Teacher Shen's Stockinged Feet

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Ms. Shen often sat in the first row grading homework during the third self-study period in the afternoon, and I sat in the second row to her left. She always crossed one leg over the other while grading, but unfortunately, she never took off her shoes, not even showing her heels. This made me fantasize. After watching for a while, I couldn't resist the temptation and decided to take action. I refused to believe that the teacher wouldn't take off her stockings.
One afternoon after class, after most of the students had left, I specifically chose a difficult problem to ask Ms. Shen. After looking at it, Ms. Shen said, "I'll solve the problem tonight and explain it to you tomorrow, okay? I have to go home now." I said, forcing myself to speak, "Teacher, then I'll go to your house, and you can explain it to me, okay?" Ms. Shen thought for a moment and said, "Okay." My heart was pounding. I knew my chance had come. Even if I couldn't see the teacher take off her stockings, I could at least see her feet wearing stockings.
I arrived at Ms. Shen's house with great excitement. Ms. Shen opened the door and came in, but she didn't take off her high heels. Today she was wearing a pair of white, sheer stockings, and I felt my heart pounding. "Xiao Li, why don't you stay at my house today? I'll treat you to dinner, okay?" Ms. Shen said, inviting me over. "Sure!" I couldn't wait. So I called home and told my family. Ms. Shen went to cook, and I ate at her house. I kept staring at her feet, but disappointingly, she hadn't taken off her shoes. After dinner, it was almost 7 o'clock, and Ms. Shen helped me explain the problem again, but I was distracted, constantly looking at her legs. Ms. Shen noticed me and said, "Xiao Li, what are you looking at? Pay attention." At 7:30, she finally finished explaining the problem, but Ms. Shen still didn't move, still hadn't taken off her shoes. I was very disappointed. "Alright, it's late, I'll take you home," Ms. Shen said. On a whim, I said, "Teacher, it's hot today. Why don't you take a shower first, then take me home?" "Okay, wait a moment." Teacher Shen stood up. I didn't believe she would go to shower wearing stockings and high heels, I thought to myself. Teacher Shen walked towards her room. I knew the moment I had been waiting for had finally arrived; the teacher was going to take off her stockings. Sure enough, Teacher Shen went into the room, but didn't close the door, so I stood at the door watching. Teacher Shen noticed me too. I think she must have been wondering why I was standing there, but she didn't say anything. She walked to the bed and sat down, facing me, crossed her right leg over her left, pressed her right leg with her right hand, bent down, and used her left hand to grab the heel of her high heel and take off her shoe. I felt my heart was about to jump out of my mouth. Teacher Shen's movements as she took off her shoe were so beautiful. I regretted not bringing a video camera. I stared blankly, forgetting everything around me, but unfortunately, I was standing too far away to see the teacher's feet clearly. Then, Ms. Shen dragged over a chair, placed her right leg flat on it, and gently lifted her skirt, revealing a complete stockinged leg before me—from toe to thigh, it was simply a work of art. The exciting moment had arrived; Ms. Shen began to remove the stockings. She inserted both thumbs into the stockings and quickly pushed them down. When she reached her heel, she slightly lifted her foot, causing the stockings to bend at the heel. Ms. Shen then lifted the stockings diagonally upwards with her right hand, and the stockings came off in a few quick movements. This series of actions was executed flawlessly, revealing a snow-white leg perfectly before me. I was stunned; I could only blame myself for moving so quickly, I hadn't had enough time to admire it. As if possessed, I walked into Ms. Shen's room and approached her, wanting to see her remove the stocking from her left leg up close. Seeing me enter, Ms. Shen, still holding the stocking from her right leg in her right hand, asked shyly, "Why did you come in?" I lowered my head and said, "Teacher, let me get your stockings for you." I felt my voice trembling. The teacher found it strange, but she still handed me the stockings. I took them and stroked them; they were so soft and comfortable—something I had always dreamed of, and they had just been removed from her tutor's legs. Teacher Shen stopped talking. She crossed her left leg over her bare right and took off her left high heel. Because of the close distance, I could clearly see her feet. Between the two feet, the stockinged left leg was more alluring, giving it a hazy, alluring beauty. Teacher Shen then placed her left leg on the chair, but this time she slowly removed it, as if to satisfy me. Another snow-white leg was slowly revealed. When the stockings turned past her left heel, I suddenly shouted, "Wait, teacher!" Teacher Shen was startled, looking at me with a half-smile, remaining in that position, and asked, "What's wrong?" "I'll help you!" I said, squatting down beside the chair. Teacher Shen looked at me curiously, removing her hands from the stockings. I moved closer to the teacher's left foot. The stockings now only covered half of her left foot, and I could clearly see the seam of the stocking and the five adorable toes encased inside. I grabbed the teacher's left ankle with my left hand, and she didn't pull her foot back, which emboldened me even more. I held the stockinged part of her left foot with my right hand, feeling a warmth emanating from her foot. The stockings were so smooth. I held the toe of the stocking with my right hand and reluctantly pulled it off, revealing five delicate toes. At this point, both of Teacher Shen's legs were completely naked. I had finally seen Teacher Shen without stockings, and I had finally seen Teacher Shen's bare feet! Holding a stocking in each hand, I stared blankly at the teacher's legs, reliving the scene and comparing the difference between wearing stockings and not wearing them. Teacher Shen's voice woke me up: "Xiao Li, can you tell me what happened?" I mustered my courage and told her everything about my love for stockings. She found it unbelievable. She stroked my head and said, "Child, your interest is strange, but I don't blame you. From now on, as long as you study hard, I can show you how I take off my stockings. After all, you're my favorite student!" I couldn't believe my ears and could only stammer, "Thank you, teacher, actually today I..." "I understand, you came to my house to see me take off my stockings. