Come on sweetheart,lets go......oh ok said I "where
to"?.........shopping like couples do,,,,,,,,,,,for shoes lol...... I
wasn't going to argue with that impish glint in your eyes, when it was
an obvious planned excursion,ok said I................
We left
home hand in hand,it was far too hot to take the bus,we walked into
town,,,,,there it was,,,,,,,an emporium of footwear,shouting to us
through a huge,well lit,plate glass window,,,,hi Mary.Hi Paul.......it
beckoned.
The shop was lovely and cool......it needed to be,there
was a huge display which I immediately realized,would take some
time,you looked at me and smiled a cheeky smile,your eyes guiding my
eyes to the first pair you picked up.....mmm these are nice Paul,what do
you think?,you knew I was wise to your fun and games,I gave a silent
smile and ran my tongue around my mouth and produced a smirking
reply,very nice but you will never be able to walk in those,,,,,they
were elegant,,,,dripping in little teardrops of rhinestones,,,,,,a
couple of very narrow straps across the front to frame well pedicured
nails,and a delicate strap, that clamped around the ankle like a bondage
slave,and fastened with a tiny jeweled buckle at a postion over the
ankles...style and class I said........I agree said Pebbles,I might try
them on.
You obtained the correct size from the assistant and,sat
on a padded stool,and slipped your foot into that bondage,and reaching
to the side,ajusted and fastened that delicate singular ankle
strap.Slowly and seductively you crossed your leg,pointed your toe to
show how lovely they looked,raising your eyebrows,bit your bottom lip
like a naughty girl,smiled and reached both hands down to either side of
your newly strapped ankle and slowly drew them up your calf.....the
tease ended in a quick flurry at the bottom of your flaired skirt,and a
throaty oops escaped your lips.I looked at you in a half glared pretend
chastisement,you knew,...I knew...
The ritual of the other foot
took the same parade.....it was a well planned military manoeuvre,a
medal was silently and mentally awarded. I still think they too high to
walk in,,,,,with that and a little pout of disappointment (purely as
show) you stood up and,slowly,with fabulous flare of your hips,proceeded
to walk the shops runway,much to the satisfaction of a couple of old
men out shopping with their equally older wives,one of whom received a
sharp dig in the ribs for staring and smiling at someone who obviously
belonged in a whorehouse.
You took your seat and slowly,with a
smile that could have laced an old salts rum glass,you placed them in
the box,on the floor,by the stool..
We toured the shop....this
one...that one....oooo these are nice,,,,,occasionally gripping my hand
and excitedly dragging me to a display like bubbling lovers do..... You
settled on a pair that you simply must have,they fitted perfectly,size
4,you walked... neigh,floated down the runway like an angel,..shaped
calves enphasizing shaped strapped ankles,you knew by my wide eyed look
and the way I had also to bite my bottom lip they had my seal of
approval,and goodness,they were even half price,I am a yorkshireman tha
knows!.
You paid while I waited outside,you skipped from the shop
to join me and clung on to me,arm in arm,with a almost musical gait,we
hurried home,smilng lovers,happy in each others company.
We
arrived home....I better make us a cuppa I said,phew its hot,as I opened
the doors back and front,hoping maybe that a butterfly might float in
on the wind,cos thats how I felt inside.
Ok ,darling can I have a
white coffee please,one sugar,I'll be right back,I must try my new
shoes on you giggled,.....ok I thought,off we go again lol........god
how I love that woman. I was,stirring our drinks when I heard the russle
of your skirt descending the stairs slowly,from the eye level look I
had,such beauty and perfection,the shoes looked fabulous,you looked more
than fabulous....I had fallen for this dream that allowed me the honour
of loving her,,step by step you slowly descended untill at last you was
at floor level ........well?????? what do you think you said,looking
for all the world like a little girl awaiting Daddy to praise
her,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,you look adorable I said,with that you walked up and
down the kitchen and then stood,slightly turning,bending your knee to
bring your heeled foot up behind you,you looked over your shoulder at
the shapely ankle and quizzed,,,,,,are my seams
straight................my god........I was so mesmerized as you floated
down the stairs that I never noticed you has put hosiery on,w w w when
did you put those on,,,,,,,,,oh darling ssshhhh...I know you dont care
much for suspenders so I bought these hold ups last week in the
town,they look fab Mary,so do you,,,,absolutely fab.....
Awwww
Paul,thank you love...NOW... you jumped,,,,,making me start,,,close your
eyes a minute.... I did as I was told....I could hear all kinds of
russlings and clip clops and goodness knows what,it sounded like my
princess was building her castle from clouds of various textures.....can
I....NOOOOO...just a minute.......oh ok...I sighed....Now.open
them..........I opened my eyes and the princess that is Mary,my
pebbles,was standing tottering on these fabulous high heels,.strapped
and bejewelled,you could have lighted up a beacon from the grin on my
face,,,,,"I knew you liked them",you beamed,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,kiss
kiss,,,,,,,,,"aww darling" I said,"you are silly,,,,,,,,you will injure
yourself walking on those".,.silly Paul,in that accent that can only be
my Wigan wonderwoman.....they are not for walking,,,,,,,,,they are for
bed,,,,,,,,,x
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