I'm working in the office, casually dressed in blue jeans and white ballet flats. But I can't help noticing that you JUST KEEP STARING AT ME when you're supposed to be working. WHAT? What are you staring at? I'm not even dressed in a short skirt or anything like that. Oh my God, is it my shoes that you're staring at? The fact that I keep dangling one ballet flat off my bare foot as I cross and uncross my legs? What is WRONG with you? Are you some kind of heel-popping, shoe-dangle pervert? LOL, well if so, you'd better get it out of your system, hadn't you? Come on over here, nice and close to my feet, and watch as I dangle first one ballet flat, then the other. Fucking hell, this really turns you on, doesn't it? Well then, why don't you get your cock out and jerk off for me? Or for my feet, anyway, lol. Do you want me to give you a cum countdown too? Of course you do! What a perverted loser!