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I thought it would be great working at a shoe store.  However, I have a foot fetish and am constantly aroused with all the incredibly sexy feet to look at.  A long time ago, I found out that feet turned me on.

I had a girlfriend that liked to dominate me in the bedroom.  She got incredibly turned on when I sucked her toes.  At first, I didn’t really like it, but the more I did it I became a fan.  It was very exciting and erotic to me.  There’s nothing better than a woman who cares for her feet.  I especially like women who get pedicures.  Their nails are clipped and always polished.  French pedicures make me just about come.  If they wear stockings, I’m a goner.

My girlfriend enjoyed attention to her toes.  She’d allow me to lick her foot in her stockings and then remove them with my teeth.  She’d liked me to adore each of her toes by kissing and sucking on each one.  They always smelled nice which further excited me.

What she loved the most, was when I fucked her with my foot.  She’d slather up her pussy and cover my toes in KY Jelly.  I would tease her first with my toes, then lightly play with her pussy with my feet.  This made her incredibly wet.  She’d purr with a wicked moan and commanded me to slowly push my toes into her pretty cunt.  She’d open her legs wide, while I jammed my toes in and out of her sloppy wet cunt.  She enjoyed it I think as much as I did.  For a guy with a fetish, this was fucking amazing.

The clincher was when she came on my toes.  Afterwards, I’d sit Indian style on the floor and suck her cum from my own foot.  That’s how I became a lover of feet.   She’d also spank my buttocks until they stung and finished me off with urinating on my ass.  It was not for everybody, but it certainly was exciting for me.  I’d get so hard for my mistress.  She’d eventually fuck me with her strap-on cock.  It was an amazing relationship.  I really loved her.

She eventually grew bored of my fetish and found some other guy to dominate.  I dated other women, but they weren’t really into my fetishes.  I kept them to myself.  I saw there was an opening for a manager at the shoe store at the mall.  I knew I had to have it and went and interviewed.  I was hired and have been enjoying working there ever since.  I guess it’s been about a six months now.

Between the women that try on the shoes and their glorious feet, I was highly entertained.  I often need to relieve myself, because I get so aroused.  I cannot hide from my fetish.  I think that’s why I took the job.  The hardest part about the job is not getting found out.  I really must keep it together. 

I work the evening shift, so I’m alone and can sniff shoes and jerk off when the store is slow.  Recently, this very sexy woman came into my store.  She was really something else.  She had red curly hair that was very short almost like a bob.  She lined her lips in red lipstick and had the prettiest green eyes. 

She had a fair complexion and looked like a porcelain doll.  She was very sure of herself when she walked.  She was a complete knockout and just looking at her made me aroused.  She had a cute wiggle when she walked.  She looked at many of the shoes and wanted to try almost all of them on.  I was in heaven and couldn’t wait to get started.

She had a great pair of legs and a nice round ass.  I was imagining her sitting on the chair and letting me help her put the shoes on.  I was hoping that she was very needy and needed a lot of “sucking up” from me.  I wanted her to feel comfortable in my presence.  I just watched her while she picked out the shoes she wanted to try on.

She had on a crop top which showed her flat stomach.  Her belly button was pierced.  She had some sparkly belly ring in.  She was wearing open toed sandals.  Her feet were nicely taken care of.  She had a French pedicure.  She tried on many pairs of shoes, all different styles.  I helped her put her foot into each one.  She walked around the store like a vogue model after trying on each pair.  My eyes were fixated on her legs and feet.  I was so excited while she tried on the shoes.

“Have you found any that you like?”

“They’re so amazing.  I’d go nuts in a store like this.”

“I like it here too.”

She continued to try them on.  When I went into the back to get more, I pulled out my cock.  I moved my fingers up and down my hard shaft.  I was so fucking excited over her feet and her sexy body.  She was hot looking and incredibly nice.  I was jerking off and was so turned on.