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I only take them off when I take a shower. Okay, I'm going to take a shower now. You can keep these stockings." "Teacher, you're so kind," I said excitedly. Teacher Shen patted my shoulder, smiled, and went to take a shower. I played with those stockings in my room...These were the stockings that Teacher Shen had worn all day. Even so, the smell wasn't strong, just right, which meant Teacher Shen didn't have smelly feet. I excitedly sniffed them. After a while, Teacher Shen finished showering. She had changed into a black dress, but unlike what I usually saw her in, she wasn't wearing stockings; she was barefoot in slippers. She came into the room and said, "Okay, I'll take you home. You can have those white stockings. Get me a pair of gray stockings from the closet." "Teacher, you still wear stockings?" I was very excited. "Yes, I can't go a day without them. They're very comfortable. Actually, I'm quite happy that you admire my legs and my stockings. Women like to be admired. Do you want to see me wear them?" the teacher said. "Yes! Of course!" I answered loudly. I opened the wardrobe. Inside were several skirts I often saw my teacher wear, and countless stockings in various colors. My hands trembled as I touched them. These were the stockings my teacher wore every day, adorning her beautiful legs! I had gazed at them so many times before, and now they were right in front of me, and I had even watched her tutor wear them. I took out a pair of dark gray stockings and handed them to my teacher. I remembered that Ms. Shen had worn this color of stockings the day before yesterday. Ms. Shen took the stockings, and I squatted down beside the chair. Ms. Shen first raised her right leg and placed it on the chair. Her fair and rosy foot was very close to my face, and I couldn't resist wanting to kiss it. I thought it would look even more beautiful with dark gray stockings. Ms. Shen picked up a stocking. It was long and hung down. She held it with both hands, knowing I wanted to see, so she slowly rolled it up, making sure I could see every movement clearly, until the stocking was rolled up completely. Her five toes curled up as she pulled on the stockings, then tugged at the toe with both hands to align the seam of the stocking with her toes. She then pulled the stockings back, covering the front of her foot except for her ankle and heel. Compared to being barefoot, the stockings excited me more. I really wanted to grab Ms. Shen's right foot and kiss it, but I tried hard to restrain myself. Ms. Shen continued putting on the stockings, turning her heel in a beautiful arc. Her right foot was now completely encased in the stockings. She smoothed the stockings on her foot and leg, preventing them from wrinkling, then slowly pulled them up until they were one with her leg. She then stroked her right leg, smoothing the stockings out, revealing a perfect leg in dark gray stockings. What a beautiful sight it was to see a snow-white leg encased in dark gray stockings! Ms. Shen had already finished putting on her stockings very slowly, and I had a good look at her. Ms. Shen then picked up another stocking. I whispered, "Teacher, let me help you put on the foot part." Ms. Shen nodded and handed me the stocking. Because her skirt was quite short, I was too embarrassed to ask her to help me put on the leg part, but I was already very satisfied with putting on the foot part. I copied Ms. Shen and rolled up the stocking. It turned out that putting on stockings was quite troublesome, but Ms. Shen just liked wearing them. Ms. Shen stretched out her left foot and placed it on the chair. I followed her example and put the stocking on my foot, slowly pulling it back until it reached my calf. "Smooth out the wrinkles," Ms. Shen said. Yes, the stocking on my foot was wrinkled and didn't fit my foot well. I reached out and trembled as I caressed Ms. Shen's feet. This was only the second time I'd touched them, and the sensation was electrifying. I'd never dared to dream of this before, but now it was a reality. Before, I could only fantasize about feet in stockings, but now I could actually "create" it myself. Looking at the hazy toes through the stockings, I finally couldn't resist kissing them. Ms. Shen didn't scold me. As I kissed her feet, she finished putting her stockings back on and said, "Xiao Li, let's talk about it next time. I'll take you home." She pulled her feet back, stood up, and walked towards the shoe rack. But I was still captivated, staring blankly at her stockings, imagining the entire process from barefoot to wearing them. Ms. Shen took down a pair of tall black leather boots—the same ones she'd worn the day before yesterday. She put her feet in, zipped them up, and I never knew Ms. Shen looked so alluring in boots. And the day before yesterday, she'd worn dark gray stockings and these same boots to class. Ms. Shen waved to me and said, "Xiao Li, come on, I'll take you home." I looked Ms. Shen up and down—she was so beautiful! She was practically a goddess. I couldn't help but say, "Teacher, could you wear them again for me?" Wearing them again meant taking off her boots and stockings again. Ms. Shen smiled and said, "Please spare me, it's late. Your parents will worry if you don't go home soon. You can wear them later." I had no choice but to beg her, and finally, she agreed. So she bent down, unzipped the boot on her right leg, then, with her left hand on the wall, she lifted her right foot and took off the boot with her left hand. I watched her take off her boots with rapt attention. She then walked to the bedside, but instead of sitting down, she placed her left foot directly on the bed and, as if taking a bath, took off her stockings—another comparison of bare feet and stockinged feet. Finally, Ms. Shen put her stockings and boots back on. I held her hand and said, "Teacher, you are really...you are so kind." Ms. Shen stroked my head and said, "Alright, stop being naughty. I promise you, I'll put them on and take them off for you to see when I have time." Reluctantly, I left Ms. Shen's house with the white stockings on. Ms. Shen walked me to my door, and we said goodbye.
From then on, I often went to Ms. Shen's house to watch her put on and take off stockings, no matter what color they were. I saw her put them on and take them off with my own eyes, and sometimes I would buy stockings for Ms. Shen. We spent a lot of wonderful time together.

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