Amanda, the proprietor of my “favorite” boutique shop invited three of us to her home for a little get together. In addition to Amanda and me, Cheryl and woman named Ann were also invited. To be clear, I asked Amanda if I could bring Cheryl.

Cheryl and I arrived together bearing two bottles of wine. Amanda greeted us at the door, invited us in and took our coats. I was a bit shocked to see that Amanda was wearing a pair of black calf length boots with a 2 ½ inch heels and gold buckles on the side. On the drive to Amanda’s I told Cheryl that when we arrived we would be required to take off our shoes and spend the evening in our stocking feet. Cheryl smiled and said “I was hoping that would be the case as I know that always gets you stirred up a bit” I replied “you know me too well!”

Normally as Amanda was hanging up our coats Cheryl and I would have taken off our shoes, but seeing her in boots we just stood there awaiting an invitation from Amanda to follow here into the living room. After the coats were hung Amanda turned back and said” Robin would you and Cheryl still have your shoes on, please take them off, you know how I feel about shoes in my house.” “Of course, we will” I replied, “I was just surprised to see you wearing boots. I thought perhaps you relaxed the ‘no shoes’ rule for tonight.” She laughed, “And miss seeing you in stocking feet, never! These boots are from a designer that I am thinking of carrying and I wanted everyone’s opinion. I promise I will take them off after I get everyone’s opinion.” As she was talking Cheryl and I had taken off our shoes. Here is a picture of Cheryl and me. I am in the black dress…surprise surprise!

We followed Amanda into the kitchen while she opening the wine. As she was doing that the doorbell rang and she asked me to answer it adding, “Ann has not been here before so don’t forget to tell her that she has to take off her shoes” I padded to the door answered it and said “Hi, you must be Ann; I am Robin, nice to meet you. Please come in.” I asked for her coat and as she was slipping it off I said “You’ll have to take your shoes off as well, Amanda’s house rules. You can leave them next to mine and Cheryl’s” “Not a problem, I was going to ask if I should when I saw the shoes by the door and you in stocking feet,” she answered. Ann followed me into the kitchen was greeted by Amanda and introduced to Cheryl. Amanda poured us all a glass of wine and put out an array of hors d’oeurves. We all adjourned into the living room where I took this rather sexy picture of Ann.

While we were sipping our wine and nibbling on the hors d’oeurves Amanda told us about the designer whose boots she was wearing. She is an American woman in her late thirties who is seeking to market to professional woman between thirty five to fifty. Her footwear is a high quality and retails in the $250 to $400 price range. Most importantly while stylish they are also comfortable. Amanda has had these boots for a few weeks and has worn them to the store and was comfortable in them all day. Here is a picture of Amanda holding one of the boots while Cheryl was trying the other one on.

Laughing, Amanda said, “now that I have my shoes off like the rest of you, no more shop talk let’s just relax and enjoy ourselves.”

More wine was poured and drunk and before long we were on our third bottle. I was feeling quite sensuous. I was drinking red wine, I was told to take off my shoes, I told a woman I did not know to take hers off and I was spending the evening with three very comely women in stocking feet. My panties were more than damp.

During the evening I made foot contact with Ann and she responded. I was aroused. She had very sexy feet and I wanted them to satisfy me. As time went on the lights were dimmed and we were all sitting lolling on the floor. Cheryl and I began kissing and Ann was massaging my feet. Cheryl had one foot on Amanda’s thigh and Amanda had her hand under Ann’s dress while mine was under Cheryl’s. At last Amanda utter the words I was hoping for, “It will be a lot more comfortable in my bed than here on the floor. Shall we ladies?” There were three moans in unison and we headed off to Amanda’s bedroom. Entering the bedroom Amanda announced, “As I have a no shoes rule for the house, I have a no clothes rule, other than stockings for lying in my bed!” Needing no further encouragement we all removed our dresses, bras and panties and climbed into Amanda’s bed. I whispered in Ann’s ear, “I love your sexy feet will you use them to make me climax?” Smiling she said “certainly”

In a matter of seconds we all assumed positions to gratify our sexual needs and appetites. Ann was stimulating me with her toes, Amanda was sitting on my face so my tongue could dart in and out of her vagina and my teeth nipple her clitoris. Cheryl was playing tongue games with Ann and her fingers were plying her vagina. Amanda was using a dildo on Cheryl. This entanglement of bodies did their best to satisfy each other time and again. Positions were switched so that everyone had a taste of everyone else.

After an hour of this group sex, Amanda got up went to her closet and returned with two, two headed dildos and suggested that we pair off and truly satisfy our inner most desires. We all were eager. Ann and I lay facing each other and inserted the toys deep into our vaginas. Our legs were rubbing together, our fingers massaged our clitorises and we licked each other’s nipples. While we were gratifying each other Cheryl and Amanda were doing likewise. Watching and hearing Cheryl being satisfied by another woman I reached a sexual passion that was climatic. Then Amanda and I had our time together. Again I reached multiple organisms spurred on my Cheryl’s moaning as she lay with Ann. Finally, Cheryl and I were together. Our bodies moved as one as we drove the dildo deep into our vaginas. Our juices flowed like a faucet turned fully on. We moaned and the moans became louder with each thrust of the dildo until they reach a crescendo as we both achieved a simultaneous climax. It was truly a night of unbridled passion.