[VIDEO] A lovely library display

December was definitely my lucky month, as far as stocking feet adventures.

A little over a week removed from "Meanwhile at the library", we were back at this library to print off more documents....

And though there was less to print out this time around, the incredible show that I received felt like it went on forever.

As with the previous outing, I knew from the moment that I peeped her outfit, that this would probably be good! Ditto because she'd had a long day on her feet in those denim flats, and I know she was itching for a break!

I don't claim the ability to predict the future, but I had a feeling that her "dogs were killin' her" and that regardless of how reserved she generally is, those stinky flats were coming OFF!

And wouldn't ya know it? Not even two minutes into sitting down, and she was already airing her feet and shoes out, with her feet positioned in a similar manner to the shot below.

Now mind you, this screenshot is NOT from when we first arrived in the library. This entire video almost didn't happened, and I'll tell you why in just a moment.

So quickly had she sat down and mindlessly started playing with her shoes, that I had NO time to really get my video rig fully set up in time. Which only made what happened next, sting even harder.....

See, although I correctly predicted that she'd be relieving her feet of those shoes, what I hadn't prepared for was for my entire parade to get rained on — DRENCHED— in the form of an unfamiliar face who must've very recently taken up employment at our library as an attendant/security guard (is that a thing?)

Before I could even power up the camera, my wife had been approached by this overzealous drone, who proceeded to lean down and utter to her:

"Hello ma'am, I don't mean to bother you, but per library policy: you're not allowed to have your shoes off"

"Ooh! I'm sorry" my wife responds softly and sheepishly

"Not a problem, just a reminder!" the eager pupil smiled and the proceeded on to other tasks.

.....

Ok...

WHAT?!

Who the FUCK sent this party-pooper?!

Don't get me wrong, they were nice and "discreet" about it (quotations because they were not nearly discreet enough in my opinion), but seriously...

WHO THE FUCK SENT THIS PARTY-POOPER?!

I was both intrigued and frustrated. First of all, where did you even come from? And secondly,

it's the end of the day, the library is about to close....uhhhh.....wanna pick your battles??

"So that's just it? It's over already??" , I thought.

I mean seriously....what the hell?! My wife finally begins to loosen up enough to shoeplay a little in public (of her own freewill, mind you. I'm still not convinced she knows I've been filming her in public but hell, with my wife, anything is possible.) and you dare come and stomp all over that...and fuck this up for me?!

My wife finally begins to become unreserved enough to relax a little in public and you dare come and piss all over my parade?

I might NEVER see her do this again — not for a loooongg time anyway. Not even if I begged her! Talk about a completely blown opportunity!

OR....so I thought

About ten minutes goes by, I'm finally concentrated on something else on my phone in order to get my mind off of the utter SABOTAGE that just happened...when I suddenly hear a faint and familiar sound...

A tinny and scratchy sort of sound, followed by a light, feathery but noticeable "CLOP!" sound.

"Could it be?"

Anxiously I look to the direction of my wife and what should I see?

Glen, you dirty DIR-TY doooggg, you!

Hol-LY FUCK!!....No sooner than ten minutes after being confronted about "breaking policy" over her "lack" of footwear, does this woman begin sliding her heels back out! Literally taking her shoes BACK OFF after Officer Dickhead McPartyPooper told her not to!

What the FUCK is going on? Is she high?!

I know it may not seem like a big deal to many, but for me this is unbelievable. For any other woman, we might be talking about a small airing out of a heel here; for a girl as reserved and generally compliant with authority as Nani is, this might as well be a step a below stripping!

Okay so there "may be" just a teensy bit of embellishment on my part there, but I'm definitely not wrong overall.

Nani is not generally the type of gal to go out of her way to break the rules (especially as harmless as "please keep your shoes on"), and definitely not one to repeat the said offense after being confronted about it. She's kind of a stickler for remaining proper and not calling unwanted attention to herself or causing friction. So she either forgot —being so tired and all— OR she just didn't give a fuck.

Whatever got into her, I'm glad that it did, as it gave me a glimmer of hope. But it got even better..

My heart began to beat to the rhythm of a thousand galloping horses!

By GOLLY!

She'd gone from being slightly defiant by slipping her heels out of her shoes, to completely rebelling by doing......THIS!

I found this to be so very entertaining — damn near intoxicating! Her being confronted by library staff about taking her shoes off, turned out to be a nice and arousing little twist to all this...for me anyway. Like I said, I hadn't had time toeven turn on the camera before Officer FootHater McFuckface appeared. So getting a second chance to watch and record all of this unfold was....

DUDE!!!

Anyway!

She stayed in this classic crossed-ankle position for a few minutes, wiggling her toes and scrunching her soles, until she decided to switch and begin resting both feet on the floor, with her soles out and exposed. Resting BOTH STOCKING FEET ON THE DIRTY LIBRARY CARPET.

See for yourself...