I was fantasizing about her long legs and those gorgeous feet she had.  I opened one of the pairs of shoes that she was looking for and came into the sole of the shoe.  I made and absolute mess.  I wanted to present the shoe to her with the cum inside.  It was just something I needed to do.  It was completely perverted.  

After I pleasured myself, I brought the shoe with my cum for her to try on.  I helped her put the shoe on, so she didn't see my cum.  Immediately, she made a face and noticed there was something wet and sticky in the shoe.

“Something feels wet and sticky in this shoe.”

I looked down because I felt bad with what I had done.  She sat down and noticed her foot was covered in my come.  She looked at me with a strange look on her face.  I knew I made a terrible mistake.  She was going to think I was some crazy lunatic.

“Did you come inside of the shoe?  That’s so freaky.  Did you just get off?”

I just stood there not knowing what to say to her.  She seemed repulsed with what I had done, and  I needed to apologize to her.  Perhaps I’d tell her she could pick out a free pair of shoes.  I really needed my job, so I had to assure her I wasn’t some crazed lunatic.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous.  You have the greatest feet I’ve ever seen.  I got so excited and needed to pleasure myself.  I have a foot fetish.  Please don’t tell my manager.  I’ll give you any pair of shoes you want in the store.  Just don’t say anything.”

“Any pair of shoes I want?  How nice of you.  Don’t sweat it!  Everybody has something kinky in their lives.  You got excited because of me?  Fuck, that’s so sexy.  I could suck your cock if you want?  I have a strange obsession for cum myself.  I love to suck dicks.  You’re so scrumptious looking yourself.  I bet you have a really big cock?”

“You want to suck my cock after I came in the shoe.  You’re not repulsed by me?”

“No!  I really want to suck your dick.  How about I suck your cock and I’ll let you play with my feet?”

“You sound like a dream girl.  I’d loved to play with your feet. I’d love a blow job.  You’re like a fucking goddess.”

I could tell she liked me complimenting her.  She was glowing after I told her she was gorgeous and goddess like.  She continued to try shoes on and look at herself in the mirror until I needed to close the store.  After I closed the store, she walked with me to my car.  I drove to a motel and got us a room.  I couldn’t wait to get busy with this girl.

I couldn’t believe how lucky I was.  This gorgeous red head with fucking great feet was going to blow me and let me play with her feet.  I was very excited.  We went into the room, and she stood in front of me and planted a hot wet kiss on my lips.  We kissed deeply and passionately.  She unbuckled my trousers and removed my belt.  She seemed excited and wanted to get started.  She unzipped my trousers and pulled down my pants.  I stepped out of them and removed my boxers.  My cock was hard and standing at full attention.

“Wow!  You have a huge dick!  I love big cocks!”

“It’s all for you!  Enjoy it!”

She knelt in front of me and opened her mouth.  She brought my cock into her mouth.  She held my balls and played with them in her hands.  I was moaning while she sucked and massaged at my balls.  I could tell she loved my cock.  She took more and more of it down her mouth. She looked into my eyes the entire time she gave me head.

Her cheeks were bulging.  Spit oozed from the corners of her mouth.  She became obsessed and took more and more of my dick down her throat.  I was surprised she could deep throat me.  She seemed very experienced.  She pushed her fingers into my secret spot and milked my prostate.  I was feeling weak in my knees. 

“Wow, you suck cock so good!  I need to come! Fucking hell!”

Her mouth was filled with my cock-meat.  She was bobbing up and down taking as much as she could.  I screamed out and came inside of her mouth.  I never came so much in my life. She drank it all down and stood up and kissed me on my mouth.  I tasted my salty and sweat-like come from her lips.

“That was so hot!  I want to enjoy those pretty feet now.”

She sat on the bed and flicked her legs back and forth.  I knelt in front of her naked and took off her sandals.  She wasn’t wearing stockings so I just sniffed at her sandals and then kissed and licked at her feet.  I sucked on each of her toes.  She played with her curls.  She didn’t really seem interested with what I was doing to her.  I sucked on her toes for a long time. 

