paragon
11-12-2003, 11:01 AM
Eric was a typical nerd. He wore glasses, had a degree in computer science, got way to involved in video games, was small and timid, never dressed stylishly, had few friends, and never had much fun. The only thing Eric really had going for him was the paycheck he got as the chief systems administrator for the exchange company he worked at. Eric was a nice guy but even on the corporate level he couldn¡¦t escape the jokes and harassment that so commonly, and unjustly, accompanies someone of Eric¡¦s stereotypical appearances and mannerisms.
Kirsten was a knockout. She was a homecoming queen, cheerleader, gymnast, dance instructor, tall, well endowed, and had a shining personality. She was single by choice, but could have any guy in the world if she desired. She was a very nice person with an infectious laugh and bright smile. Everyone in the building went out of their way to pass Kirsten¡¦s desk and flirt with her or try to win her favor.
One day Eric was passing through the office and saw a couple of guys hovering around Kirsten¡¦s desk. Eric recognized the two guys as being from the sales department. They were always into some sort of mischief and picked on Eric regularly. Eric watched from a distance as he tried to decide what to do. A part of him wanted to rush up, kick some ass, and save the girl. The reality part of his brain told him to keep on going and not get involved. As Eric watched he saw the two jerks tossing one of Kirsten¡¦s shoes back and forth like they were playing keep away. Eric saw enough, he decided to take some action. ¡§Why don¡¦t you guys leave her alone?¡¨ he insisted as he walked up. ¡§Hey look! It¡¦s computer nerd.¡¨ One of the guys said. ¡§Yeah, we¡¦ve heard that before. Now give her shoe back and go away.¡¨ Eric said sternly. ¡§What the hell are you gonna¡¦ do?¡¨ one asked. ¡§Ummm¡K¡¨ Eric stammered. ¡§Yeah, I thought that¡¦s what you¡¦d do.¡¨ One of the two said as he pushed Eric. ¡§Hey, leave him alone!¡¨ Kirsten burst out. The two guys looked at her a little surprised; then at Eric, who was obviously a little scared but also angry. They looked at each other, laughed and walked away dropping Kirsten¡¦s shoe on the floor.
Eric, relieved things didn¡¦t escalate any further, glanced down at Kirsten¡¦s shoe. As he reached down and lifted the shoe he became excited. Gently cradling the shoe in his hands he admired the sexy straps that would cross Kirsten¡¦s foot just above her toes, the thin strap that would wrap around her ankle, and the phallic symbolism of the 4¡¨ heel that ended in a point. Eric started to salivate as he though of gently kissing the sandal. He snapped back to reality when he felt his dick hardening with his thoughts. He looked up at Kirsten¡¦s crystal blue eyes and meekly said, ¡§I think this is yours.¡¨ Kirsten smiled warmly and extended her foot in Eric¡¦s direction. ¡§Please?¡¨ She asked. Eric looked down at Kirsten¡¦s foot. His dick grew harder as he shifted position trying to hide it from Kirsten. Her foot was the most beautiful Eric had ever seen. Her toes formed a perfect arch and were painted a soft red color, her arch was very high and naturally curved, and her foot was petite, maybe a 5 or 6 Eric thought. And, the soft wisps of tan nylon drove Eric wild. He wanted to lean in and worship her foot but dared not show his excitement. He brought his trembling hands up and gently slid Kirsten¡¦s sandal back onto her foot. The sound of the sheer nylon sliding gently along the sole of her shoe almost made Eric cum in his pants. Beads of sweat popped up on Eric¡¦s forehead as he fastened the strap around Kirsten¡¦s ankle. ¡§Thank you.¡¨ Kirsten said as Eric finished. ¡§It¡¦s nice to have a hero in the office.¡¨ Eric smiled as he blushed. ¡§I¡¦m hardly a hero.¡¨ He said hesitantly. ¡§I was really scared. I just don¡¦t like those two, they¡¦re always causing trouble.¡¨ ¡§Well, you came to my rescue and I appreciate it.¡¨ Kirsten said with a big smile. ¡§Maybe I can repay the favor sometime.¡¨ Eric blushed again as he stood up trying to cover his hard on. Kirsten glanced at his crotch and smiled as Eric turned to walk away.
