Shoe Shopping

Sorry no blog yesterday, I was just too busy with family and stuff like that. I managed to have a nice orgasm in the morning but that was it until today, but I do plan to make up for it.

We went shoe shopping, as I mentioned in my last post Robert wanted me to wear a short black skirt but I suggested a lime green short skirt and blackberry cardigan and purple bra, I think I would have looked more like I was going into the office rather than shopping if I had worn the black.

Once I had prepared myself I was so turned on it was untrue, no knickers was going to be a challenge as I was convince I was going to dribble right down my legs, Robert pleaded with me to wear my Chinese balls but there was no way I could of worn them without my trusty knickers to soak up my juices. In private I wouldn't have cared less but out in public that's a different story.

I packed some tissues in my handbag just in case I needed to wipe my vagina, had I needed to clean myself up I would of come on the spot, any friction when I am that aroused would have resulted in a very public orgasm.

Once we had parked the car in the center of town I was ready to begin my challenge.

Shoe shop number one was a small but trendy outlet, you know the type, fancy lighting, bright glamorous paintings and high prices to compensate. I hadn't planned on buying anything so it didn't really matter, the most important thing was to give my newly trimmed aching vagina some much needed public exposure.

We checked out a couple of really lovely 4" heels, red of coarse. The sort that makes anyone over 25 look a complete tart. Robert has always called me the perfect MILF, but as we don't have any children and don't intend on having any, I find that a little hard to believe that little old me could possibly be a MILF. I will take it as a compliment. Me a MILF oh please!!

A pretty woman of about 30 offered to get the other shoes from out the back, and she disappeared for what seemed like an age, I was so nervous and really didn't think I could go through with what I was about to do. She returned with the boxes in her hands and told me to sit on one of the fancy leather sofas opposite a huge polished wall mirror. I dutifully sat down and she plonked herself on the floor right in from for me. What happened next sort of happened in slow motion.


I am not sure if she could see that I wasn't wearing any underwear, as I removed my own shoes I suddenly was very aware that I was naked from my toes right up to my waist all except for a loose piece of cotton material that was acting as a very poor excuse for a skirt. I had an overwhelming feeling that I must keep my knees together to stop the humiliation of not just the girl seeing my naked vagina, but also the whole shop from seeing that I was knickerless and most certainly making a mess between my legs.

She took my left foot in her hand and slipped the shoe perfectly on, it felt quite tight but I wasn't really concentrating on that as I was convinced she would scream if she caught a glimpse of my pussy. Then what would happen, would we be thrown out the shop in disgrace or even worse arrested! She asked me how the shoe felt and then took my other foot and confidently pushed it on with a single forceful thrust.

That one single thrust caused my legs to open more that I had hoped. In the mirror opposite I could clearly see my own nakedness, if I could see, she as sure could, if see did catch a glance she didn't bat an eyelid. I stood up and walked over to the mirror and asked Robert what he thought. He smiled and said he thought they were perfect. I don't think he was sure if the woman had caught a glimpse either but I could plainly see he was just as aroused as me. Maybe HE would get arrested for having an erection in the shop.

I sat back down on the sofa and Mandy, I saw her name tag, removed the shoes, I felt her painted nails scratch the sides if each foot as she pulled them off sending an exquisite electric shock straight threw my now gaping vagina. If I had been alone with her I would of masturbated right there in front of her, Robert helping her rip all my clothes off so she could admire my nakedness and venerability, so she could marvel at how she had made my cunt spasm and pout uncontrollably right there in front of her. She would use her dirty shoe horn on my pussy to open me up and expose my inner beauty, I have never been into spanking but she could use that shoe horn to spank my slutty vagina to orgasm over and over again.

Mandy seemed completely unaware of the affect she had just had on me, just the touch of her fingers on my feet has made me realise that I have to try what Robert has always wanted me to try in real life.

We have always fantasied about me having other lovers, men or women to help me get rid of that itch I constantly feel deep within me. For me it would be only sex, I love Robert with a passion and I know it would turn him on to know I was getting what I crave so badly.

Last night we talked about it for ages, we were both in agreement that we should actively look for new people for me to play with, the only rule we came up with is that I wouldn't kiss any of the men. For some reason it feels right to be allowed to get off with the women and I also want that too. I don't know if you agree but there is something very feminine about two women French kissing?

I never bought the shoes in the end, but we told Mandy we would be back soon, she put the shoes back in their boxes and smiled at me, I am still not sure if she saw my vagina, but some day soon I will go back there and make sure she sees what I have to offer, and if the touch of her fingers on my feet is anything to go by, she could make me climax any day.