Office Foot Fetish [MF]

Setting the stage:

When I was 23 I took a role as an inside sales associate for a manufacturing company. This was my first role outside of a construction background.

A few months after getting settled into the role our administrative assistant was moved to our corporate office and we hired a new lady to fulfill this role. We’ll call her Sherri.

Sherri was a firecracker, she didn’t hold a word back. She was petite (5′-1″) and cute. Better looking than most women her age (52) and certainly more attractive than the other three ladies in the office. She was divorced and without children.

About a month after Sherri started we were in the break room before the office opened. She knelt down at the refrigerator to slide her tupperware into the bottom drawer. This was the first time I had seen a good glimpse of her feet. The heel of her small shoe (size 6) popped at the stress of the bend and the arch of Sherri’s soles exposed. We made small talk as I set the coffee to brew. Wanting to see more of Sherri’s feet, I used this water-cooler opportunity to compliment her shoes. They weren’t anything special, but I hoped my ulterior motive would pay off.