lizi -> RE: Wearing high heel to work (1/17/2013 5:27:17 AM)
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ORIGINAL: nephilim666 Ok ladies, got a question: Why do you feel that it's necessary to wear your fuck-me heels to work? I work in an office with alot of women and about 2/3 of them all wear fetish-ish high heel boots or shoes. I have a raging heel and boot fetish, so you can imagine how distracting this can be for me. Don't get me wrong, I love to see the ladies in all that sexy fetish foot wear, but at work? I thought those were for after work. I have to be very subtle in my gawking, I have no doubt that any of them wouldn't hesitate to blow me into HR for being a perv. So what is it? Is it an empowerment thing? Do you like the reaction you get when a male co-worker can't take his eyes off your feet? Please discuss. It never occurs to me that someone will gawk at my feet, it's not my thing so it doesn't come up on my radar. The world is full of sexual triggers, it's like the discussion on phobias- someone somewhere will be sexually attracted to just about anything that exists. Should we all live our lives under a microscope so as to avoid doing anything at all that will attract another's sexual attention? Is that even possible? If I go to a restaurant and eat, there will be someone somewhere that will be interested in seeing me do that. I can't possibly know that inviting Uncle Charley to a children's birthday party where there are lots of balloons is a constant sexual barrage to him. Someone out there is attracted to overalls and stringy hair. Mullets? I'm sure someone gets juicy over those...as inconceivable as it seems. Therefore people are responsible for themselves and their reactions. Uncle Charley should perhaps decline attending the party or at least make sure he's able to go around without a boner. I find myself attracted to the biker type amongst other things, I should probably not go to events where I'll run into bikers unless I'm sure I can keep myself from ogling them in an uncomfortable manner, or grabbing their asses. If you are having so much trouble at your present job, I'd suggest making a change to something where workers wear a uniform that precludes sexy shoes, OR, find a way to act like a grownup. If I see a gentleman somewhere that gets my attention, yes, I look at him and maybe daydream a bit. I'm guessing he never knows about, and I certainly don't hold him responsible for the fact that something about him made me feel a bit woozy. Does that happen at inappropriate times that I have sexual thoughts? Well...yes. It's part of being an adult. Another part is making sure my objet de lust never knows.
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