After a hard day and then a long evening partying, could Monica entertain her boss without having to take her tight new high heels off and admit to him that her feet were her? She certainly intended to try. He'd phoned her after she got back from the party and asked if he could come around for a coffee. Somehow she'd managed to squeeze her tired and swollen feet back into her high heels. She knew she looked good but oh how her poor feet were aching. She's already let him in and he's sitting in the living room whilst she is busy in the kitchen making him a coffee and a snack. Her boss can see h...

After a hard day and then a long evening partying, could Monica entertain her boss without having to take her tight new high heels off and admit to him that her feet were her? She certainly intended to try. He'd phoned her after she got back from the party and asked if he could come around for a coffee. Somehow she'd managed to squeeze her tired and swollen feet back into her high heels. She knew she looked good but oh how her poor feet were aching. She's already let him in and he's sitting in the living room whilst she is busy in the kitchen making him a coffee and a snack. Her boss can see her through the partly open door and enjoys the view of her sexy stockinged legs in her very high heels. Just the effect she hoped for. She moves across the kitchen, out of her bosses view and quietly sits down in a chair. She eases off one of her high heels and desperately tries to revive her aching foot. Once back in view of her boss she appears fine and continues preparing the coffee and snack. After a while she moves out of her bosses sight again and makes for the chair. Can she revive her feet enough to continue wearing her high heels? She's really struggling to ease her painful feet and then she has an idea Ouch! we hear her cry. Then she hobbles into view with one shoe on and the other in her hand. I stubbed my toe on the damned refrigerator. She explained. I need to sit down and rest my foot she tells him.