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On Saturdays I like to go to the city to shop for all the essentials; specifically shoes. Christen Louboutin black patent leather pumps to be precise. Truth be told, I love to get pumped while wearing these pumps. It’s just so sexy to me and heightens my orgasms. I believe every woman deserve heightened, intense orgasms, especially me. Shopping is an activity that I enjoy, I love to dress up sexy and strut from store to store. While doing this, I notice that I receive more than my share of attention from men of all ages. Recently, I began noticing younger women checking me out too, in the same way I would expect a man to do. Looking me over from head to toe, and not even slightly embarrassed when they get caught. Usually, they say something nice to me, like “Hello Sexy”, “Hi Hot Stuff” or “Hello Sweet Cheeks.” Initially, it would either shock or startle me, but now I just roll with it. It’s flattering. As they say if you got it flaunt it and deal with the consequences. My name is Charlotte, I am 5”6 ”, thirty five, long dark shoulder length hair, brown eyes, 34b, long athletic legs from playing tennis 4-5 days a week at the club, and a tight ass that drives men crazy. I enjoy dancing, cycling and working out with my trainer at the gym. My husband considers me the most stunning woman he has ever seen, but he’s biased or trying to get laid. Today I am wearing a black satin pencil shirt that shows off my ass, a cream silk blouse, sheer black push up bra, garter belt with silk stockings, a sheer black gstring, and a pair of Jimmy Choo taupe pumps. I feel confident, powerful, sexy, and in control. I walk purposely to Neiman Marcus, my shoe store of choice. Great selection and the sales people provide the best service. I walk through the endless displays of shoes, picking shoes up to admire, while trying to decide if the style suits mine. Suddenly I hear a small voice. “May I help you find something ma’am?” She says. I turn to find the voice and notice it’s a young woman. She is standing very close to me. Her proximity sends a shiver right through my body. I feel excited and I am not sure why. This young girl has a great aura to her. She is standing there staring at me as though I am the only woman in the world. I feel both flattered and aroused and she has barely spoken to me. Her sexual energy envelops me and I think, “This could be fun.” She is a brunette with beautiful doe-like brown eyes, about 5’7”, Maltepe Escort 115 pounds. She has a sexy figure underneath her work attire, a light grey suit coat covering some amble breast that are tucked under a plain white blouse. Her skirt fits snugly across a tight little ass, an ass that I have a sudden urge to spank! I say, “Hello Emily, how are you today?” With a shocked appearance across her face, she says, “Hello. Do I know you?” I reply, “Not yet my dear but there is a possibility we may get to know each other very well.” She stammers, “But how do you know my name?” Smiling broadly, I reply, “I can read my dear. Isn’t that why they make you wear name tags?” Slightly embarrassed Emily responds, “yes Ma’am.” Slightly annoyed by the Ma’am reference I say, “No more with the Ma’am. My name is Charlotte. And I want to try these shoes on in a size 7. Emily says, “I will get them for you. It’ll just take me a minute, Mam…Ms. Charlotte.” I smile, and say, “I’ll be sitting here waiting dear” Emily returns with a few boxes and kneels on one knee at my feet. I am enjoying this treatment. She helps me remove my shoes and her hand lingers a little too long on my foot. She seems nervous or excited, I cannot decide which. She is rubbing my black stocking pretending to smooth them out before sliding on the new shoe for me to try. Emily is almost caressing my feet, and she is definitely getting aroused. Her face is flushed and I see her nipples tighten. My pulse is elevated and I decide to lift my leg just high enough to let her see up my skirt. She stares up at my black sheer gstring and my little tuft of hair. I watch as Emily involuntarily licks her red lips. I feel my pussy tingle. After Emily plays with my feet for ten minutes, I finally have the new pumps on both feet and decide to take them for a test ride. I strut, back and forth, posing at every mirror. I can actually feel her eyes burning a hole in my ass, legs and feet. She is definitely aroused and so am I. Emily is sitting on one of those stools that shoe sales people use to help you put on the shoes. She’s starring longingly in my direction. I walk straight to where she is sitting and turn gracefully; her face is the same level as my ass. I bent over to fix the strap on my shoe moving my ass just inches from her face, I heard her let out a sigh. Standing back up I pretend to lose my balance and fall back Maltepe Escort Bayan towards Emily. She raises her hands quickly and places them against my ass cheeks to help me regain