Battlemage Book 10 Darkness Under a Scarlet MoonChapter 4
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There are two things you must know before you read any further: First, I have an insane foot fetish. Second, the office admin at my office is very attractive and has perfect feet.
Now that you know those two things, I can start the story.
Yesterday was a long day at work. I work for a marketing firm and days like yesterday make me hate my job. At the end of the day I was mentally exhausted and felt like a lazy bum because I had been seated at my computer nearly all day, only taking breaks to eat and use the restroom. I decided to go use the workout room in our office before I went home.
Our company is in one wing of a small office building. We own 8 offices in the wing and have converted one into a makeshift workout room with a treadmill and some dumbells. I wanted to walk on the treadmill for 30 minutes or so to get my heart rate going. When I walked into the workout room, our office admin had apparently had the same idea because she was jogging on the treadmill. Rather than sit in there like a creep and watch her jog, I decided I would wait until she was done to start my workout. She usually exercises a little at the end of each day and brings her workout clothes from home. I guess she doesn't think working out in a skirt and heels would be fun.
After about a half hour I heard her finish in the workout room and walk up to her desk. She was talking on the phone to someone and saying that she would hurry to meet them. Rushed, she went into the bathroom and changed her clothes. She walked by my office on her way out and gave me a smile and a "Have a good night!" "You too" I replied, thinking to myself how much I would like to fuck her. She's about 5'8" with dark brown hair and a perfect body. I've been dying to fuck her since we hired her about 3 years ago. Another thing, she has PERFECT feet. The kind of feet that make you snap candid cell phone pictures of them when she wears sandals or open toed shoes to the office. It's one of my biggest turn-ons about her. I've fantasized numerous times about getting a long, slow footjob from her and blasting a load all over her feet.
After she left it was just me in the office. I made my way back to the workout room, passing her desk on my way. As I passed her desk, something caught my eye. Under her desk were her workout shoes with her socks stuffed in them. I stopped for a second and stared at them, which got me thinking about her perfect feet and how they were just in those socks and shoes running on the treadmill. As I stood there thinking about her feet the thought came to my mind "I should smell those socks". I tried to talk myself out of it, but before I knew it I was walking back to my office with both of her workout shoes in my hands. I got into my office an closed the door. I was acting like I had just discovered a briefcase full of cash and was trying to be inconspicuous.
Slowly, I took one of the ankle socks out of the shoe and raised it to my face. I took a deep breath through my nose and inhaled her slightly damp sock. I was expecting there to be at least some smell to it, but I could barely smell a thing. I sat there smelling her socks and my cock started to bulge in my pants. The more I smelled it, the harder I got.
After a few minutes I couldn't fight the urge any longer. I unzipped my pants and slid my throbbing cock out. I started slowly stroking it and it was already dripping with precum. Not just dripping, but leaking steadily. I was so turned on I could hardly stand it. I had to laugh a little when the hilarity of the situation crossed my mind. Here I was, as hard as a rock and jerking off while holding nothing more than the sock of our office admin. Not even looking at anything on my computer. Just rock hard holding a sock.
I had the thought of jerking off into her sock, but was reluctant. I knew if I even touched the sock to my stiff cock I would blow a load all over it and I didn't know how I would explain that the following day. I'd have to get rid of the sock, and she would undoubtedly ask me if I knew what happened to her sock as I was the last one out of the office the night before. I fought the urge, but kept imagining putting her sock on my cock and stroking it. The thought of shooting a load into her damp sock was more than I could resist, so I decided to not think about how I would explain it and to just fuck the shit out of the sock.
I slid it over the head of my cock and slowly moved it down my stiff shaft. Her feet were small, so her sock was nice and tight around my cock. I started moving it slowly up and down my member, imagining her beautiful feet while I stroked. I started to feel the sensation that I was going to cum and again the thought popped into my head about how I would explain the mystery of her missing sock to her, but it was too late to stop. My body tensed up and my cock started to stiffen up even harder. I jerked it faster and faster as I shot a massive volley of cum into her sock. I kept spurting, shot after shot, until my balls were completely drained. I collapsed into my chair, her sock hanging on my cock full of cum.
As I sat there recovering, I realized the only option was to take the sock home with me, then deny any knowledge of the missing sock.
I came into work today and waited all day for her to ask me about the sock. Finally, about an hour ago as she prepared for her nightly workout, she came into my office and said "Hey, I know it's a weird question, but have you seen an ankle sock with a pink band anywhere in the office? I'm missing one." "Um, no. Not that I recall." was my reply. She just said "Ok, thanks." and that was the end of it.
