If the Shoe Fits
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If the Shoe Fits
By Taytana Mason
I had been on edge for most of the day. Why? Because tonight
was the night we were going shopping for shoes. Or, should I say
I was going shopping for shoes. That wouldn't have been such a
big deal if it weren't for the fact that I'm a man and that I
was shopping for women's shoes... and that I had to try them on.
The wife was being insistent about it that last fact. And she was
right. The only way to know if a shoe fits is to wear it.
---
We arrived at the mall after coming from a late dinner. It's was
a Monday, about 8:30 at night and we were entering Aldo's.
Thankfully, there were very few shoppers milling about the mall
and none in the store.
I immediately noticed that the same saleswoman from our last visit
was again running the shop. She looked up as we walked in, smiled
and said "Evening and welcome to Aldo's. My name is Stephanie.
Is there anything I can help you with tonight?"
"Not at the moment, but thank you Stephanie", said my wife.
I was still nervous, but seeing a smiling face helped. The wife
and I started browsing through the selection of shoes.
---
I liked this store over some of the others because they offered
a wider selection of high heeled shoes. As you could probably
guess I have a serious fetish over the classic pump with a stiletto
heel.
---
"What do you think of this one?" asked my wife.
The shoe was in the classic pump style, but with a flared heel of
about 4". It had a black patent leather upper.
"I like it" I said. She held on to it as we continued browsing.
"I like this one", I said picking it up.
It was a 3.5" heel in black patent leather with a toe and heel box.
There was a strap that went around the ankle and came down the
center connecting to the top of the toe box.
"It's rather dressy, but it's your choice", she said as I held on
to it. Just picking it up took some effort as did holding on to
it, but my nervousness was beginning to fade. Stephanie had not
bothered us and no one else had entered the store.
"Have you thought about boots?" asked my wife.
"No, but I would consider it. That ankle boot would be cool."
It was a 4" heel, again in black patent leather.
"I agree", said my wife as she picked it up.
She then turned to me and said "Are you ready? It's the moment of
truth."
I paused, swallowed hard and said "Yes."
My wife turned towards Stephanie and said "Stephanie, we could use
some help please."
Stephanie promptly stepped from around the counter over to where we
were standing.
"Yes?" she said.
Nothing was said for a couple of seconds as my wife and I stared
each other trying to decide who was going to answer. Finally, my
wife said my name and I said "I'd like to try these on please if
you have them in a size X?" My wife and I held up the three shoes
I had selected.
Stephanie smiled and said "No problem. Let me see if we have them
in your size. If you will excuse me."
She turned and went into the back of the store. I know my face
was red. I let out a big puff of air as I said "Oh, my." The wife
chuckled and said "See, she didn't flinch. No big deal. All that
nervousness was for nothing."
"That was one of the hardest things I've ever done."
"I know it was. I love you."
"I love you too."
Of course it wasn't quite over yet. I still had to try on the
shoes.
---
Stephanie came back with three boxes.
"If you would step over here sir and have a seat."
I walked to a sitting area near the back of showroom. I was glad
for that because it hid me from any potential customers.
"Do need any footies?"
"No." I said. I was dressed in my usual night time attire -- dress
shirt from the day's job, blue jeans, socks and clogs. Underneath
my jeans and socks were a black thong and black stockings; what my
wife calls proper business attire.
"Which pair would you like to try on first?"
"The pumps I guess." I slide off my clogs and socks. It was now
or never.
Stephanie removed the shoe from the box, removed the packaging and
handed it to me. I slide it on. She then handed me the other one.
I slide it on as well.
"There's a mirror over there if you would like to see how they
look."
I slowly stood up. Not taking a step, I looked down at the shoes,
then at my wife and finally at Stephanie. Both my wife and
Stephanie were smiling. They knew this was tough for me, but they
also knew that it was something I wanted to do. I walked over to
the mirror, posed, looked at the shoes and returned. I walked
back-n-forth again to be sure that they were comfortable.
"How do they fit?" asked the wife.
"Fine" I said as I sat down. My nervousness was gone. I was
beginning to enjoy this. "Let me try the ones with straps."
Stephanie again handed me each shoe. I slide them on, adjusted the
straps and repeated my modeling. I liked these shoes, but they
definitely did not go with jeans. However, I still wanted them.
"How do those fit?" the wife asked.
"Just fine. Ok, let me try the boots."
I removed the shoes as Stephanie unpackaged the boots. She handed
me one and I slide it on. I seemed a little large.
"Do you have a half-size smaller? It feels a little loose."
"Let me check" Stephanie said as she got up and went into the back
of the store.
"You look like you're having fun" said the wife.
