Anna, Margo & Vicki | black high heels office story

I am currently working in the Research and Development section of a large firm. I work closely with three women in the marketing department and I spend a great deal of my time gathering information for these ladies to use for a variety of projects.

Anna, Margo and Vicki are all attractive women in their mid to late thirties. I love my job because all three are avid dippers and danglers. Of the three Vicki is the most consistent practitioner of shoe play. Any time I go into her office I can rest assured that I will be treated to a show. Vicki is constantly dipping in and out of her pumps and it is not uncommon for her to remove her shoes altogether while she is in her office. On occasion I am lucky enough to attend meetings with all three women and it is a virtual guarantee shoes will be hitting the carpet so I have learned to sit strategically so I don't miss a thing. Yes life is good but it just got a whole lot better. Let me tell you how.

After my first year with the firm, I had developed an intense crush on our receptionist Debi. Debi is a drop dead gorgeous blonde with brown eyes and stunning features. She has a great personality and a smile that lights up the whole office. Debi is a conservative but very sharp dresser. She wears form fitting sweaters and tops that are professional but flattering and skirts of varying lengths. Some are just above the knee while others are down to about mid calve. The longer skirts all have a slit up the back to about the knee so her shapely calves pop out of the skirt as she walks away. Debi also wears dress pants that show off her tiny waist and cute touche. She has an extensive collection of shoes including pumps, flats and some with the trendy chunky heel. The only downside is she is not into shoe play at all. Every time I passed her desk I would sneak a glance and find her shoes firmly on her pretty little feet. I was disappointed but with all her other qualities I was still hooked. I found myself laying awake at night trying to think of something clever to say to make her laugh. (The girl has a great laugh). I had pretty much given up on catching her in any type of shoe play and then out of the blue came the day that changed everything.

I had spent the morning putting some things together for a meeting Vicki and Anna would be attending that afternoon. I expected them back at the office at about 12:30 but they did not arrive until 12:45 with a slight problem. It seemed Vicki broke a heel at lunch and her shoe was in need of a repair or she would be unable to wear it to the meeting. We attempted a temporary repair but the shoe was beyond anything we could do at the office.

I was beginning to think that this was going to be her best show yet but Vicki was checking with the other women on the floor to see if anyone had a spare pair of shoes to go with her black skirt and tan RT hose. She was not having much luck when Debi returned from lunch.

Debi was wearing a long black skirt, with the ever present slit up the back, black tights and a great pair of black pumps. We called her over and explained Vicki's problem and Debi asked her what size she was. Vicki was a size 7 so Debi said, "Well here, try these." My heart skipped a beat as Debi kicked off her right shoe and slid it over for Vicki to try. Vicki stepped into the shoe and said, "Oh Debi they're perfect. Can I borrow them? I promise I'll bring them back right after the meeting."

Debi was laughing as she took off the other shoe and pushed it over to Vicki saying, "Well you can't go like that so sure no problem.

Debi returned to her desk and did her best to stay put for the afternoon. Of course I did my best to keep her up and moving and when that wasn't working, I spent the afternoon making up excuses to walk past her desk.

I stayed an extra half hour after work waiting for Vicki and Anna to return from the meeting, as there was no way I was missing the exchange. Finally I heard Debi on the phone saying, "No that's alright, not much you can do about it. No Vicki its ok I'll think of something really you don't have to worry about a thing."

When she got off the phone she looked a little concerned so I asked her "What's up?"

Debi told me she had just spoken to Vicki and the meeting would likely run until 6:00 or 6:30 meaning she had no shoes to wear home. Debi was thinking of taking a cab but it would be very expensive so I told her I would take the train with her. She was reluctant to take the train without shoes so I told her I would cover her like the secret service and block everyone's view of her bare feet. I touched two fingers to my ear and started reciting bogus secret service codes into my lapel. Debi was laughing and she gently slapped my arm and said, "C'mon its not funny. What am I going to do?"

I said, "Just come on the train with me and think of all the joy you will be bringing to all the foot fans out there."

Debi was shaking her head and laughing really hard and then she said, "Ok hurry up before I change my mind."

My heart almost stopped. She was going to do it! Debi was about to be very public without shoes. I walked her out to the elevator and we rode down to the concourse level with three other passengers. Nobody seemed to notice her lack of shoes but Debi was still very nervous. We took the pedway system to the train platform and as we made our way through the downtown crowds, I tried to engage Debi in conversation but she kept coming back to how embarrassing this whole thing was.

We boarded the train and began the twenty minute trip to Debi's apartment. The trains have compartment style seating so we sat facing each other. Debi crossed her legs right over left and her right foot was bouncing just inches from my left knee. Her black tights looked so silky and soft and I just wanted to cup her heel in my hand and massage those toes.

There were a couple of women sitting with us that noticed Debi had no shoes on so she explained her dilemma and that appeared to relax her. They were all laughing and offering their sympathy and Debi started to feel much better.

I walked her to her apartment and thanked her for the thrill. I told her there was nothing on earth more exciting than a cute girl without shoes. Debi thought I was kidding and she was laughing really hard. We said goodnight and she went inside the building wiping her eyes, which had teared up from laughing. I went back to the train and made my way home knowing I would not be able to sleep.

For the next couple of weeks it became a standing joke between us. Debi would walk by my desk and take her shoes off and I would grab for my chest and listen to her cute little giggle as she continued on. She obviously had no idea I was serious and that's what made it so funny for me.

One day we were all sitting around talking about movies and Debi said she really wanted to see the new Mel Gibson movie "What Women Want". I suggested we go and Debi surprised me and accepted my invitation.

I picked her up at her place and she looked great. She was wearing a short black leather jacket, black jeans and shoes with the big heel. As we were walking toward the theater, Debi was saying, "This should be really good."

I told her "Well as good as it can be when you're wearing shoes."

She laughed really hard and said "Oh I'm sorry I forgot." My heart was in my throat as she stopped right there and pulled her shoes off. Then she handed them to me and walked into the lobby in her black RT hose. I followed her shaking with excitement and promising myself to do what ever it takes not to let this one get away. I would love to tell you how the movie was but I honestly don't remember.