Several days later Eric was walking through the office again and walked past Kirsten¡¦s desk. She wasn¡¦t there and Eric frowned slightly as he had hoped to see her. As he passed, he glanced back and saw a pair of Kirsten¡¦s heels under the desk. He stopped dead in his tracks and stared. They were black pumps with a 5¡¨ heel and a sexy strap to go around her ankle. Before he realized what he was doing Eric was on his knees with one of the pumps in his eager hands, caressing it as if it were a kitten. Suddenly Kirsten walked up. ¡§What are you doing?¡¨ she asked Eric jumped and knocked his head on the underside of Kirsten¡¦s desk. ¡§Ouch!¡¨ he yelped as he rubbed his head while he emerged from under the desk. He had dropped Kirsten heel hoping she hadn¡¦t seen him fondling it. As he crawled out he was looking right at Kirsten¡¦s feet. She was wearing a pair of new cross trainers and ankle socks with a little pom-pom on the back. Eric started to stand up and made up a quick excuse. ¡§We¡¦ve had some trouble with the SQL server network and I was just checking your network card.¡¨ He said hastily. ¡§Really? Is that a serious problem?¡¨ Kirsten asked inquisitively. Eric chuckled, ¡§No, I can have it fixed in a little while.¡¨ ¡§Oh good, I¡¦d hate for you to have to be under my desk while I was working.¡¨ Kirsten said. Eric swallowed hard at the thought of what Kirsten just said. He just grinned like an idiot and walked away without responding. Kirsten looked down at her pumps and saw one was moved and laying on its side. She giggled to herself as she watched Eric walk away in haste.
Eric got a call that there was a problem with a computer. He sighed as he was very busy at the moment and didn¡¦t want to stop working to fix something that was probably user error and not a hardware issue. Begrudgingly he went stopped what he was doing to go see what was happening with the broken system. To his delight, he found that it was Kirsten who called in the problem. He walked up to her desk and asked what was wrong. Kirsten looked up, her blue eyes warm and inviting and her wavy blonde hair falling luxuriously across her shoulders, and her full red lips parted slightly as her perfect teeth gleamed with a soft smile. ¡§Hi.¡¨ she sang out. ¡§I think my computer is broken.¡¨ She said with a pout. ¡§What seems to be the problem?¡¨ Eric asked, mesmerized by her beauty. ¡§The mousy thingy won¡¦t work.¡¨ she said with a playful frown. ¡§Well let¡¦s see what¡¦s wrong.¡¨ Eric said as he reached across and played with the mouse a bit. ¡§I need to check the connection.¡¨ He said as he knelt down next to Kirsten¡¦s desk. Kirsten slid out from her desk to allow Eric underneath. Eric crawled under the desk as Kirsten crossed her legs in front of him. She was wearing a relatively short skirt and a pair of slip-on mules that showed off her perfect toes and toenail polish under her sheer, tan pantyhose. She playfully started to dangle her mule off her toes as Eric stared, held captive by his secret foot fetish and desire to worship Kirsten¡¦s toes. Eric fumbled with the wires on the back of the computer and reconnected the mouse wire that worked loose. ¡§Try it now.¡¨ He said from under the desk. Kirsten slid her chair up under her desk a bit almost trapping Eric. She jiggled the mouse around as she purposely dropped her mule from her foot. Eric was mesmerized and unconsciously started to lick his lips as he stared at Kirsten¡¦s beautiful foot. Kirsten started to slowly and seductively kick her leg back and forth while she continued to play with the mouse. ¡§I think it¡¦s working ok now.¡¨ Kirsten said snapping Eric back to awareness. ¡§Go to one of your windows programs and check the clicker and scroll wheel.¡¨ Eric muttered. Kirsten continued to play with the mouse as Eric inched ever closer to her swaying foot. Finally he was close enough that her foot would just barely touch his shoulder as she kicked back and forth. Eric slowly opened his mouth and extended his tongue toward Kirsten¡¦s swinging foot. ¡§Yeah, it¡¦s ok now.¡¨ Kirsten suddenly said. Eric jumped back quickly and blurted ¡§OK.¡¨ Kirsten started to put her foot down to slide out from the desk and Eric quickly put his hand where she would put her foot. Kirsten¡¦s soft foot came down lightly on Eric¡¦s hand, she paused momentarily as she smiled to herself, then put her foot all the way down on his hand and pushed out from the desk. Eric could barely contain his excitement and almost shot a load in his pants as Kirsten applied pressure to his hand and pushed out from the desk. He glanced up at her as she gave a knowing smile. As Eric crawled out from under the desk she playfully kicked his side and put her foot back on his hand. ¡§Now your trapped.¡¨ She said playfully. Eric grinned stupidly and pulled his hand out from under her foot, scampered to his feet, and left with a slight wave. Kirsten giggled as he hurriedly walked away.
