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I Saw You Staring
[section=Story][i]Ding⊠Ding⊠Ding⊠[/I]
The monotonous chime of the university bell resonated throughout the lecture hall, signaling your release from yet another class. Swiftly rising from your seat at the back, you slung your backpack over one shoulder, eager to finally get some lunch after several hours of rather dull learning. You always sat at the back of lecture hall classes for one very nice perk: being right next to the exit meant that you would be among the first to hightail it out of there.
Exiting the room, you began walking towards one of the cafeterias on campus. At times like these, that act was much easier said than done. Navigating through the hallways during the in-between period of classes meant wading through a flood of students also rushing to their next destination. Everyone had to be somewhere, whether it be another class, the comfort of a dorm room, or, like you, heading towards the variety of nourishment available in the dining halls. Fortunately, you had a way of evading the hustle and bustle of the rush brought forth by the hourly bell.
The parking garage of the athletics building had a little-known underground passageway that led directly to the basement of the campus center and, unlike all of the other buildings, there was currently no need for hoards of students to be crowding its halls. No teams would be using any of the buildingâs facilities for another few hours.
The building was indeed nearly empty as you walked in, and you made a beeline towards the stairs that led to the parking garage. You could practically already feel your teeth sinking into that delectable steak and cheese that you had been craving for the past day. Descending the steps two at a time, you made it to the lower level where the locker rooms were. That, however, was as far as you would get for the time being.
âHold it for a sec.â
A white-furred hand emerged from the door of one of the locker rooms to latch onto your own, and its owner stepped out just a moment later. Stella, a pretty upperclassman that shared one lecture block with you, was smirking playfully as she saw you. With a tug, she pulled you into the empty girlsâ locker room, shutting and securing the door behind the two of you. You looked around the locker room, confused by the actions of the girl that you had only spoken to a few times throughout the semester.
âWhat are we-â
Clunk Clunk
Your attention snapped back to Stella as the dull thuds of something solid hitting the floor reached your ears. The tigress had gracefully slipped off her sandals, taking a seat on a bench as she did so. Your eyes widened as Stella suddenly leaned back and bared her padded soles to you. Her toes curled and splayed out in a sensual dance and, when your breath hitched, she knew that she had captured your attention with those perfect paws.
âUhhhhhâŠâ Any words that you may have had immediately dissipated into nothingness as you found yourself ensnared by her waving digits, the vibrant green glimmer of her nail polish catching the light to add a hypnotic allure.
âIâve noticed you staring at my feet during the lecture we have together,â teased Stella. âDonât think that Iâm oblivious to how you gawk at them whenever you get the chance.â
Admittedly, your eyes had strayed down to her feet more than a few times during each lecture. It seemed that your attempts at subtlety when it came to the matter had not been quite as discreet as you had believed they were.
âWanna show me what you like so much about âem?â she continued, smirking playfully, her toes relaxing as she extended her feet towards you. âUnless youâve got more pressing things on your plate, that is.â Her beautiful toes wiggled invitingly, that playful glint still in her eyes. Stella was visibly enjoying the effect she had on you, the way your gaze lingered on her exposed feet. She flexed her arches, the soft pads of her soles undulating and wrinkling with each movement.
âYou know, itâs not polite to stare,â she teased, her voice now a sultry whisper. âBut since youâre obviously so fascinated, why donât you come a little closer?â
Her smirk widened as she saw the arousal and anticipation build in your eyes. Stella leaned back, propping herself up on her elbows, her bare feet still extended towards you. The close proximity now allowed you to appreciate the detailsâthe elegant curves of her arches, the delicate pink pads on her soles and the undersides her toes, and the intricate patterns of her inky black stripes that adorned the tops of her feet.
âGo on,â she purred, gently beckoning you on with one hand.
You hesitated for a moment before inching closer, captivated by the allure of her bare feet. Stella's toes curled and uncurled in a playful rhythm once more, a silent invitation for you to explore. As your fingers hovered just above her soft soles, she let out a soft chuckle.
âHesitating now?â she chuckled, enjoying the dance of anticipation in your eyes. âDonât be shy. I know you sure werenât when you were eye-fucking my feet in class.â
The air between you charged with playful tension as you finally let your fingers make contact with the velvety-soft fur of her soles. The gentle touch of your fingers traced patterns on Stellaâs feet, exploring the sensitive pads and the spaces between her toes. The tigress' purrs of satisfaction filled the room, and you couldnât help but smile at the unexpected delight of indulging in this impromptu foot play session with the tigress who had caught your attention in more ways than one.
Perhaps that steak and cheese could wait a little longer after all...[/section]
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