my balance. I am standing straight up on my own; her hands still on my backside….it feels like several minutes have gone by. So I address her by name and say, “Emily please remove both of your hands from my derriere now!” Turning beet red and embarrassed, Emily replies, “Please forgive me Ms. Charlotte. I was lost in the moment and I am really sorry. Please forgive me.” Her body language was interesting; eyes down, appearing very small and fragile, a very submissive posture. I have had many subordinates in my life, but never a young female. This could get interesting. I reply, “You’re forgiven. Now please get up and fetch me another pair of shoes, I’d like to try the red ones.” She jumps to her feet and walks swiftly to the back room. I notice what a tight little body she has hidden under her work suit. When she returns, I am seated right in from of her stool, she sits in front of me straddling the stool. Her skirt moved higher up her legs, giving me a good view of her white panties. I say, “Emily take these shoes off my feet and help me with the red ones.” She replies, “Yes Ms. Charlotte.” I decide to be a little more aggressive with her but issuing commands instead of requests. Speaking more sternly, I say “My right foot has a little cramp, massage it for me.” Emily complies. With an excited look in her eyes and a smile on her face, Emily works both hands on my right foot softly caressing my entire foot; from my ankles to my toes. She lifts my leg higher, my foot is close to her face and my wet pussy exposed to her staring eyes. I am damp and starting to enjoy this as much as she. I move my foot and press it against her face; she sighs heavily and rubs my foot all over her face. It feels so fucking good, my nipples are poking through my blouse and I notice how parched I have become. I address her and say, “Suck my toes now!” Emily complies with my request. My right toes are being literally washed in her hot mouth and it feel like heaven. I enjoy her tongue lashing, but mostly I love the feeling of control I am exerting over my new little toy. I raise my left foot and place it on the stood where she’s sitting, my foot is inches from your pantyhose clad pussy. I can literally Escort Maltepe feel the heat coming from her love hole. I speak as I look her directly in the eyes, “Slide forward my dear, and get a little closer to me now.” She does as she is told. I like that. Her pussy is touching my left foot. She’s very wet and I am sure her juices are covering my stocking toes. Emily is riding my left foot really hard, she’s trying desperately to get my big toe into her hot little hole. I finally speak up and break her trance. “Emily”, I say, “Let’s switch feet so you can massage my left foot.” I change my foot position; right foot goes between her legs and my left foot close to her face. I can see her wet cum all over my toes… I tell her, “Be a darling and lick your juices off my toes.” She replies, “Yes Ms. Charlotte, as you wish.” Emily is clearly enjoying herself as she licks her own juices off my toes. She is making love to my foot, a look of pure pleasure on her face. Although, I am enjoying the sensation and am quite content to let this continue it will need to be at another place and time. I decide to push the envelope and see how obedient my future pet will respond to my requests. My words break her trance, “Emily. Emily!” Startled she stops licking my toes and stares doe eyed at me waiting for me to speak. I keep her waiting for several moments to test if she dare break the silence. Emily remains quiet. This is a very good sign. I prefer that she speaks only when spoken to. I say, “Emily, go into the back room and remove your blazer and bra, then put your blouse back on and choose a pair of red stilettos. Hurry now, off you go.” She stands and walks off to the back room. Suddenly she is back, much quicker than I would have expected. She stands in front of me separated only be inches. She has removed her jacket and her bra. Her tits looked delicious! Nice round aureolas and hard nipples pointing to the sky. She choses a pair of Louboutin heels, similar to the ones I had on. They make her legs look so long and beautiful. I reach out and stroke her thigh all the way up and under her skirt. Emily let out a big sigh! I speak, “Strike a few poses for me. Pretend you are modeling just for me.” She does as she is told. She looked incredible. “Now, walk for me, down and back, heel to toe. Go on!” Her ass swayed under her skirt, mesmerizing to watch, except for the fumbles here and there. Not too bad. “My dear you need to practice walking in those heels, it is dreadful how you move. You are not crushing grapes. You need to learn how to glide and strut.” Keeping her Eyes down, Emily responds, “Yes Ms. Charlotte. But…but.” I ask, “Yes, what is it?” She replies, “But I don’t have any shoes with this high of a heel.
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