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...
I'd worked at the shoe store for two weeks. The manageress worked some of the weekdays, but Sherry and I held down the shop through most of the slow day time. One side of the shop was women's and girl's shoes, which was Sherry's domain. I dealt with other side, men's and boy's shoes. The day Marie came into my world started out hot and windy. Business w...
It was 4 o’clock and I’d been sitting at my desk for the past 3 hours. I’d gone shopping at lunch and been working in my little office since and for some reason, I was horny as hell. Maybe it was the trashy novel I’d fallen asleep reading the night before. Maybe it was the sexy message ‘Z—‘ left for me in my voicemail detailing exactly what he wanted to do t...
This is a true account of how I became the foot/shoe/boot slave to a very attractive young lady. The lady in question was the Assistant to the Dean of Students at the university where I taught. I am a 62 year old, retired college professor. I have a PhD in Communications and had taught at the university level until my retirement, a few years ago. For as lo...
As my husband and I have written in prior submissions, we really began to explore and enjoy our sex life as we got into our mid-to-late 30s. After enjoying threesomes and my first bisexual experience we continued our exploration of a more erotic lifestyle. We kept expanding our horizons. This is one story of our horizons being expanded. One afternoon I was...
Al has the perfect job to satisfy his foot fetish. My name is Linda and I'm a prostitute. One of my regular clients is Al, the owner of Al's Shoe Store downtown. Al has a foot fetish. Much in the way that a Yogi has been able to transform himself from living a solitary, spiritual lifestyle by practicing meditation in a way that translates the benefits of m...