“Why don’t you lay on the bed and I’ll play with your cock with my feet.”

“Fuck that’s hot!  Are you sure?”

“Of course.”

I did as she said to do and got comfortable on the bed.  She was still dressed and played with my cock with her feet.  She was very skilled and moved her feet up and down over my cock.  My bulbous head was throbbing.  She wiped her foot off the head of my cock that was leaking with my pre-cum.

“You’re so sexy. Fuck!  I have to fuck you.”

“I’d like that. I really like anal sex.  Do you like that?”

“You’re kidding?  I love anal sex.”

“Good.  It’s really the only way I can have sex.”

She took off her clothes and she was gorgeous and had a dick.  She was a transsexual girl.  Her cock was long and thin and cute.  I didn’t say anything to her.  She bent over the bed and I eased my cock into her asshole.  She was tight and enjoyed me getting into her butt.  She stroked her own cock while I took her nice and deep.  I held her hips and rammed my dick in and out of her asshole.  I liked fucking her.

She was really the most intriguing woman I’d ever been with.  She was gorgeous and she had a dick.  It didn’t bother me.  She let me suck her toes and pleasure her in my own way.  I was now fucking her tight asshole and knew she’d be fucking me too.  I was excited to get fucked by a woman with a real cock.  My ex used to fuck me with a strap-on.  This was the real fucking deal.

I began thrusting into her asshole hard and deep and eventually blew my load up inside her asshole.  I pulled out and licked my cream from her anus.  I enjoyed tasting my own cum.

“It’s my turn now.  Have you ever been with a trans girl before?”

“No.  You’re my first.  I have had anal with an ex-girlfriend.  She was a mistress and would take me with her strap-on dick.  I really like anal sex.  I’m excited to do this with you.”

I bent over the bed and she pulled apart my buttocks.  She kissed my asshole and licked around my anus.  She spat on my asshole and eased her pinky finger into my ass to prime me.  She finger-fucked my asshole while I pulled on my dick.  She played with my asshole with her tongue. 

“Fucking hell!”

I realized I didn’t even know her name.  I just moaned and groaned while she started to tongue fuck me.  Her tongue felt amazingly good inside of my asshole.  She spat on her palm and rubbed it at the entrance of my asshole.  She gently started to ease into my asshole.

I grunted while she got inside of me.  Her cock felt so good inside of my butt.  I hadn’t had anal sex in quite a while.  She moved in and out of my ass while smacking on my buttocks.  I loved how a real dick felt inside of my ass.  I loved that she had a dick.  It didn’t bother me at all.  She fucked me good and hard and I loved it. 

I jerked off while she took me.  She screamed and came inside of me.  She pulled out and licked her cum from my asshole.  It was a hot night.

“Fuck!  I’m Bob by the way.”

“I’m Cassandra.”

“You’re hotter than I thought.  Tomorrow swing by the shoe store and I’ll give you a free pair of shoes.  You earned them!”

“That’s so sweet of you. Thanks!”

I was really excited to have met her.  She was the whole package.  I asked her out and we started dating.  She was the best fuck I’d ever had.  I treated her with a new pair of shoes every week.  We were soul mates.  I wasn’t going to let this one get away.  After six months, I gave her an engagement ring.

If I didn’t cum in the shoe she tried on, we’d never have met.  I guess it was our own fucked up fairy tale.

 

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“WHERE are we exactly?” Mary asked when we stopped. She looked a little worried. We were outside a corner shop in a smart suburban avenue filled with a mixture of large detached and semi-detached villas, built only ten years earlier. “My sister Hettie’s house is just down the street.” I said as we got out and started to walk, “I didn’t want to leave the car right outside their door, so we have a two minute walk with a couple of twists and turns before we get there. Hettie’s husband Jack...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 21 Awake

