I’d like for you to move in a little closer. That’s right. Close enough for a nice, intimate conversation with me. Very good. I’m always pleased when I know I have your total attention ;)
It’s time for “Confessions”. It’s a simple little game, really. Consider the photo. Does it stir memories? If not, surely it stirs a fantasy or two. I’ll share mine and of course, you’ll share yours. Now… I’d be more pleased if you shared a few details, but I will settle for “did it”, “want to do it”, “don’t have the nerve to do it but dream about it”, “seriously I would never do that”,, etc.
Just so you understand that I’d receive the most pleasure from reading the details…
For me, an under the table moment like this falls in the category of “did it on more than one occasion”, “want to do it again”, and “it excites me right now to think about it”.
The best part of moments like this is watching his face, especially if he isn’t expecting it at all. I quite enjoy sitting in a restaurant, keeping a very straight face while talking about something totally unrelated, and sliding my foot onto his lap. It’s priceless to do this when the wait staff are present and taking his order. To watch his face redden, to see him squirm a bit.. and best of all to feel his body respond… yum.
It’s also lovely to be sitting at home watching a movie, having told him he is frozen and may not move, and finding myself caressing him in this manner. It’s a test really… how long can I concentrate on the movie when I feel him harden and hear his breathing quicken?
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When attempting this maneuver it helps to be at a restaurant with tablecloths. At Chuck E Cheese they usually ask you to leave:)
The twitter thing kind of eludes me as well but lots of my friends do it.
“We’re having pot roast tonight! Maybe garlic mash potatoes. Spuds are not definite but I’ll keep you updated”
Thanks I’ll alert the media:)
I wonder if they’ll come up with an adult Twitter.
OMG. What an orgasm! The clown suit and coleslaw were sooo hot!
I’ll go away now.
Lady Julia you are so naughty!
Are all American southern women like this (insert smiles)?
Unfortunately all Southern women are not like this. I have heard of few women over 40 like this regardless of their locale.
To answer your question I haven’t done this in public and not sure I would want to. However that uncertainty is what makes it fun for the lady isn’t it?
The only memory I have of something remotely like this is from watching Flashdance :-)
My experience is that most women are neither this bold nor this focused on seduction. I don’t know if most men have this as a particular fantasy or not, but I suspect many / most guys would like a woman who wanted to.
Teasing and being teased is fun. When a woman says, “I want your undivided attention, and I love teasing you” and does so in such a bold, dramatic fashion, of course it’s extremely sexy. And flattering. And fun.
oh god yes, attention to foreplay, control, manipulation, …
1. Sadly, never done it
2. Gladly would
3. Thanks for the moment!
Best,
Felix
Lady Julia;
This image reminds me of an evening I spent with friends in many years ago. Two single friends, my wife and I were spending a weekend in a trailer on vacation in the Alps.
I thought that my wife and I were playing footies under the table but I found out years later that it was the single female and I. She thought it was the single guy with us… they ended up sleeping together that night and later got married.
Their romance had begun by accident, or was it destiny?
D
S – so funny as always :) I hope you are doing well. Really miss your blog. How’s every little thing there?
Nigel, I think most Southern women don’t admit to being so naughty. Whether or not they are, only their partners could say :)
Lovely story, D :) I wonder if they are still together and happy now?
David, you’re exactly right – that uncertainty is part of the fun, but I think I’d have to be almost certain before I would try it and would do it in such a way as not to embarrass the person (grins – at least at first). I’d make sure no one was around initially to see how he reacted.
FTW, your comment really interested me as I wonder why most women aren’t so bold. Sliding your foot into someone’s lap underneath a cloth covered table really offers no risk of embarrassment. I wonder if it’s because so many women, especially women my age, don’t feel sexy? If you don’t feel sexy, it’s tough to feel motivated to be bold. Hmm – I feel another blog post coming on ;)
Peter and Felix, thanks for commenting :) I know it’s difficult for many people to post even a few words so when people take the time, effort, and the emotional risk to do so, I am really pleased. (No, it isn’t an emotional risk for everyone, but posting on this sort of blog about this sort of thing is difficult for a number of people).
The picture brings back memories. Ms. Will can be playful at times. We were out at a nice restaurant. I don’t remember what we were talking about and then I felt her foot…
Oh my,
Will
I would love to be on the receiving end of this scenario. Lady Julia, ty for posting this entry and picture
Lady Julia,
I have a fascination/weakness for lovely legs and feet, especially in stocking, Mrs. Jim realized this very early on and loves to tease or “light the furnace” as she calls it. The first time it happened was at a family dinner at her parents house and she had just come back from a dance class..her feet in silky dance tights suddenly came up my leg and into my groin. She so enjoyed watching me try to act casual while she could feel me swelling.
She so enjoyed it that she has repeated it several times, though always unexpetedly and it has never failed to drive me crazy, and lead to very passionate attention to her. One wedding in particular she drove me so crazy, I had to corral her in a nearby coat room.
P,S,
Your use of inticing photos (fishnets legs and the one above is more than enough to enduce me to answer your survey. Good thing I did not view these on the 14th or those last tax returns would have really be askew.
It fires a memory of an office meeting at work, was in one of our smaller conference rooms, just a rectangular table with seats for 8 people around it, viewing screen at one end.
Was 6 of us in the room, me, my immediate boss, 4 others from various sections to discuss an ongoing construction project.
I’ll call her Linda, sat opposite me and we’d been teasing each other for weeks with emails back and forward, getting hotter and hotter every time, descriping what we’d like to do.
Mid meeting i felt a touch on my calf, but thought nothing off it, then there was another, lingering longer and sliding up and down before again stopping. i glanced over the desk at Linda and she was focussed on our boss and watching the presentation on screen. then i felt it return, i lean back slightly to look under the desk and her stocking covered foot is delicately sliding along my inner thigh, i almost fell of my chair as i tried to pull myself closer to the table so noone would see what she was doing. Her foot teased it way across my thigh dancing and caressing me before i felt her toesflick against me, fighting so hard to stop a soft gasp from slipping from my lips. Her toes then proceed to flick across my sex making me ache with desire as i kept glancing at her, was that a small sweet smile on her oh so sexy lips, then her eyes meet mine and they sparkled with fire and passion before she returned to watch the screen and continued the delicious attention she was giving me under the table. i was on fire as her foot pressed harder then flick softly, grinding her foot into me then dragging her toes up across my by now hardness, biting my lip digging my nails in to my thighs to try and keep control, my ears buzzing,head spinning not hearing anything that was being said, all i could see all i could think off was her and how much i wanted to be with her right here right now, how i’d do anything to make her happy if she would keep doing this o me, such sweet torture and i loved it.
my hips now rocking gently,just ever so slightly against her, finding her draw her foot away and despite myself trying to stay calm and appear normal i could feel myself trying to slide lower under the desk chasing the pleasure her foot had been giving me, desperate to feel it on me again….then she returns oh…having to bite my fist trying to hide a small gutteral moan that drew looks from the room, oh she knew she had me and i could see her delicious half smile, like a cat that knows it has its prey cornered. with that she stopped and seemingly the meeting was finished, i had no clue of what had been said or what had been asked of us,all i knew is i was so looking forward to next weeks meeting…
this happened 2 years ago and is one of the most intense experiences i’ve experienced.
just to follow up my post,
writing that and remembering brought it so to life again and so turned me on, thank you for the opportunity to share, and to re-enjoy that day, as i wrote i could almost feel her foot once again slowly running up my leg :)