Re: insect crushing Friday, 05-Dec-97 01:23:07
207.172.61.158 writes:
When I saw your post today I knew I had to respond. Today at work, I guess because it was warmer there was a cricket in our building. I saw this and being no one around I picked it up and carried back to our work groups office. Before I went into office I stopped in mensroom and threw the cricket down on the floor so as to stun it. We have a new girl,early twenties, that just started working and I don't know that much about her. I know she is very pretty with beautiful legs and feet. Today she wore navy blue pumps with the sides out so you see her instep and the shoe had about a 2" slender(not spike)heel. Well anyway, she was fileing some folders that we have gotten very backloged with puting back. As I walked past and behind her I droped the cricket descretely on the floor and went to my desk. From where I sit I could watch as she walked back in fourth filing. Several times she would step close to the insect but she kept missing it. I noticed once when had come very close to squashing it I saw the cricket start squirming as it appeared to be comeing to from me stuning it. I was afraid it would regain it's senses or she would maybe see it crawling away and pick it up in a tissue to throw away. But I was to be in luck, a of moments later as she stepped towards the filling cabinet her left foot came down on it squashing it flat under the ball of her foot. Even though I could hear the wet crunch of the cricket being smushed under her shoe, she didn't hear it because just as she was pulling the file drawl out as she stepped on it the noise of the openning file was louder than the crunch. Well neadless to say she didn't hear nor did she feel the cricket underfoot and just kept on working. The cricket stuck to the bottom of her shoe and at first you could see wet stains as she moved around in front of the files but as she continued to walk those marks disappeared and slowly I started seeing broken body parts scattered on the floor as they wore/fell of her shoe.When she finally finished, when she went back to desk she sat and crossed her leg and I could see the bottom of her shoe with a wet stain on it. Even though I had a hard on I got up and conceled it the best I could and when I got close to her desk/feet I "accidently" droped the papers I was carring and as knelt to pick them up I was in front of and particially conceiled from her site below the front of her desk. This gave me the oporitunity to be to examine the bottom of her shoe and what I saw explained why the bug had stuck to shoe for so long. The shoe sole was of very worn leather and I guess the pourice surface had soaked with bug guts and keep it in place.Well anyway, I could see the dark spot where the cricket had gotten caught under her shoe and there was still a fair amount of bug parts(rear leg,crumbled shell,etc.) stuck to her shoe. From that point I had to to the men's room and jack off. About a hour later even though much of the bug had worn off her shoe she happened to notice that she had stepped on something and commented to the other sectary training her that she had stepped on something and it looked like a bug. She removed her shoe and they inspected the bottom of her shoe. The lady training her said it looked as if she had stepped on a piece of dropped food and the girl said no she was sure it was a "squashed bug" because she could see bits and pieces of it's shell. To my delight and surprise she casually put her shoe back on and commented it was no big deal "after all, it was just a dumb bug" and went back to work. What really got to me her not careing it's remains were still stuck to her shoe and she wasn't concerned with cleaning it off. Also, the fact that she no concern or care as to what had died under shoe, that it was to insignifent under her shoe for to be concerned. Well needless to say as I have shared this experience I have gotted myself excited again and have to go now to relieve myself. I hope this experienced incident is enjoyed and it will others to share their's.
Gary