Kirsten was a knockout. She was a homecoming queen, cheerleader, gymnast, dance instructor, tall, well endowed, and had a shining personality. She was single by choice, but could have any guy in the world if she desired. She was a very nice person with an infectious laugh and bright smile. Everyone in the building went out of their way to pass Kirsten¡¦s desk and flirt with her or try to win her favor.
One day Eric was passing through the office and saw a couple of guys hovering around Kirsten¡¦s desk. Eric recognized the two guys as being from the sales department. They were always into some sort of mischief and picked on Eric regularly. Eric watched from a distance as he tried to decide what to do. A part of him wanted to rush up, kick some ass, and save the girl. The reality part of his brain told him to keep on going and not get involved. As Eric watched he saw the two jerks tossing one of Kirsten¡¦s shoes back and forth like they were playing keep away. Eric saw enough, he decided to take some action. ¡§Why don¡¦t you guys leave her alone?¡¨ he insisted as he walked up. ¡§Hey look! It¡¦s computer nerd.¡¨ One of the guys said. ¡§Yeah, we¡¦ve heard that before. Now give her shoe back and go away.¡¨ Eric said sternly. ¡§What the hell are you gonna¡¦ do?¡¨ one asked. ¡§Ummm¡K¡¨ Eric stammered. ¡§Yeah, I thought that¡¦s what you¡¦d do.¡¨ One of the two said as he pushed Eric. ¡§Hey, leave him alone!¡¨ Kirsten burst out. The two guys looked at her a little surprised; then at Eric, who was obviously a little scared but also angry. They looked at each other, laughed and walked away dropping Kirsten¡¦s shoe on the floor.
Eric, relieved things didn¡¦t escalate any further, glanced down at Kirsten¡¦s shoe. As he reached down and lifted the shoe he became excited. Gently cradling the shoe in his hands he admired the sexy straps that would cross Kirsten¡¦s foot just above her toes, the thin strap that would wrap around her ankle, and the phallic symbolism of the 4¡¨ heel that ended in a point. Eric started to salivate as he though of gently kissing the sandal. He snapped back to reality when he felt his dick hardening with his thoughts. He looked up at Kirsten¡¦s crystal blue eyes and meekly said, ¡§I think this is yours.¡¨ Kirsten smiled warmly and extended her foot in Eric¡¦s direction. ¡§Please?¡¨ She asked. Eric looked down at Kirsten¡¦s foot. His dick grew harder as he shifted position trying to hide it from Kirsten. Her foot was the most beautiful Eric had ever seen. Her toes formed a perfect arch and were painted a soft red color, her arch was very high and naturally curved, and her foot was petite, maybe a 5 or 6 Eric thought. And, the soft wisps of tan nylon drove Eric wild. He wanted to lean in and worship her foot but dared not show his excitement. He brought his trembling hands up and gently slid Kirsten¡¦s sandal back onto her foot. The sound of the sheer nylon sliding gently along the sole of her shoe almost made Eric cum in his pants. Beads of sweat popped up on Eric¡¦s forehead as he fastened the strap around Kirsten¡¦s ankle. ¡§Thank you.¡¨ Kirsten said as Eric finished. ¡§It¡¦s nice to have a hero in the office.¡¨ Eric smiled as he blushed. ¡§I¡¦m hardly a hero.¡¨ He said hesitantly. ¡§I was really scared. I just don¡¦t like those two, they¡¦re always causing trouble.¡¨ ¡§Well, you came to my rescue and I appreciate it.¡¨ Kirsten said with a big smile. ¡§Maybe I can repay the favor sometime.¡¨ Eric blushed again as he stood up trying to cover his hard on. Kirsten glanced at his crotch and smiled as Eric turned to walk away.