Once again, at this moment I find myself alone in the office, sock in hand, getting ready for another jerk off session imagining her beautiful feet. The sock is a little stiffer in the toes than it was last night, but it's still getting me just as hard.
Now that you know those two things, I can start the story.
Yesterday was a long day at work. I work for a marketing firm and days like yesterday make me hate my job. At the end of the day I was mentally exhausted and felt like a lazy bum because I had been seated at my computer nearly all day, only taking breaks to eat and use the restroom. I decided to go use the workout room in our office before I went home.
Our company is in one wing of a small office building. We own 8 offices in the wing and have converted one into a makeshift workout room with a treadmill and some dumbells. I wanted to walk on the treadmill for 30 minutes or so to get my heart rate going. When I walked into the workout room, our office admin had apparently had the same idea because she was jogging on the treadmill. Rather than sit in there like a creep and watch her jog, I decided I would wait until she was done to start my workout. She usually exercises a little at the end of each day and brings her workout clothes from home. I guess she doesn't think working out in a skirt and heels would be fun.
After about a half hour I heard her finish in the workout room and walk up to her desk. She was talking on the phone to someone and saying that she would hurry to meet them. Rushed, she went into the bathroom and changed her clothes. She walked by my office on her way out and gave me a smile and a "Have a good night!" "You too" I replied, thinking to myself how much I would like to fuck her. She's about 5'8" with dark brown hair and a perfect body. I've been dying to fuck her since we hired her about 3 years ago. Another thing, she has PERFECT feet. The kind of feet that make you snap candid cell phone pictures of them when she wears sandals or open toed shoes to the office. It's one of my biggest turn-ons about her. I've fantasized numerous times about getting a long, slow footjob from her and blasting a load all over her feet.
After she left it was just me in the office. I made my way back to the workout room, passing her desk on my way. As I passed her desk, something caught my eye. Under her desk were her workout shoes with her socks stuffed in them. I stopped for a second and stared at them, which got me thinking about her perfect feet and how they were just in those socks and shoes running on the treadmill. As I stood there thinking about her feet the thought came to my mind "I should smell those socks". I tried to talk myself out of it, but before I knew it I was walking back to my office with both of her workout shoes in my hands. I got into my office an closed the door. I was acting like I had just discovered a briefcase full of cash and was trying to be inconspicuous.
Slowly, I took one of the ankle socks out of the shoe and raised it to my face. I took a deep breath through my nose and inhaled her slightly damp sock. I was expecting there to be at least some smell to it, but I could barely smell a thing. I sat there smelling her socks and my cock started to bulge in my pants. The more I smelled it, the harder I got.
After a few minutes I couldn't fight the urge any longer. I unzipped my pants and slid my throbbing cock out. I started slowly stroking it and it was already dripping with precum. Not just dripping, but leaking steadily. I was so turned on I could hardly stand it. I had to laugh a little when the hilarity of the situation crossed my mind. Here I was, as hard as a rock and jerking off while holding nothing more than the sock of our office admin. Not even looking at anything on my computer. Just rock hard holding a sock.
I had the thought of jerking off into her sock, but was reluctant. I knew if I even touched the sock to my stiff cock I would blow a load all over it and I didn't know how I would explain that the following day. I'd have to get rid of the sock, and she would undoubtedly ask me if I knew what happened to her sock as I was the last one out of the office the night before. I fought the urge, but kept imagining putting her sock on my cock and stroking it. The thought of shooting a load into her damp sock was more than I could resist, so I decided to not think about how I would explain it and to just fuck the shit out of the sock.
I slid it over the head of my cock and slowly moved it down my stiff shaft. Her feet were small, so her sock was nice and tight around my cock. I started moving it slowly up and down my member, imagining her beautiful feet while I stroked. I started to feel the sensation that I was going to cum and again the thought popped into my head about how I would explain the mystery of her missing sock to her, but it was too late to stop. My body tensed up and my cock started to stiffen up even harder. I jerked it faster and faster as I shot a massive volley of cum into her sock. I kept spurting, shot after shot, until my balls were completely drained. I collapsed into my chair, her sock hanging on my cock full of cum.
As I sat there recovering, I realized the only option was to take the sock home with me, then deny any knowledge of the missing sock.
I came into work today and waited all day for her to ask me about the sock. Finally, about an hour ago as she prepared for her nightly workout, she came into my office and said "Hey, I know it's a weird question, but have you seen an ankle sock with a pink band anywhere in the office? I'm missing one." "Um, no. Not that I recall." was my reply. She just said "Ok, thanks." and that was the end of it.
Once again, at this moment I find myself alone in the office, sock in hand, getting ready for another jerk off session imagining her beautiful feet. The sock is a little stiffer in the toes than it was last night, but it's still getting me just as hard.
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