The Transformation of my Secretary, Part 3
(Posted on Sunday, May 27, 2001)
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Karen would come in every day wearing her Berks and carrying her canvas flats with her. Eventually she started wearing leather flats, which I love. She'd bring those with her in a bag. One day I asked her why she carried her shoes in with her every day, especially since she only wears them in the office to hide her feet from me so her husband doesn't get jealous.

She said, "You know, you are right. I guess I can leave them at my desk." My heart skipped a beat. Apparently her husband has a foot fetish, but not a shoe fetish. Otherwise she would know what I planned to do with those shoes while she was gone.

One weekend I took her shoes to the shoe maker and told him to cut a section of the shoe so that I could hopefully see some toe clevage and Karen wouldn't notice it if it was a slight cut. Luckily for me, she didn't notice.  So each week, I had them cut down a little more so that Karen's toes would show more and more. Thank God she didn't really notice, though one day she thought her shoes felt different, but dismissed it.

Meanwhile I think Karen knew of my foot fetish, but loved teasing me when talking about her husband's foot fetish. Little did she know that I was gazing at her feet while jerking off as she talked over the intercom. I began to secretly record her foot talk and soon realized that I could take pictures of her feet while she played with her shoes. Now I had pictures of her feet and her voice talking about her feet. Now I could really enjoy her shoes while I looked at pictures of her feet and heard her words talking about her feet. I love to do this, and though it is a long story for another time, I will tell you how it came about that I just love to have a picture of the woman's foot whose shoes I am fucking. I love hearing her talk about her feet while I am fucking her shoes and looking at pictures of her feet at the same time. It just gives me explosive orgasms.

Each week it seemed that Karen was discovering the sensuality of her feet more and more, probably through the encouragement of her husband. She told me one day that her husband bought her a couple of toe rings, one for each foot. Kiddingly I asked if I could see them as I was looking right at them. She said that I would just have to imagine them as her husband is the only one who can see her feet, but that she would get an ankle bracelet to wear in the office just for me.

Oh, if she only knew that I was fucking her shoes as I looked at pictures of her bare feet as I
listened to her voice while she talked about her husband's foot fetish. Oh, if she only knew that after every work day of wearing her sexy leather flats fresh with her foot smell, how I would sniff one shoe and insert my cock into the other show while filling it with cum. Just the sight of her the next day wearing the shoes that I had come in, along with seeing her nice toe clevage made me want to cum again and again. I couldn't never wait to go down to the lab for the foot show.

Then she told me, "I thought you'd like to know that I bought some leather thongs to wear for my husband. He was starting to kid me about the Berks."

Thongs are my favorite!

Now I am in heaven getting all the shoe foot sex that I want. Life is sweet,