I love Sundays lingering leisurely over socks.

I once had a long layover at Sky Harbor, I believe in the Goldwater Terminal. It was sunny of course so I was fortunate to be wearing sunglasses most of the time and I was able to check out the handsome businessmen's footwear. Anyway, sitting there hard as a stone, getting more and more aroused, trying to conceal what seemed obvious with my paperback novel, one businessman slowly slips his loafers off. So it was a small chain reaction. Within less than a minute or so, two other business slipped off their shoes!

I thought I would need to go to the restroom to relieve myself. Damn, my pants hurt. Now granted, it was a very crowded terminal and there were lots and lots of people, but to have 3 handsome businessmen take off there shoes? It was heaven and such delicious torture not to get down on my hands and knees and crawl around like a whore in heat at the stockinged feet of these Men.
 

So try it out yourselves...slip off your shoes in an airport terminal and see if you get a response or two.