“Something happened with my boss today Steve. You'd better sit down.“
I sat down in front of my girlfriend. She continued.
"My boss called me into his office at the end of the day and said he had to talk to me. He said they were going to be laying off workers. When I asked him if there was anything I could do, He said if I let him touch my feet I don’t have to worry about my job."
"What did you do?" I said.
I looked down at her pantyhose legs. She was wearing sheer nude nylons and my favorite black Mary Jane’s.
“Well, if I tell you are you going to get mad?" she asked.
I told her that I wasn’t going to get mad at all.
"Okay. So he invited me into his office and told me to sit down. He got up and walked towards his office door and locked it. He sat back down on his chair."
“'Laura,’ he said, ‘I’ve always noticed that you’re wearing sexy shoes and pantyhose. I don’t know if you’re teasing me on purpose but I just can’t handle it. You have the sexiest legs I’ve ever seen. I can’t help but wonder if your feet are just as sexy.'“
"I blushed. I didn’t know what to say. 'What size are they?' he asked. I told him they were size 5. He said he could tell I had a high arch from what he’d seen. I told him that I had a very high arch. He asked me what color I painted my toes. I told him that I always painted them red. He told me to come and sit on his desk and face him. I did what he asked. I had my legs crossed. He asked me if I could unbuckle my shoe and dangle it."
I looked again at what she was wearing. A short mohair skirt and black and her hair in a high ponytail with red lipstick. She looked irresistible. I was getting very excited and told her to go on.
“You’re not angry so far, Steve?“
I told her that I wasn’t. “Show me how you unbuckled your shoe," I said. “I want you to show me everything.“
She crossed her legs and unbuckled her shoe. She began to dangle her shoe from her toes.
I was getting aroused. “Go on.“ I told her.
"He told me to take off my shoes and that he had been dying to see my bare stocking feet ever since he met me. I took off the shoe and gave it to him. He sniffed my shoes and just stared at my foot. He seemed frozen. I uncrossed my legs and crossed my other foot. 'Yes, take off the other shoe' he said. I unbuckled my shoe and slid it off my foot. You could hear the nylon slide against the leather. I was very nervous. And I’m nervous telling you about it now."
I told her not to be nervous and that she didn’t do anything wrong. I asked her what happened next.
"He told me to walk around his office on my tiptoes. I did what I was told and lifted my back foot and arched it for him. I gave him a little bit of a show. He told me to come back and sit on his desk."
“'Put your shoes back on,' he said. I put my shoes back on for him and crossed my pantyhose legs. He told me my stocking feet were just as sexy as he imagined them, my red toes through the sheer nylon, my high arch, and my Pantyhose. He was transfixed on my stocking feet. He told me that he hoped I had a boyfriend who appreciated my feet. I smiled and said that I did. 'Does he like your feet in stockings?' he asked me. I told him that you did. 'Does he have a pantyhose foot fetish, Laura?' I told him yes. 'And I bet he loves to take your shoes off after work and worship your feet.' I smiled knowingly."