WAITING ROOM ENCOUNTER

Some guys just get lucky. What are the chances of meeting me in a doctor's waiting room? Well, they are pretty good if you buy this clip. As I enter the waiting room, I notice that there is only one other person there. The very handsome man watching me walk in is YOU. We cordially greet each other and then I notice that you are staring at my feet and my high heeled shoes. I tell you when I notice your interest in my shoes and you admit that you have an over powering shoe fetish. Specifically a stiletto pump fetish. For claiming to be shy, you seem pretty ou...

WAITING ROOM ENCOUNTER

Some guys just get lucky. What are the chances of meeting me in a doctor's waiting room? Well, they are pretty good if you buy this clip. As I enter the waiting room, I notice that there is only one other person there. The very handsome man watching me walk in is YOU. We cordially greet each other and then I notice that you are staring at my feet and my high heeled shoes. I tell you when I notice your interest in my shoes and you admit that you have an over powering shoe fetish. Specifically a stiletto pump fetish. For claiming to be shy, you seem pretty outgoing when it comes to your fetish. And I let you know that I appreciate your openness and candor. There is not enough time in life to play games. We get really comfortable with each other and enter into a conversation about your love of high heeled shoes.

You get right to the point and start talking about how you love to sniff ladies pumps. Your eyes rarely leave my shoes. Is it the pointy toes, the stiletto heels, or my ample toe cleavage that have you mesmerized? It seems to be the entire package. As our conversation continues, you ask if you can smell my sexy, pointy toed, stilettos. I remark that I may be embarrassed because my shoes will probably stink since I have had the pumps on all day and my feet have been sweating in them. You assure me that I needn't be embarrassed because any foot odor adds to a satisfying experience. With a little insistence from you, I remove my shoe and hold it up to your nose so you can consume my foot odor until you are satisfied. You take in deep breaths of the pungent odor. You seem to be tasting the smells of my inner shoe. Of course, I also show you the well worn soles and spike heels by holding them close enough to your face so that you can smell the rich, warm leather. After your examination of my beautiful shoes, I eventually hold both of my bare feet up to your face for you to inhale my foot fragrance. You must have enjoyed it because you ask for my number in order that you can ask me out on a date. As the doctor's nurse calls you into the office, we part ways by talking about the date we will be enjoying very soon.