A college PhD Professor becomes the foot slave to a beautiful Administrative Assistant. * I was pleased with the response that I received from individuals who read Part I of my true account of how I became a foot/shoe/boot slave to the Assistant to the Dean of Students at the university where I taught. Her name is Debbie and she still works for the same...
It was only my third day at work and I really began to wonder if I could ever make enough money at this job to make ends meet. Originally I jumped at the opportunity to work in a shoe store, especially when they mentioned commission. I couldn't help but figure I would be rolling in the dollars making minimum wage plus commission. Over the last several days i...
Remember, I was takin Dollie shoe shopping? She didn't know it yet. And what better way for a man to get extra points than take his girl shoe shoppin? By this time during our dress-up surprise shopping trip, Dollie had that special glow! She was hot! After some more wandering up and down isles, we headed toward the shoe department, although Dollie still didn...
Call it "senior-itis" or the Spring Break blues. Whatever it was, it had me holding down the fort at the local shoe store. All of my high school and junior college employees could not work this particular Friday afternoon. The last-minute phone call from the guy who was scheduled to come in only proved what I already knew -- as assistant store manager I woul...
Chapter 3 Monday PM When Helen and Greg returned to the office some party food and bubbly had been laid on to say goodbye to Dave. It was as if nothing had happened and the day went on as usual with the slightly tipsy workforce a bit more vocal than usual. Dave was pleased with his send off and even more pleased with his promotion. His wife, Trudie, came...
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...
The other day, I attended a business dinner held for my company. During the icebreaker, I noticed a woman from our home office. A very sexy woman and she looked like she had just come from a glamour photo shoot. What immediately piqued my interest were the 5-inch strappy black heels she was wearing and her brilliant red toenail color, selected to match her l...
What I'm about to relate happened last week. In a sense it was the result of a dare, sort of. Let me explain. I made a new friend recently who I'll call Jean. Jean and I hit it off right away; we are so much alike, it's scary. Although we differ somewhat in age -- I'm fifty-something, she's thirty-something -- it turns out we both share a wild and naughty a...
The other night, I was at the department store in the mall, buying some clothes. As I was leaving, I walked by the shoe department and I decided to see what this year's women's shoe styles were like. As I perused the designer's spring collections, the saleswoman approached me. She was a petite brunette in a silk blouse and long skirt. Her figure pleasingly r...
Many thanks to the readers who have generously shared their encouragement and feedback. Readers who aren't familiar with my previous stories might enjoy Nothing More Gratifying or The Week That Changed Everything as background about our Loving Female Led Marriage, but this story stands on its own. ***** I didn't intend to steal his prize money, but in the...