One of the people who influenced the creation of “The Story Behind Pink” is the personality of NylonsandSocks of Instagram. Taking one of her sets of pictures… the below story came to life. One of her personal stories was heavily redacted and modified to give shape to a small part of this story. Thank you so much for the blessings and influence. A critical twist in this post was influenced by the Instagram personality known as Northernlights. Thank you!

This post is… um… not entirely part of the whole… but is. See… what is going on… well… just follow along… with all the twists and turns… you’ll see what I mean. For now. Just… enjoy the Pink Heel Tease.

Pink Heels Tease

Kate was not aware that several of the guys at work had been paying very close attention to her movements. Not that she minded, but she rather be seen for who she was than what she looked like. Even though, some times, it felt good to be desired.

Because Andrew was so proper and such a gentleman at all times, Kate had no idea what it was about her that touched him, if anything.

Then, one day, she caught a few slipped gazes from some of the guys at work. The recognizable “drool” look that guys give, yeah, that one, the comical one.

Kate was wearing her signature red dress and was thinking about the day in the coffee shop with Andrew. He had not shown any interest or acknowledgment of their brief moment since.

Given it was a slow day, which is why she was in a dress to begin with, Kate had decided to print one of the longer documents she had to read for the upcoming set of work the boss was preparing.

Standing by the machine was such a bore. The nearby broken couch had been adjusted to resemble a bed, a place where people just hung out while waiting for the copier.

As Kate waited, she looked about the office. There were a few guys trying to steal some looks her way. She had not really noticed that before. The cutest of them all was the one who had adjusted his mirror so that he could look and not be seen looking.

The aim was pretty good too. What tipped his hand off was the adjustments made nearly ten seconds after Kate had moved about. The aim was hard to tell, but, in time, she realized that this guy was looking at her legs.

A naughty smile registered. This could prove interesting.

Slowly making her way to the broken couch… bed… she made herself comfortable and watched. To her advantage, her hair was not in it’s usual bun or ponytail. She led the hair slip and cover part of her face. Between the parted strands, she looked. The guy watched her movement. To his credit, he was still working between stealing a few looks.

Checking to see who else might notice, and satisfied to find no one, Kate decided to give this guy a little show. A little tease. Why not.

Pulling her legs up onto the couch, she lazily let them stretch out as she watched her coworker stiffen his back and take a bite of his pen. The mirror adjusted a little.

A little ankle cross should add a bit of spice too.

The man wiped a bit of sweat off his brow, it appeared to Kate. Oh, this man had a thing for her lower legs?

Shifting about, she curled her legs closer to her and pretended to adjust her shoe. She had to giggle quietly as the guy seemed to nervously adjust himself in his seat and kick his trash can over.

The quick and hasty fixing up of his working space made her laugh.

Men.

So… um… incorrigible and predictable. The man clearly had a soft spot for her legs.

Kate got up abruptly to check on the copier, which was working just fine. The way the guy slumped his shoulder almost made it seem as if he was disappointed the show was over.

Teasingly, she slipped off one of her heels and rubbed the back of her other leg with her freed foot. The guy seemed to miss that bit of action. Maybe his interest had shifted.

Oh well. That was a bit of fun. Too bad she couldn’t pin point what made Andrew notice her though. Where was Andrew anyway?