I WAS woken up from a deep sleep when someone with extremely cold feet got in the bed and cuddled up behind me. “Uh, Mary?” I asked in a daze, while I was trying to unglue my eyelids. I noticed that a 20 watt lamp was lit on the back of one of the side tables, but the mattress on the floor was blocked from direct light by the overhanging table. “You’d wish,” said Hettie, speaking loud enough with her lips close up to my almost deaf right ear for me to hear her, “now, shift yourself over and...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 22 Sunday 9Th February 1941

I AWOKE to a soft kiss on the lips before Mary got up and the thick black curtains were thrown open to the morning light. I blinked and could make out a vision in front of me, a haloed silhouette of a female form in the bright white light of the window. She moved back to the side of the mattress where I lay on the floor of my brother-in-law’s home office. When my eyes focused better, I saw the unbelievably beautiful Mary Jones, even with tousled hair and no make-up, barely dressed in pale...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 23 Near Thing Monday

WE drove to Mile End very early the next morning. I parked the car near the Blue Jay Café, just around the corner from my office, but didn’t see anyone suspiciously hanging around. As agreed, I left Mary in charge of the car while I walked around the block, to approach the café from the opposite direction from where she was parked. There were four people sitting inside the café, either eating breakfast or drinking tea, two young men in working clothes sitting at separate tables, and possibly...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 24 Whats Going on

LATER that Monday evening I sat down in the hotel room and tried to figure out what I could from the information we had. That is what I was good at in all the years I was at the Yard. Brad’s notebook was written in a rotation code of 13 letters, so written letter A was really letter M. It was originally a code used by Julius Caesar in Ancient Rome, which was then based on a rotation of 12 as the Latin alphabet had only 24 letters, without U and J. The notebook was a sort of diary that filled...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 25 Spring Trap

“READY!” PC Brown hissed to us, but it was far too dark this early in the morning for me to read his lips. Mary tugged my sleeve twice, the signal that we had agreed and I was alert and ready. Mary and I were given the opportunity to call on known criminal contacts of Curly Cavenagh, which Mary’s husband, the late Brad Gold had identified as being connected with active Nazi sympathisers who were affecting the war effort resisting the Axis Powers’ domination of Europe and North Africa. I...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 26 Two Funerals

WE attended two funeral services together, Mary and I, one low key in terms of attendance but deeply emotional, on one morning and followed that by another higher profile one the following afternoon, that was more for public show than anything else. Mary insisted I attend by her side for both funerals. How could I deny her my full support at them both? To be honest, I wanted to spend every moment of our shrinking allotment of time we had together. Mary wore the same black outfit for both...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 27 Farewell

THE train left the station in a cloud of white steam, taking Mary away from me forever, it seemed. She was about to throw herself back into the charged atmosphere of make-believe adventure and romance that is the movie business, as a single, unattached, desirable and very beautiful woman, in my mind to be surrounded by slavering wolves in the guise of leading men used to getting their way with any women they temporarily desired. While I returned to my life as a single and seriously unattached...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 27 Friday 28 September 1941

WHILE I waited for Mary’s train to come into Paddington Station the events of the last seven months played through my head. The judicial system in England and Wales is a behemoth, tortuously slow and justice takes a long time. There are sound reasons for this, it allows better evidence to show up, more witnesses to come forward, better consideration of the facts and hopefully better judgements. And the accused too have longer to examine their consciences and reflect on the scales of...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 2 Cold trail

I HAD a one to one conversation with Bob Cummings at a café near New Scotland Yard later that morning. He had already told me on the telephone when I arranged the meeting that the police had no time to investigate fully and he confirmed that Military Intelligence were now not even prepared to admit they were pursuing him as a deserter. As far as the Yard knew, Gold was now a Special Branch agent because almost immediately Cummings’ team began to make enquiries, he was dragged out of his...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 3 Mrs Jones

I READ through all of Bradford Gold’s letters from England to his wife in America that late afternoon and evening. They covered a period of about 17 months, about 72 weeks in all, and there were 59 letters, all of them were either two or four pages long, but mostly they said little or nothing. There was certainly nothing of any meaning that threw light on why he would consider deserting from his commitments to the Military. He carefully avoided mentioning any airfields or even what counties...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 5 Down to Earth

