1. Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 1


    Date: 3/14/2024, Categories: Swingers, Author: JdRobbins 

    ... smiled and replied, "Julie says you can help me with some sexy high heels."

He grinned happily, knowing that his friend had sent some business in his direction before; he said, "I sure can."

"Come on in and have a seat. Let's check your size," Mark suggested.

As I sat down, he asked, "What's the highest heel you've ever worn?"

"Never measured them, but about the height of those over there," I replied, pointing toward a pair of white pumps on a display table across from where I sat.

Mark continued his questions, asking, "Will you be dancing or just looking hot and sexy?"

I doubted there is much dancing at a swinger party, so I answered, "I suspect I'll just be lookin' hot and sexy." Using his exact phrase to describe what I'll be doing.

As we talked, Mark had already slipped my pump off and measured my foot. "You're a perfect size five. Did you think about the color?" He asked.

"Nothing sexier than black," I answered.

"Couldn't agree more," he said with a broad grin on his lips.

"Give me a minute," Mark said.

He rose from his fitting stool and scurried into the stockroom. I thought to myself, what is it about ladies' shoe salesmen that makes them so appealing? It has to have something to do with the position they are in while waiting on you.

Mark returned with a stack of shoeboxes, and as he sat down in front of me, he said, "We'll start with ultra-high and work our way down until you feel comfortable walking in them.

He opened the first ...
    ... box, which was wider than all the others, and I could instantly see why. It contained a pair of black leather stilettos with at least a six-inch heels. I could see myself falling off these as I tried to walk, but I knew they would provide the best fuck me handles of all the rest.

"These will take some practice to walk in," he said as he slipped the sexy shoes onto my feet.

I stood up and almost fell into him. "I think we'll need to drop down an inch or two," I said without even trying to walk to the angled mirror at the end of the row of chairs.

He removed the fuck me stilettos and slipped them back into the box. "Let's try these," he said as he flipped the lid off the second pair.

This box contained a very sexy pair of shoes with about a four-inch heel that featured an ankle strap. As he lifted them from the box, I noticed that the soles were a bright red color, a feature that I knew would attract lustful stares from all the men attending the party.

He carefully sipped my feet into the heels and then slowly attached the strap around my ankle, his fingers lingering just a little longer than necessary.

I stood up and slowly walked to the mirror, twisting my feet to get a good look at them from both sides and behind. The red soles would undoubtedly entice the look when I sat down and crossed my shapely legs.

As I walked back toward him, Mark said, "I have the same style with a five-inch heel if you're feeling more adventurous."

I knew another inch would ...
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