Several days later Eric was walking through the office again and walked past Kirsten¡¦s desk. She wasn¡¦t there and Eric frowned slightly as he had hoped to see her. As he passed, he glanced back and saw a pair of Kirsten¡¦s heels under the desk. He stopped dead in his tracks and stared. They were black pumps with a 5¡¨ heel and a sexy strap to go around her ankle. Before he realized what he was doing Eric was on his knees with one of the pumps in his eager hands, caressing it as if it were a kitten. Suddenly Kirsten walked up. ¡§What are you doing?¡¨ she asked Eric jumped and knocked his head on the underside of Kirsten¡¦s desk. ¡§Ouch!¡¨ he yelped as he rubbed his head while he emerged from under the desk. He had dropped Kirsten heel hoping she hadn¡¦t seen him fondling it. As he crawled out he was looking right at Kirsten¡¦s feet. She was wearing a pair of new cross trainers and ankle socks with a little pom-pom on the back. Eric started to stand up and made up a quick excuse. ¡§We¡¦ve had some trouble with the SQL server network and I was just checking your network card.¡¨ He said hastily. ¡§Really? Is that a serious problem?¡¨ Kirsten asked inquisitively. Eric chuckled, ¡§No, I can have it fixed in a little while.¡¨ ¡§Oh good, I¡¦d hate for you to have to be under my desk while I was working.¡¨ Kirsten said. Eric swallowed hard at the thought of what Kirsten just said. He just grinned like an idiot and walked away without responding. Kirsten looked down at her pumps and saw one was moved and laying on its side. She giggled to herself as she watched Eric walk away in haste.
Eric got a call that there was a problem with a computer. He sighed as he was very busy at the moment and didn¡¦t want to stop working to fix something that was probably user error and not a hardware issue. Begrudgingly he went stopped what he was doing to go see what was happening with the broken system. To his delight, he found that it was Kirsten who called in the problem. He walked up to her desk and asked what was wrong. Kirsten looked up, her blue eyes warm and inviting and her wavy blonde hair falling luxuriously across her shoulders, and her full red lips parted slightly as her perfect teeth gleamed with a soft smile. ¡§Hi.¡¨ she sang out. ¡§I think my computer is broken.¡¨ She said with a pout. ¡§What seems to be the problem?¡¨ Eric asked, mesmerized by her beauty. ¡§The mousy thingy won¡¦t work.¡¨ she said with a playful frown. ¡§Well let¡¦s see what¡¦s wrong.¡¨ Eric said as he reached across and played with the mouse a bit. ¡§I need to check the connection.¡¨ He said as he knelt down next to Kirsten¡¦s desk. Kirsten slid out from her desk to allow Eric underneath. Eric crawled under the desk as Kirsten crossed her legs in front of him. She was wearing a relatively short skirt and a pair of slip-on mules that showed off her perfect toes and toenail polish under her sheer, tan pantyhose. She playfully started to dangle her mule off her toes as Eric stared, held captive by his secret foot fetish and desire to worship Kirsten¡¦s toes. Eric fumbled with the wires on the back of the computer and reconnected the mouse wire that worked loose. ¡§Try it now.¡¨ He said from under the desk. Kirsten slid her chair up under her desk a bit almost trapping Eric. She jiggled the mouse around as she purposely dropped her mule from her foot. Eric was mesmerized and unconsciously started to lick his lips as he stared at Kirsten¡¦s beautiful foot. Kirsten started to slowly and seductively kick her leg back and forth while she continued to play with the mouse. ¡§I think it¡¦s working ok now.¡¨ Kirsten said snapping Eric back to awareness. ¡§Go to one of your windows programs and check the clicker and scroll wheel.¡¨ Eric muttered. Kirsten continued to play with the mouse as Eric inched ever closer to her swaying foot. Finally he was close enough that her foot would just barely touch his shoulder as she kicked back and forth. Eric slowly opened his mouth and extended his tongue toward Kirsten¡¦s swinging foot. ¡§Yeah, it¡¦s ok now.¡¨ Kirsten suddenly said. Eric jumped back quickly and blurted ¡§OK.¡¨ Kirsten started to put her foot down to slide out from the desk and Eric quickly put his hand where she would put her foot. Kirsten¡¦s soft foot came down lightly on Eric¡¦s hand, she paused momentarily as she smiled to herself, then put her foot all the way down on his hand and pushed out from the desk. Eric could barely contain his excitement and almost shot a load in his pants as Kirsten applied pressure to his hand and pushed out from the desk. He glanced up at her as she gave a knowing smile. As Eric crawled out from under the desk she playfully kicked his side and put her foot back on his hand. ¡§Now your trapped.¡¨ She said playfully. Eric grinned stupidly and pulled his hand out from under her foot, scampered to his feet, and left with a slight wave. Kirsten giggled as he hurriedly walked away.