The Invitation
By Slipperlover
I must tell you the experience that I had at the home of the maidthat works in the same office as I. One
of this days I went at her home. She invited to see her drawings
(she loves to draw and does it
beautifully), and me, expecting to see her wearing the slippers
she told me once, and see some dip-show,
as always she do, I said "yes!" On that day she was wearing a
pair of high-heeled clogs, with two crossed
straps and thin heels with platforms. I love the kind. So, I went
her home. When I rang the bell, I heard
through the door her steps, in a fairly loud slap, slap sound. I
was already teased just with the thought of
that vision. She asked, I answered. She opened the door, with a
large and gentle smile in her face.
- Oh, come in, I was expecting you!
I heard the heel of a slipper clack on the floor as she steped
back to let me in. She was wearing a pair of
white high-heeled feathered slippers, with peep-toes. I was
feeling that it would be a good moment. She
invited me to her living-room and we sat down. As we were
chatting she took all the time crossing her
legs and dangling the slippers in the air. While they were
dangling there, she relaxed her toes so that the
satin covered heel of the slipper fell away from her foot,
sometimes when it was fallen down all the way,
she then pointed her toes so that the heel of the slipper snaps
back onto her heel, making a slapping
sound. She was making this all the time. Sometimes she did it
fast, so the slipper was making loud sounds
and I was so horny about this. Sometimes, while she was talking,
I took a look at her feet, seeing her
slippers dangling and slapping. She noticed and told me:
- Do you like my slippers? This are the ones that I told you
about, once.
- They are lovely, just made for you. They must be so soft,
aren't they?
- Yes, just touch them - she said, opening the inside of the
slipper with her toes. I couldn't belive it! I was
caressing the inside of her slipper. I caressed the sole of her
foot and let my hand there, making caresses
to her foot.
- They are so soft. And your feet too.
She smiled and restart the chat. While I was talking too, and
seeing her nice drawings, I was with my
hand in her foot, feeling her sole, and the slipper didn't stop
of dangling, dangling. Then I put my fingers
on her soft fluffy feathers and open-toe and caressed her toe
nails, red as always. The slipper was
dangling in the tip of the toes, so I had to put my fingers
inside. Oh, it was so good feeling her toes
moving up and down, making her slipper dangling and dangling and
dangling. I was so hot! In that
moment I heard the entrance door open and close, and a slapping
sound of clogs.
- Oh, you're going to meet my daugther - she said, looking at the
door and calling her.
In a few seconds I heard again that wonderful slapping sound
coming in, and a little girl, about 10 years
old, steped at the living-room's door and I heard clearly the
sound of clogs falling from her feet.
- Hello - she said.
The little girl seamed to be shy, but her feet surely didn't. As
she walked by the living-room to meet me,
the heels of the clogs made a loud sound and then we introduced
ourselfs. I took a glimpse at her feet.
What a dear girl, she was wearing a pair of white open-toe clogs
and dipping on them all the time. While
me and her mother were talking she was all the time making crazy
things with her cute clogs. She didn't
stop a second and has the most beautiful feet that I ever seen.
She dipped fast and resteless like her
mother, but even more crazy. A thing that she do is put the tip
of a clog inside the other clog while she is
lifting her heel and then dip in and out of the clog. Other thing
is drag the clogs with the tip of the toes and
make them going round and around on the floor! I was a lot of
time hearing and seeing that dipping and
dangling, and it was a little difficult to me hide that I was so
horny about the mother's slippers and the
girl's clogs. Well, with this show you must guess how I was when
I came home. I wish that I could enjoy
with those little clogs like I did with her mother's slippers.
And I wish I could back soon at their home to
enjoy again.
It was a delightful moment.
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