High up

”Im outside in a black Uber“

As I walked outside, I saw the black Uber and him sitting in the back seat. We looked at each other and he stepped out. Like a true gentleman he opened the door for me. The journey to central London was pleasant, windows wide open with 3 adults wearing face masks, luckily it was summer time.

We finally arrived at our destination - The Shard.

I definitely need to do a quick video of my feet for Instagram. He stood next to me as I removed one of my black patent flats exposing my bare foot, eyes glued to my toes- he loves toes.

We walked in, gave our names and were directed to the lift.

Gosh I hate lifts and we have to get all the way to the 52nd floor- please let this be quick ! In less than a minute the doors opened.. It’s so beautiful inside the Shard.

Gong Bar- there it is, holding a huge queue of people desperately trying to get in. We had a reservation of course, walked straight in. The waiter showed us to our table - a secluded square table with 2 seats directly in front of the indoor pool, surrounded by glass, dimmed lights and upper class people. I like this side of the Gong bar, the other side was a lot more loud and busy.

He ordered our cocktails and I began dangling my shoes.. I knew this would be a real tease for him. As we spoke about various things, I could see he was losing concentration- my dangling was too much for him.

After 30 mins or so, I finally dropped one shoe. As the shoe fell on the ground I casually done a toe spread, I knew this was his weakness. I slowly placed my foot on his lower leg, ever so slightly moving up. His face turned rosey, I was making him feel embarrassed but also liberated. This went on for quite sometime as we enjoyed our cocktails.

After a while I removed my other shoe. I was determined to have both feet out in such a beautiful place without a care in the world. He was like a ticking time bomb- it all got a bit too much for him. He wanted to embrace my feet, caress them- but the surroundings were restricting him.

1am - “Shall we leave now Ana?”. He quickly ordered an Uber and we left.

There we were, back in an Uber, but this time we either forgot about our masks or just didn’t care to put them on, I can’t quite remember. We chatted, he rubbed my feet, kissed them.. He was indulging. I wonder if the driver saw anything…