Any thought of reprimanding Michelle shriveled up and died when her other shoe came off. Just one of her dainty bare feet left you a jabbering wreck. But both? It was two feet too much for you to handle.
"That feels so much better." She says, scrunching her toes for emphasis. Her face lights up in amusement as she watches you be completely ensnared by her display. "So, James. Now that we have this little shoe problem settled, let's go back to that private email address."
You could only nod dumbly in response, barely even registering anything she said. Your eyes were locked on as she spread her tantalizing toes. It was all you could do to keep from drooling as she began using her big toe to trace the arch of her other foot.
"You can rub them if you want."
Your eyes snap to her face as you register what she just said. It must have been a comical sight, because Michelle broke into a fit of giggles. No longer being directly hypnotized by her feet, a part of your mind reminds you that you can't indulge your foot fetish and you should be showing her the ropes, teaching her how to work here!
Unfortunately, in your dazed state, you only manage to get out "Can't...work..."
"My god, your right!" Michelle exclaims in mock surprise. "It would just be way too difficult to do my work while you rubbed my feet." She began tapping her toes against the floor as she brought a hand to her chin in thought.
Like a fool, you willingly lunged into her trap; watching as her feet danced and played on the office floor as she swiveled in her chair.
"Here's the deal." Michelle abruptly stopped her show to caress your leg with one of her feet, sending a shutter of pleasure through your whole body. "Since I'd be doing you such a huge favor by letting you massage my feet, why don't you help me out by doing all of my work for me."
If you could have seen her face, you would have noticed the condescending sneer on Michelle's face, despite her sweet words. Unfortunately, you couldn't look away from her pretty little feet, completely enthralled by the thought of actually getting to hold them in your hands.
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