Wine tasting and tights
by Ray
As promised, our Scottish contributor, Ray, follows up his earlier story with this sequel.
To recap, I had been sent a pair of pop socks as a joke present by a girl (let's call her "Emma"), and had been asked to show them off at a later wine tasting.
Prior to the tasting, I had organised a wine dinner in a restaurant. Emma was going to be there along with my wife and some other friends, including a girl who knows I wear tights. I was already there when she arrived, and the first question she asked was "well, have you go them on?" I lifted up the leg of my jeans and said "have a feel". She did, and feeling nothing apart from skin, was disappointed, saying "chicken". Unknown to her, they were in my pocket....
After the starter, I slipped off to the loo and put them on. Tan in colour, with a slight sheen. They were also slightly small, finishing about two inches short of the kneecap. Back I went, and discreetly sat down at the table. Emma was on my left. I wrote a little note, which said "if you are VERY discreet, you may examine my leg". She looked at the note, her eyes opened, and I dutifully lifted up my trouser leg. She felt the leg, and blurted out, "my God! You ARE wearing them!". So much for being discreet. I quickly covered up for her lack of tact, and I examined her reaction. She was laughing and shaking her head at the same time, saying "I cant believe you are wearing them!". I did point out that she had suggested I do so. We talked about lots of things throughout the night, with tights being mentioned. She doesn't wear them as she tends to wear trousers. Evidently her foot shape means that court shoes fall off. You can't wear a skirt without court shoes (we're talking office wear here) ergo no skirt. I commented that skirts were fabulous (citing my kilt as an example).
Anyway, the night went well, and there was some suggestion of a dare. I had stated that wearing pop socks was no big deal, and her response was "clearly I'm not challenging you enough.". My response was "bring it on".
Fast forward to the wine tasting itself. This time I wasn't wearing pop socks; I was wearing Aristoc Ultra Soft tan tights (15 denier, soft shine for the detail junkies out there). Emma's first question was "are you wearing your pop socks then?" My answer was no.
Later on during the tasting, I said, "want to feel my leg then?" Emma obliged, looking curious. When she felt nylon, she said "I thought you said you weren't wearing pop socks?" My response, with a smile, was "who said I was?". She felt higher and gasped. "You're wearing TIGHTS!" I confirmed this, and said, "who said I wasn't up for a challenge!". We then talked about them briefly. I pointed out that they were very comfortable indeed, but rather warm under trousers, and tended to move with the trousers (this is true; the tights in question are far better under lined clothing).
Near the end, I took her to one side, and said "you were kind enough to give me a fun present. Now it's my turn". I then gave her a pair of the same tights. She laughed, looked slightly embarrassed, and thanked me.
Late that night, I got the impression that Emma was up for challenging me rather more, but there was a hint that I would be the one that would be laughed at. When I denied future challenges by text, she texted back "chicken". My response was simple. "Not so. I can wear anything, but if the purpose is to make me look foolish, there's no point. It would also embarrass my wife, and that is not acceptable.". Point made.
I've not really seen her since as she has moved to a new job in another part of the country, so this is where the story stops. That said, I've got another one involving a kilt.....and tights...!
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