Pervert In Purple Anyone?

Faithful to the cause I wore my purple top to work this morning to support International Fetish Day. It felt like being part of an underground movement, a secret society. Quite exciting really, wondering who would participate and who would just be wearing a purple garment without knowledge.

That was the fun bit.

I had only drive about 2 miles from home when I spotted a guy walking on the path near to the road. His jumper caught my eye because it was quite hideous a geometric pattern which would have fitted in better in the 80’s. Or perhaps not. Lol

Once I got beyond registering the abstract colour vomit, I noticed that the predominant colour was purple. And as I drove past him and caught the last moments of him in my rear view mirror I wondered if it was the only item in his wardrobe with purple in it. I guess I will never know.

When I walked in to the office the girls were wearing black, much to my disappointment. Neither of them had one drop of colour, I almost asked who’d died. I pondered the thought “What if Busty had turned up covered in purple” as I powered up my PC. Alas, it was not to be…

For the rest of the morning I was having fun checking out other members of staff as they came in the office. Nobody was wearing purple. Then my boss arrived wearing a light purple shirt, could he be? I dismissed the thought straight away he was far too conservative for that. But don’t they say it is always the ones you would least suspect.

I drove out of the office car park at lunchtime and caught site of a group of three guys in the car park opposite and they were all wearing light purple shirts. Either their office had a dress code or they miraculously dressed the same this morning…or they are kinksters just like me.

And so it went on for the rest of the day, me checking everyone out but I didn’t see anyone else wearing purple. It was good fun and playing a secret game made my Friday pass quickly. 🙂