As you can see, her shoe is kinda blocking her feet, but look closely and you can see that indeed the balls of both of her stocking feet are testing directly on the carpet. Oooh and also eww! But mostly Ooooh!

By now, I'm watching in "sexually triggered angst", and I started to noticed an ever-so-light funk in the air, that I hadn't noticed before.

At first I take it as my imagination playing tricks on me —though it looks aesthetically pleasing, this library isn't exactly the most pleasantly scented dwelling in town—, but as I take in another deep breath, I cannot deny the subtle-yet-noticeable existence of the familiar aroma of my wife's "Stanky Stockin' Feet".

Gawd, this is getting GOOD, and also BAD! I was in awe of her boldness and wanted the moment to last as long as possible. The combination of her general scent and the musky, yeasty funk of her feet having been confined in the confines of her flats all day was intoxicating. But I was also worried about her being called out again, as she is rather self-conscious with stuff like that. The last thing I wanted was for this blissful moment to be cut short!

Ffffffuuuuck!

GAWD, this was getting a bit much. My pants were growing tight — let me spell it out for you: my HEART was POUNDING and my DICK was THROBBING!

THIS was a level of intensity I hadn't felt for awhile. I was so incredibly turned on by everything that had happened thus far, but I was also waiting and anticipating for You-know-who to zip out of nowhere at any moment and demand my wife put her shoes back on again.

All I could think was "Mm, mm — MM!! Girl, you need to chill! MMM!!"

""Ma'am! Hi, yes. This is your THIRD reminder and I must inform you that at least one of your neighbors has compla —— you know what? Nevermind. I don't get paid enough for this shit. As you were. Nice shoes!" - probably what Security would've said or some variation. Maybe not.

And that's when she crossed her ankles again, and this time it was better than the first time. Shoes completely off (though the one shoe is still unfortunately blocking some of the view), both silky sweaty nylon soles almost completely exposed and...

That smell! The scent of my wife in general has always gotten my motor revving but...

THIS smell. The faint but noticeable indicator of her feet sweating in enclosed flats all day with the thin fabric of her nylon stockings —themselves already sweaty and kind of musky from yesterday but thrown on today in a rush— being the only separator between foot and shoe! THAT smell!

Oh, that intoxicating, funky, sour (like vinegar), yeasty slightly cheesy SMELL!

Between the sight of those silky soles and the smell of them, I was sweating missiles! You hear me? Fuck bullets, I WAS SWEATING MISSILES! And my dick was throbbing about as hard as when Nani and I first consummated our relationship (and that was INTENSE!).

The fact that that she was "breaking the rules" and being so sexy (to me) with it, was getting to me! At one point, during one of the many "uncross then recross the ankles" marathons, Nani wiggles her toes in such a slow and almost rhythmic way, making her second toe kind of move in a seductive "come hither" motion (something she knows is a weakness of mine). During this part, it's like she's sub/consciously using her toes to say "Come on down here and smell 'em! You know you want to!" — Not that I'd ever take such a risk in a public setting, but my wife KNOWS that burying my face in her soft and moist soles is ANOTHER of my weaknesses!

I'm sorry in advance for being so graphic, but I'm telling you, if she would've scrunched her soles or wiggles her toes just a few times more OR if someone else would have commented on her feet again, I'd have probably lost my composure and blown my load right there! I was throbbing by the time she did the above mentioned move and kicked her shoes completely off and rested her stocking feet on the floor.

It was just THAT intense!

That probably sounds a bit "extra even for me, right? Well ya gotta understand another significant detail. At the time of this recording, a recent medical procedure required that I refrain from sexual activity —yes that includes hookups with Rosie Palms— for several weeks so in these moments, not only am I going nuts and ready to take off like a rocket at any moment, but I think Nani —feeling extra frisky and thirsty herself— is also subconsciously aware that I'm watching and thus (again subconsciously) trying to entice me.

Throughout the course of this filming, I'm edging closer and closer to that sexual peak, with every move she that she makes. My required abstinence made me more sensitive (Yes. Down there.) and one wrong move in my seat could've meant the difference between accidentally making a huge mess in my grey track pants if she'd done her classic ankle-roll + toe scrunch combo just the right way or....y'know NOT doing that. Perhaps if I had on whiter pants, I'd have just relaxed and let it happen if it was going to happen and then quickly excuse myself — or perhaps not. But it's kind of a fun naughty thought. A guy can dream every once in awhile, yes?

Anywho...

The video is 9 minutes long, and while she doesn't have numerous movements, what she does do, as you can see, she does with EXCELLENCE.

I don't care what anyone says, THIS was a GREAT video! And I'm NOT just saying that because I shot it nor because it was starring my wife. I don't believe I could have PLANNED this better, if I tried. Of our most recent videos, I can honestly say I've rubbed one out to this one the most. It's absolutely my favorite right now. Hands down!

And hopefully, after all this quarantine stuff is done with, I can grab more like this. Fingers crossed everyone!

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