"Yes, I am. This has turned out to be quite enjoyable. And thanks
for pushing me to do it. I would have never done this without your
support and prodding."
"No problem at all. I'm rather enjoying it myself and I think
Stephanie is as well."
"I agree."
"We do have a half-size down" said Stephanie as she returned. She
handed me a boot and I slide it on.
"That's better."
She handed me the other one and I slide it on. I repeated my
modeling routine once more.
"These shoes are a better match with my jeans, don't you think?"
I said.
Stephanie and my wife chuckled and then my wife said "Yes, I think
so. What do you think Stephanie?"
"I agree as well"
I flushed again, but then laughed.
"That did sound rather girlish, didn't it?"
"Yes" they said in unison which was followed by more chuckling.
"I take it those fit?" said my wife.
"Yes."
"Good, then I also take it you want all three?"
"Oh, yes. Most definitely."
"Ok, Stephanie I think we're done here."
Stephanie gathered the shoes and boxes and returned to the counter.
The walked back to the mirror as the wife came over and joined me.
"I believe the shoes are having an affect on you" she said.
"Uh... yes." I was getting an erection and the wife knew it.
"Why don't you wear those home?"
"What? I can't wear these out of the store!"
"One second." The wife went over to Stephanie and asked "Stephanie,
is there any possibility we could slip out the back of the store.
My husband would like to wear his new shoes home."
Stephanie smiled and said "Sure. For a three pair customer, I'd do
just about anything."
My wife turnaround and said "See. Problem solved"
"Ok. Cool!" I said replacing my stunned look with a smile.
We both stepped over to the counter and finished checking out. I
graciously thanked Stephanie for her assistance and understanding.
As she directed us through the back of the store to the door she
said "Thanks for coming in tonight. It was a pleasure to assist
you and quite honestly it made my day."
She opened the door and we stepped out into a near empty parking
lot. We exchanged 'good nights' as she closed the door. I embraced
my wife and planted a big kiss on her mouth.
"You don't know how much I love you."
"Oh, I think I do" she said with a big smile. She paused a second
and then said "I have a small confession to make."
"You do?"
"Yes. I called the store earlier today and talked to Stephanie. I
explained what we wanted to do, asked her what she thought and was
she ok with it. If she was a no-go, I was going to call off
tonight's shopping because I wanted everything to go smoothly. I
was afraid if it didn't, you would never try again. Stephanie told
me that she would think about it and call me back later.
She called me not too long before we left the office. She said she
didn't have a problem with it, but she did ask that we come in late
so that she could close the store early if need be. I told her that
we had already planned to come late. I also told her how we would be
dressed so she could identify us. You're not mad are you?"
"No, why would I be mad? This has been one of the best nights of my
life."
"Well, I didn't tell you beforehand because I wanted to see if you
would really go through with it. You did with flying colors. It made
me so happy that you did it and it makes me so happy that you're
my husband. I love you."
I love you too. Let's go home"
I started across the parking lot and stopped after a couple of steps.
"What is it?" the wife asked.
"Oh, it's nothing" and started off again. It actually was something.
It was the sound of my heels as they clicked on the pavement. It
was a heavenly sound. The darkness of the parking lot concealed a
huge smile and a rather large erection.
We climbed into the car and headed home. Not too far from the mall,
the wife started slowly running her finger up-and-down my leg. She
steadily added fingers and then she was using her whole hand. You
can imagine what this did to my erection.
She stopped for a minute and said "Concentrate on driving, ok?"
"Ok"
"Don't say another word. Understood?"
"Ok"
Oh, me. She was up to something, but this was a good something.
She unbuttoned my shirt and proceeded ever-so-gently to circle one
finger around my right nipple. It was as hard as my erection. She
then thumped it a couple of times and repeated the circling motion.
She then squeezed it hard. I was about to explode in my pants.
At the next stop light she undid my belt and unfastened my pants.
She stopped a minute as I proceeded through the intersection, but
then she started rubbing the thong and thus my member. The thong
was doing a poor job covering my member which was becoming more and
more exposed. I could not take much more. It was a wonder we didn't
crash.
When I pulled into the driveway she stopped. I pushed the button
for the garage door, pulled the car in, cut the motor and pushed
the button again.
When the door was closed she said "Lean your seat back please."
I did as asked.
She then pulled my pants and thong down to my thighs fully exposing
my member. What followed was the best blow job I had ever had. It
didn't take long, but it was incredible. It's a wonder I didn't
drive my boots through the floor of the car. And it was a good
thing the garage door was closed, because I was screaming with
pleasure.
After I had recovered my composure I said "You are so incredible.
I love you so much."
"I love you too. Now come inside and introduce me again
Mr. Hitachi."
And that I did.
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