1. Yet Another Company of Women


    Date: 1/8/2016, Categories: BDSM Author: Femdomforfun 

    ... running to meetings, and you think my feet won't stink? Am I supposed to feel guilty about that?&#034 &#034No. Not at all. I'm sorry.&#034 &#034You're lucky then I don't expect you to give me a foot rub,&#034 she said, her anger dissolving into a few chuckles. The thought of rubbing her feet made him even more nauseous. He always hated feet, even on beautiful women. It was usually easy to ignore them, but the way she flexed her size 9 feet and wiggled her toes made them difficult to ignore. &#034I've had assistants who'd happily rub my feet, but I'm not expecting it, though I won't refuse a nice foot rub if you offer me one. It would be really awesome if you did, but again I'm not expecting it. Though it's a nice gesture and a good way to start our professional relationship.&#034 Alexa grinned, as if she took pleasure in his discomfort. But he couldn't get the thought of her feet out of his head. &#034But you have too much of an issue with foot odor to offer,&#034 she noted with a snort. &#034I don't,&#034 he answered before realizing it would have been better to have said nothing. &#034And will you offer a lady a nice, relaxing foot massage?&#034 she asked. How could she even think it appropriate to ask him? She called it professional but what was professional about insisting on such a thing? &#034That's what I thought,&#034 she added after a moment of silence, crossing her feet again. &#034You've got a complex about foot odor.&#034 Kyle didn't know whether to agree or ...
    ... deny it. &#034Just my luck. First guy to work here in ages and he's got an issue with stinky feet, like I'm supposed to have toes that smell like roses with the long hours I put in. So just when I need a root rub the most, it'll be too much for you to handle some natural end of the day foot odor.&#034 Alexa shook her head dismissively before turning to the job discussion. It was a relief to talk about business. The meeting ended amicably enough, although she never put her shoes back on and seemed to enjoy sustaining the meeting as long as possible. Although Alexa had a penchant for forms and deadlines, Kyle felt confidant he was prepared. The next day, no one was more surprised than he to discover he'd failed to submit some update forms, although there wasn't much to report yet for his accounts. Alexa sounded furious over the intercom, insisting he hurry to her office. &#034Sit down,&#034 she said imperiously as he approached her desk. He sat. &#034There wasn't much for you to remember, Kyle, but you still couldn't do it,&#034 she began. &#034I don't any of that in my notes,&#034 he answered, flipping through his pad of paper. &#034It's all on the form list. Suffice it to say I'm more than bit disappointed.&#034 She grinned as she leaned back, hoisting her legs onto the desk before using her feet to pry off her pumps. The stink was even more pungent than before, the undertone of sharp cheddar more unmistakable. And the nylon soles looked filthy. &#034Luckily for you,&#034 she ...
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