I was downtown for the first time in ages with a friend who was visiting from out of state when I first met Amanda. We were in a club catching up when I saw Amanda come up to the bar. I saw her order something, then turned to me how she was too old for this but her friend had dragged her out. I told her I was in the same boat, but we gotta go outside our comfort zones sometime. She smiled and with a "Yep!" went back on the dance floor. As she was walking away, I noticed her outfit, and saw her huge mary janes. My mind starting racing for a second when my friend got my attention again. I di...

I was downtown for the first time in ages with a friend who was visiting from out of state when I first met Amanda. We were in a club catching up when I saw Amanda come up to the bar. I saw her order something, then turned to me how she was too old for this but her friend had dragged her out. I told her I was in the same boat, but we gotta go outside our comfort zones sometime. She smiled and with a "Yep!" went back on the dance floor. As she was walking away, I noticed her outfit, and saw her huge mary janes. My mind starting racing for a second when my friend got my attention again. I didn't think much of it again through the night. An hour or so late, I saw her at the bar again, and she waved me down as she walked up.

"You gonna dance, or just taking the day to relax?" I told her I was just there with an old friend and was going to leave soon. She asked me "if you're just trying to get away from work, then you need a new job!" I was a little out of it so I told her what I did for a living, and she immediately sat next to me. She grabbed my phone and put her number in it, and told me "I want to try something out of my comfort zone sometimes, too." She smiled and that was the last time I saw her that night. A few days later, I sent her a text and asked if she was still interested in it. She immediately texted back, saying that she thought I had forgotten about her and was ready to come by. I mentioned her shoes from that night in the conversation and she said she'd make sure to wear them again when she came by.

She showed up that night with the same shoes, and she told me she read that sometimes guys like when girls don't wear socks... so she didn't. They smelled, felt, and tasted amazing. After a while I lay back and she drops her heels into my mouth as I worship them as long as she'll let me. Then I get up and she shoves her feet in the camera. She asks for advice as she curls and spreads them and I tell her she's doing perfect.