Showing posts with label high heels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label high heels. Show all posts

Friday, 15 February 2013

New shoes

I just received three pairs of new shoes and I can't wait to go out walking.
The first pair are something I always wanted, ankle strap heels. I lose too many shoes in the mud.


 The next pair are suede and won't survive getting wet. That doesn't mean they won't get wet or messy but they may have a few dry walks first.


 The final pair are a delight. I have always wanted killer heels and these are just that with a 5" heel. Strangely I find these the easiest to walk in although I have only walked round the house. The test will be when I go out in them.


Thursday, 14 February 2013

Outdoor Fashion

For those of you who read my previous blog you will know I had a run in with the police so when I decided to dress for a walk in the countryside who is the first car to pass?


 Still I wasn't dressed outrageously at all. A nice winter coat and boots.


 Underneath a silk skirt my wife bought for me (long story) and a jumper.


 Then on to a new location wearing the same coat and boots.


 But this time a noce new basque and lace knickers.



Same location but now a satin blouse, skinny jeans and strappy heels.




 Deciding to show you my new undies I started to strip when I looked to my right
to see a man walking a dog only about twenty yards away. A quick return to the car and away.

 At the final location I did get a little more undressed and at least you can see the nice floral underwear.


 However a car appeared behind me and I lost my bottle and headed back to the safety of the car.



Not a Happy Ending

 I was out for the day and had packed some clothes in case an opportunity arose. In the morning I found a deserted car park near a canal which offered the opportunity to play in some deep puddles. I then went for lunch and then set off back to the car park. On the way I spotted this field. I couldn't resist even though it was overlooked from a nearby farm and was on a fairly busy main road.



 I changed into some smartish clothes, set up the camera and walked out into the field. All the time on the lookout for cars and, even worse, cyclists.


This was the moment when I got aroused as I had no idea how deep this puddle was.


It was fairly deep and extremely cold. Colder than I'd expected anyway.


I then tried out the mud which was quite firm as it must have still been thawing out from the recent cold spell.


 I headed back to the water and sat down and got wetter.



I had gone back to the car briefly but decided one more play and maybe a roll in the mud anyway.


It was at that moment a car came by and stopped for a moment. Luckily my car hid me from view, or at least I hoped so.


 I waited until the car had gone out of hearing and only then was I aware of a helicopter. Looking up I could see a police helicopter hovering in the distance. It was time to depart and quickly. Head down I headed back to the car.


Keeping the car between me and the helicopter I stripped off the shoes, tights, knickers and shoes. Grabbing the camera I jumped in the passenger door, slid across to the driving seat and left. My main concern was now being stopped by a patrol car as I was still wearing my blouse and bra. After a mile or so I stopped, finished changing and drove on. I know I was doing nothing illegal but it is still very unnerving knowing you are being filmed by the police.

Chilly Rest Stop

This was filmed  in December when it was minus 4. I dressed and then drove along the lanes until I found a suitable spot. The story was that Davina was lost and need a comfort break.



Seeing an open gateway she pulls in and parks the car.


 Getting out she hurries in the cold weather


Squatting down she does what is necessary. (She didn't really)


 Getting to her feet she loses her footing on the icy ground as she pulls her tights up. This was the bit that thrilled me most as I had no idea how thin the ice was nor how deep the water might be.


 For a moment the ice held then there was a crack and one foot went through into the icy water.


 The other foot skated around on the ice as she tried to regain her balance.


 Then that foot too went through the ice.


 Unable to hold her balance she fell backwards and her bottom crashed through the ice.


 Getting to her feet her nice white skirt was coated in mud and soaked through with the cold water.


 Abandoning all hope of keeping dry she splashed her way back to the car.
















Friday, 8 February 2013

Morning chores

I had just got dressed up as a slut when I remembered I had to put the dustbin out. I was about to change when I decided, what the hell, and just pulled a wool coat around me. The problem is that as well as being overlooked from every side there is a procession of mums taking their kids down to catch the school bus so I had to be very careful.









Then I thought I might as well head to the front of the house and be even more exposed with the road right outside, neighbours all around and the postman due at any moment.







I plan to go out this afternoon fully dressed and get seen so wish me luck. Pictures to follow.