Socks Under the Boardroom Table
by Joe

==I work for a law firm and I've made my way into the opposing firm's offices. No one here knows who I am, and I am able to enter their building and snoop around. I guess you might say I'm some sort of a spy. I don't know what I'm looking for yet, perhaps some information that may lead me to a weakness in their team. I look around and end up in this one room. It's a boardroom with one of those really long tables where eight-ten lawyers/businessmen sit at a time and discuss matters. No one's in here, but I see that the room's in use because of all the attaches and paperwork around. Everyone must be "on break" or something, so I decide to look around amongst their paperwork.

==Suddenly, I hear voices. I peer out a cracked open door and see everyone all headed back for the room! With no time to run out the door, I scope around for my other options. The voices are getting closer. I panic and jump underneath the table, hoping they won't notice me.

==Soon everyone's inside and taking their seats. Okay, so I'm down here all nervous they'll discover me and call security, or worse, get myself and the people I work for in trouble. I try to stay as still and quiet as I could. I'm thinking, if I could pull this off, I might be able to gather information like none other! First hand! Man, I wish I had a tape recorder. I'll just keep my ears open. Little do I know that my eyes are gonna see the most amazing sight ever.

==As I sit there, crouched under this enormous table, I realize that I am amongst...well...legs and feet! I look around me, and there are all these feet surrounding me. All of them dressed up and clad in different types of dress socks. I also realize that they're pretty darn close to me too, and if these legs all start stretching out, I'm gonna have to do a pretty darn good job dodging to keep from being discovered. Do I want to do that though?

==They keep discussing their matters and I try to listen attentively, but it's almost impossible to concentrate down here with all these feet surrounding me. I'm feeling all these emotions right now. Fear of being discovered, and excitement for being down here surrounded by these gorgeous socks and shoes.

==The minutes drag on and I'm beginning to feel some cramping in different parts of my body, so I try to shift around. I end up sitting with my legs straight ahead of me, keeping them close to each other to make myself "small." I guess these guys are beginning to get bored as well, I see random legs moving more and more. Some of the guys are wearing slip ons and one of them is now beginning to slip his feet in and out, curling his toes and making them crack. I'm here watching all this and I've gotten so stiff, it's unbearable!

==This other dude slips his shoes off and keeps them off. Nice brown socks. Kinda thick. His feet are perched on top of each other and the shoes and his toes are curling and stretching. It doesn't take long for the smell to hit me. Judging from the scent, they've probably been at this meeting all day and every single one of these feet must be tired. They're constantly moving.

==Suddenly the socked feet start advancing. Holy crap! He's stretching his legs! I try to move away, but it's too late. His feet bump into my left side, and quickly retract. They pause and then begin to come forward again, slower this time. I'm looking at all this and try to figure out the best thing to do. There weren't many options. It was too late anyway, I just sat there and let the socked foot touch me again. His toes inched forward 'til they hit my side again. They pause, then keep moving. They start poking and probing my side. This is unbelievable! I'm thinking to myself:This guy knows I'm here, and yet he hasn't given me away. I'm really enjoying this too! I move a little bit closer to him so I can gain full contact with his feet. His feet are now flat on my side and are beggining to come up over on my stomach. I take one hand and start running it up and down the top of his foot. Man! These feet are warm too! They feel sooo good on top of my stomach! I'm thinking to myself, the one thing this guy needs right now is a foot massage...so I start rubbing and squeezing these glorious feet! I see his hand come down under the table and give me an "Okay" signal. I grab his hand and shake it and continue on with his feet. I'm having so much fun with his feet that I totally forgot I was supposed to be making myself small. I suddenly realize that my foot guy was murmurring to the guy next to him and from the looks of how their bodies were angled, they seemed to be conversing privately with each other. I'm praying that they're thinking what I'm thinking. I'm about to find out.

==I couldn't believe what I was seeing! The guy next to him begins to stretch his own legs out, and soon, they were my my side! He starts wagging and moving them and I quickly take my hands down to unlace his shoes and he slips them right off. Nice dark blue socks, very very warm and moist. Now I had two sets of socked feet on me! The brown pair had now begun to move down to my crotch, and the blue ones, not to be undone, made their way down there too! Ohhhh! MAN!! four feet, working me over this was heaven!

==I begin to hold and squeeze both feet and they push down harder and wiggle their toes. I was in such ecstacy. Just when I thought things couldn't get any better, Mr. Brown..as I had now nicknamed the first pair of socks began stretching themselves out more. Soon they were over me and his heels were digging on my right side. To my astonishment, he kept going...and going, until his foot had touched the other set of feet to my right. I'm thinking to myself "HOLY, HOLY, HOLY, HOLY CRAP!!!" He makes contact, and begins to run his foot on top of this other guy's shoe! I see a hand come down and I see him unlacing his shoes! Dark gray socks! Mr. Brown and Mr. Gray were now playing with each other under the table..right at my face! Mr. Brown then moves back slowly, taking Mr. Gray with him until they were both on top of me! And then there were six.

==Man. I was in ecstacy! These great feet were now rubbing me up and down my upper body! Mr. Brown had even perched them on top of my shoulders! I wonder what was going on above. Who cares, all the action's down here! I soon see a couple of the other guys doing that leaning-thing that Mr. Brown did with Mr. Blue. And almost instantaneously, Mr. Black, Mr. Patterned, and Mr. Ribbed had all made their way out of their encased confinement that was their shoes and stretched themselves! they were now rubbing each other and my legs! I'm about to blow so hard, I was afraid I'd blow this table right through the roof!

==I soon realize that now there was only one person talking, and he was at the end of the table. He was the head. He suspected nothing. I gather all these other guys are still listening or at least pretending to still be with him.

==I'm in such ecstacy. The rubbing's getting pretty intense. There's parts of my body that were getting pushed hard and rubbed raw, and some parts that were jsut being caressed. I had feet on my sides my legs, my stomach, chest, my crotch, my face...

==Needless to say, The air down there was pure heaven. It was just sock heaven. I hear the boss call for break and tell everyone to call their wives because they were gonna be there all night. I couldn't believe my ears! My body had gone numb from all this action and excitement. I had six different feet on me and to hear what he just said just made my life! Soon there was a quiet scuffle for shoes. I could hear paper tearing and pens scripting. And then there were a couple of hands down there..handing me notes. I quickly read them and I almost died from shock: "Please stay down there," said one. "We will do this again" said another.

==WOW!

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