WAAF Sergeant Margaret Livings and my assistant Mary Jones appeared to have become firm friends by the time we reached the railway halt for our return journey. There was only a period of five minutes before the next train, there being no waiting room at the tiny halt, so we remained sheltering in the unheated car while the chilly driven rain beat down on us, until we could see the plume of smoke that heralded the imminent arrival of the tiny engine pulling its two mean and grubby carriages...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 6 A Pompous Penguin

IT WAS quite late when we reached Liverpool Street station and I knew that by the time I got home to Mile End I would miss Mrs McPherson’s evening meal, yet again. It was Thursday, which meant cold cuts and home-made pickles with watery mashed potatoes, made with margarine instead of butter under war-time rationing, followed by something like tinned peaches and Bird’s powdered custard made with water rather than milk. It wasn’t much of a meal to miss, even though I was quite hungry. Miss...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 7 To Dine Is to Dream

“HOW did we meet?” Mary repeated my question, after the debris of the starting course, which was an acceptable brown Windsor soup, had been removed and while we waited unhurriedly for the main course. We were sat at a table against a corner of the restaurant, in front of blackout curtains, which appeared to cover not just the windows, but lined the walls completely all around the room. There were wide spaces between the occupied tables, so here we were quite private and free to talk...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 8 To Dance to Reality

AS WE started to rise to leave the dining room, a waiter immediately came over and told us with a whisper that a bombing raid was imminent, the air raid warnings had been sounded above ground and we wouldn’t be allowed to go upstairs to our rooms. I hadn’t realised until that point that the restaurant had been relocated in a basement. That is the problem with these lifts, I didn’t notice the number of floors we took going down. My excuse is that I was blinded by my ‘date’. Then I realised...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 9 Life Before Mary

“I JOINED the Metropolitan Police as a temporary officer helping typing up policeman’s reports, bagging and processing Crown evidence,” I said to Mary after the all-clear sirens had sounded and guests were permitted to return to their rooms or suites for the remainder of the night. We had changed into our bed wear and donned respectable dressing gowns supplied to the suite and resting in her sitting room. Mary was curled up with her legs comfortably tucked under her on a chaise langue, and I...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 10 Mortlake Mystery

OUR trip down to visit Gold’s gunner Petersen in Mortlake, using the iconic red London double-decker bus system, was uneventful. We had to climb upstairs of course, and Mary was fascinated to see many London landmarks she knew from history and watching films, including those shot in London. Before we departed her rooms we enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast brought up to the suite and served sizzling hot. Who knew that there was even a dining room and small kitchen in that fantastic hotel suite of...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 11 77 Denmark Hill

WE SAID our farewells to Petersen and headed down to catch the bus back up to Chiswick, where we would use the Underground from there. “Are you alright, Edgar?” Mary was concerned. I suppose I had gone rather quiet while Petersen discussed the different operations carried out on his leg, before the doctors finally decided to take it off. “Yes. I hadn’t had the same problems as Petersen, Mary. You know, the series of operations, the hopes first raised and then dashed each time. I was dragged...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 12 Number 77

THEY welcomed us with open arms at the estate agents. I assumed that houses and flats were hard to shift with so much uncertainty about the future and the war going against the allies quite so badly. Also, all the breadwinners of new or growing families were being conscripted, so there were fewer opportunities for families to obtain mortgages from banks or building societies. Although the bombing had caused homelessness elsewhere, the war had bypassed this little corner. We had peered...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 13 Breaking and Entering

OUTSIDE the estate agents’ premises I gently took Mary’s arm, fearful that she might faint. She looked close to tears. “Do you want to sit down? There’s a tea shop open over there.” She shook her head, but seemed unable to speak. “Do you still want to go to the shop and try and look at the flat next door?” She nodded. We were there in a minute or so and the mainly glass door covered in whitewash opened quickly using the key and I pushed her inside. As soon as I closed the door behind us...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 14 Encounter With Curly Cavenagh

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