Hello you naughty girls and boys! Tom is still in his first day of class. It's a Monday and it surely feels like one. He has spent more time with Ms. Rodriguez's feet and she's making more demands and raising expectations. Now Tom is about to get another round of foot service and he'll find it can still get worse. All characters in the story are 18 years o...
It was late in the afternoon while taking a weekend in Santa Barbara about fifteen years ago when Kathi was 38 years old. After a day of swimming and relaxing on the beach, Kathi and I decided to do some shopping at the expensive boutiques along the board walk. We went store to store with Kathi trying on and buying a couple of outfits when she spotted her fa...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! He's kissed her feet, licked her feet, sucked on her toes and soles, and he's even done it all when they were dripping with sweat. What could possibly be next? A reward? Tom has a surprising lesson to finish his first day of class. All characters in the story are 18 years of age or older. ***** Eventually Tom worked thro...
"It's a girl thing," I said with a smile to the shoe salesman as I looked down at the shoes he had slipped on my feet. Spike heels, narrow straps, absolute torture but worth the pain. "Oh believe me, I completely understand," he said with a sheepish grin. I looked down at the man kneeling patiently at my feet while I admired the shoes. He was waiting for...
As Katie had left the store Mr. Ali had called Mr. Oldham to let him know what to expect and to let him know that Katie was high on the various stimulants and that he had managed to add the few pieces of jewellery sooner than he expected. The reason he mentioned the jewellery was that Mr. Oldham had arranged for a special seat and desk for Katie. Luckily the...
I woke up to an ache in my balls, sighed, and attempted to go about my day normally. Fast-forward to my french class with Rebecca, she walked in after me wearing sneakers and something cute. "Excusez-moi." She said as she purposely brushed past me in a voice that was obviously mocking our boring professor. "Great french," I answered somewhat timidly afte...
Beth sat in the dim glow of the bar of the hotel she stayed at on business. The smartly-dressed, pretty 60-year old blonde wore a business suit, including black slacks and low black women's dress socks. She sat at the bar, legs crossed, her pant leg riding on the top leg revealing a hint of freckled, shiny shin above her sock, and a supple, muscled calf in b...
She walks into the bar and looking around nervously smoothing down her dress and fluffing her windswept hair. He watches her from a stool at the bar looking around nervously, she takes a few tentative steps and stumbles slightly in her black open backed heels. She stops leans down and gently slides her foot back into the shoe sliding her finger behind strap...
I really like this job! When I first started a few weeks ago it was only a stop-gap money earner until I could find something better. Two days of training and I was named the day manager. I open every morning at 10 a.m. and work alone until the other associate comes in at noon. I go home at 6 p.m. and he closes at 8. The selling of ladies shoes in a mall...
She signaled her interest by looking at me just a fraction longer than necessary. I looked away and then back again to see if she'd returned her gaze. She hadn't but, inching back even further on her high bar stool, recrossed her legs, letting her little dress ride slightly higher on her thighs. The music was loud and she gently swayed from side to side. Sh...