just stood there and discreetly enjoyed the view. I don't think she knew I was in back of her. Upon rubbing the bottom of her foot around on the back of the pump, the pump tipped over. She was moving it around; either she was just playing with it or she was trying to bring it upright; hard to tell because once or twice she would just leave the shoe there on the floor and look down at her bare foot and wiggle her toes. She was finally able to bring it upright. After that, she slipped it back on and no more dipping. Then she turned to go to a table. She saw me and just smiled politely.
She had to take a table near the door because the place was so busy. I knew she didn't want that table, but there was no other table available. So she sat there with both feet still in the shoes, flat on the floor. Finally her husband joined her; talk about a big dude. Then she crossed her leg towards the outside and I waited patiently. I was just about to leave when she started moving that foot around. I could see her curling her toes inside the shoes. I knew I couldn't sit there forever and was starting to get a little nervous. Just as I was getting up to leave, she popped that heel off her feminine heel of her foot. I picked up a newspaper and pretended to read part of it, taking a peek now and then. She moved that foot around, letting the pump slip off just a bit. It stayed that way for awhile and I felt pressured to leave. I think she was also getting suspicious of me; I think I was looking a little too often. So I felt compelled to look at the newspaper more and her foot/shoe less. Next thing I knew she had slipped the pump off even more and I got a great view of her shapely foot. I caught myself looking again. The urge to head to the men's room had been building, but I wanted to see if she would do a full dangle. I stayed another 5 minutes and then I couldn't stand it anymore and headed to the mens' room. I relieved myself and walked back towards the exit, passing her table. Her shoe was in the same position, dangling slightly from her pretty foot. Must have been newish shoes..they looked clean inside. Well that was it for me. I knew I couldn't sit back down and keep looking, so I left. Best real life candid dangling scene I have experienced in awhile. Seem like it is getting more and more rare, esp in cold weather.
It's soooooo stupid your feet are more likely to get colder than any other part of your body.I guess they just want some attention.
