I returned to my office & shut the door behind me. I sat at my desk, still charged up over what had happened. I removed both of my shoes, thus exposing my tormented nylon soles & toes. Then I heard a knock on my door. I answered it by saying, "Come in." It was Joe! He asked if he could sit down as he had to talk to me as a matter of urgency. I of course said, "Yes." Joe started to ask how I was feeling. I said, "Ok."

He asked, "Do you have any sensations in your feet & legs?"

I quickly answered, "Yes." Then I added, "But this is not the place for a continuation of our previous encounter. Little did he know that my stockinged feet were aching for his attention.

He asked, "What now?"

I told him, "Meet me in my office at 7 p.m. later tonight. I have a full set of keys & we can discuss this matter further." He left my office looking in a very frustrated state indeed. Little did he know that I was just as frustrated. I quickly replaced my shoes & grabbed my coat. I needed to go out to get some things before the night's encounter. I went to town and ended up purchasing 3 pairs of reinforced heel & toe sheer stockings. One pair black, one pair tan and one pair red. The time passed really slowly.

That afternoon, Joe came into my office a couple of times with work that he had done for me. In one instance he made a point of dropping some papers by my desk just so that he could catch a glimpse of my feet. I didn't disapoint him. Just as he bent down, I swung my legs around, kicked off my shoes so that my feet were right under his face and he tried to touch them. I said, "You will have to wait until later on."

He left the office smiling & saying that he couldn't wait either, especially because of what he had in store for me.

To be continued ...