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I can't remember how many times he finally leads me to climax that night, but as I snuggled beside his sleeping body later, now moved to his bed, I knew it didn't really matter in the end. All that mattered was that it had finally happened.
The End.
Erotic Encounters with a Salesman
My name is Lisa and for the past couple of months I have been infatuated with a certain shoe salesman. I know what you are thinking when you imagine a shoe salesman you think of someone like Al Bundy from Married with Children right? well this man breaks all those stereotypes. Let me start with describing the first time I laid eyes on him and our first encounter.
It all started when I was trying to find a certain pair of shoes for my sister's wedding and could not seemed to find exactly what I was looking for as I really love showing off my feet due to my foot fetish and nothing so far did them justice.
I was about to pass another shoe store, not sure if I should just give up and try again tomorrow, when I saw him through the store window. The first thing that caught my gaze was his eyes so blue that you could drown in them. He was relatively handsome not in a rugged manly way but there was more a kind gentleman quality to his features. His skin was a light kissed tan color showing he liked to be outdoors. His body was in relatively good shape looking like he might be a runner or something from his firm fit physique from what I could make out through his t shirt and form fitting jeans. His hair was black and slightly spiked making him look even more mouth-watering.
I could not peel my eyes away from him. Then as if he sensed someone was watching him as he was helping a customer, he looked up directly at me and smiled and waved.My cheeks went bright red and I got very flustered and I slightly waved back out of politeness before moving away from the store my legs carrying me as fast as my feet could take me.
All that night I tossed and turned as I thought about him. His image was so imbedded in my mind I even touched myself I couple times thinking of him. The next day after work I could not help myself I had to go back. As I walked in the store I noticed it looked not too busy, seeing only a few people browsing through shoes. I walked down the aisles and started to browse through there selection of ladies shoes looking around the store at the same time seeing if I could catch another glimpse of him.
"Can I help you with anything miss?" a deep manly voice calls from behind me and I jump slightly, my body sensing it is him.
I turn around slowly to face the blue eyed man I saw through the window yesterday. A small smile forms on my face as I try to contain my growing excitement at seeing him again.
"Umm yes, I was just looking for some shoes to match the dress my sister is making me wear, being that I am her bridesmaid and all so I want to find a pair of shoes that will look great with it." I mentally cursed myself for rambling as I do when I get excited or nervous around men, noticing that he just stands there patiently and listens.
"Well what color is your dress and what style?" he asks politely not seeming to notice my rambling. I look into his blue eyes as he asks me this question, my eyes drinking him in without trying to be too obvious.
"Well it is a red, and the style of the dress is a flowing type dress that goes to about the knee and it is strapless." I say a little too fast but he just smiles and nods his head walking down the aisle to scan through the boxes of shoes.
"What size are you?" He says from the end of the aisle.
"Size nine." I shout back, and he disappears down the next aisle as if he is knows exactly what he is looking for. I decide to follow him as I liked watching his behind clad in those tight jeans of his as he walked away. I can feel my toes already starting to tingle thinking of him helping me to try on those shoes he thinks will go well with my dress.
I seat myself on one of the benches in the middle of the aisle for trying on shoes. My eyes drink in, admire, and mesmerize his masculine form as he scans the shoe boxes, creating a better mental picture in my mind to use later.
"Ah here we go, how about these
?" he says, walking toward me with a box of shoes in his hands.
I look the shoes over my eyes lighting up, they are gorgeous, even the right color red to match my dress! I was so impressed "WOW these look perfect you really know your stuff." I say excitedly.
He smiles, my eyes watching as a soft blush rises to his cheeks before he bends down on his knees in front of me. "Let's see if they fit shall we?" he says, already in the process of removing my right shoe. I bite my lip stifling a moan as his bare hands touch my stocking covered foot. The soft caress probably unintentional but, it felt amazing none the less as my feet are quite the opposite of ticklish.
I consider my feet as one of my erogenous zones on my body.It almost feels as good having my feet touched,licked and caressed as it does if the same sensual actions were being done to my pussy, well almost.This is one of the reasons I have a foot fetish I might add, well actually it is the big reason I do.
He takes my left shoe off next, touching that foot lightly with his fingers too, unintentional of course but it affects me all the same. Slowly he slips on one of the red high heeled shoes on my stocking covered foot then does the same to the other.I wiggle my painted toe nails inside my shoes,as I do my legs open slightly, and I catch the briefest glimpse of his eyes glancing between my stocking covered thighs and I smile to myself.
He gets up off the floor and I watch as he eyes trail over me as mine did his earlier. I see his blue eyes trail up my stocking covered thighs, over the curvy shape of my hips, the hourglass shape of my waist under my tight blouse, over the curve of my bosom and up to my heart shaped face. My face feeling a slight blush arise in my cheeks as his piercing blue eyes penetrate my green ones.
"Why don't you take them for a spin around the store see if they feel comfortable on your feet?" he says, without breaking eye contact.
I stand up in them breaking the intense eye contact with him and start moving my feet around inside the shoes. I take a few steps loving the way they mold to my feet knowing I could handle standing in these all day if I had to and they would not hurt my feet. He stands there his hands crossed along his chest watching me walking in the shoes with those intense eyes of his. I saunter toward him in the shoes and do a twirl in front of him.
"So? How do they look on me? They feel and look fantastic by the way." I say, excitement bubbling in my voice.
I hear him clear his throat and I smile to myself thinking I must be affecting him. "They look fantastic on you and you look fantastic in them." He replies he voice sounding a little deeper than before.
"Thank you," I reply smiling genuinely at his complement towards me. "I will take them." I say, sitting back down on the bench and this time taking them off myself not sure I can handle him touching my feet again.
"Good, I will meet you up at the register then. " he replies with a soft smile. His eyes once again locking with mine, his blue eyes looking as if they are almost twinkling at me and pulling me into their blue depths. I almost whimper at the loss of looking at them as he turns and walks to the front of the store but then I moan watching his backside as he walks away.
I finish taking off my soon to be new shoes and I feel the slight pulse of my pussy against my panties knowing for sure there is a small damp spot on them. I put the shoes back in the box putting on my other ones. Standing back on my feet I smooth down my dress then slowly make my way to the register to pay.
