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11-16-2003, 1:53 AM
Business School Part 2
I came to class after an anxious day with my two other instructors. I took my usual seat in the front row and tried to avoid eye contact as I felt like yesterday couldn’t have really happened.
She was writing on the board and I saw she was wearing sandaled heels with no ankle strap. It was so hard not to crave her muscled calves as she stood in the heels and how nice her bare foot looked. Every once in a while she would slip her foot out and I would just stare at the clean pink sole of her foot that faced me as she kept writing the outline on the board.
As she finished the outline she began walking up and down the students at their desk as started, “All of us are not going to make it to the top levels of management in a company, you will all have to learn that some are going to advance further then others.” Tracy conversationally speaking to us.
There had always been this elite top percentage that the school had discussed. “Some of you will advance to a point on your own, but you will need a mentor or a coattail to ride after that.” she continued. “Thus the term we hear, being walked all over, chasing the heels of others, at the feet of your boss.” She was standing next to me with her hand on my shoulder as she finished. “Chuck, do accept that this is the way of the business world?” being asked directly. “I accept what you are saying as a truth Ms Tracy.” I replied. “Good Chuck, then if you find yourself at the feet of another, you will make the best of it and thrive to provide the most support you can for your superior?” her words cutting through me as I knew she was speaking of more than the business world now.
Ms Tracy turned to Karen, a fellow classmate and asked. “Karen, are you prepared to walk all over the others who get in your way as you advance?” I turn and looked at Karen, she replies, “Right now I can only think of it being wonderful climbing the corporate ladder, step by step, on whoever I need to.” Her eyes looking directly into mine.
Class ended, I was stunned by the topic today, thinking it more than a coincidence, “Chuck help Karen take those materials back to the meeting room would you.” Nodding I picked up the box of materials and started following Karen down the hall.
Karen starts, “I think she really likes you Chuck, that is good thinking being one of her stars.” I looked at Karen, an attractive tall 17 year old, “do you really think so?” We chatted back and forth. “Are you seeing anyone now?” knowing she already knew the answer. “I think we should start doing some of the class projects together as a team and we can always work at my house.” She says. She leans in and kisses the side of my face and adds, “We will have a lot of fun and get some real world business experience also.”
I walked back to Ms Tracy’s classroom, as I entered the doorway I see her erasing the board, bare footed looking so attractive. “ I’m glad you came back, what did you think of my lecture today? “, replying “ I wondered if you were directing it at me and my staring at your feet?”
“It’s about give and take in the business world, she goes on. For example, I suggested to Karen that you and her team up if she wants to be in the top three of the class. She needs recommendations from instructors to enter the advance classes at college next year. I would think she would have made you an offer, did she? “ Yes she did, and gave me a kiss as well, and to work at her home.”
“Good, of course for your potential relationship with her and having a strong classmate for your projects team, this makes you indebted to me. But there was a lesson for you today as well, as quickly as Karen finds you an attractive option for advancement, she will have no problem walking all over you Chuck, and I want to know how you respond to this.”
“Why are you doing all of this?” I asked. “I intend to help you finish well here and go on to a good college. You see Chuck, you are going to be a good businessman, but you are never going to be a great leader. Your foot fetish will always cloud your thinking. It is not bad, most won’t make it, and to have a male business companion to support a woman at the top, with you at her feet as I said, will make you a grand prize.”
“Get your things, I will give you a ride home after we stop at my house along the way.”
We rode in her car, as we went through the nicer neighbor hoods I thought of living in a house of my own someday. I couldn’t help but sneaking glances of her feet in the sandaled heels. I do want her feet. On me, being her rug, kissing and massaging them, all I could think of was being her foot-worshiping companion. We arrived at her house, she opens the garage and we walk in. She points me to the living room and tells me she will go change clothes first, and to poor us each a glass of white wine in the fridge.
She comes back wearing very short shorts, bare legs and feet, a loose fitting top, no bra with her short cut top showing her flat firm tummy. I hand her the wine and watch her standing talking and looking me over alone in her house. Am I dreaming or is this really happening.
Go ahead and look at them, she says, as I look down at her feet. I want you to like them, she says, as she moves close and let’s her hand run over my crotch, feeling my erection she goes, and you like them a lot I see, as she smiles. She then moves in and starts kissing my lips so slowly, I am not very experienced with making out and let her take the lead. I cannot believe how soft she feels, how good this feels, how taboo it feels, but I LOVE every second of it. She steps back and starts unbuttoning my shirt, as she opens it and pulls it over my shoulders. Then she starts to undo my belt and pants waist, I feel like I’m going to explode as she opens up my pants. She then points to the chair and tells me to take all of my clothes off. I return standing in front of her, with only my underwear on, nervous and scared.
She walks over and pulls down my shorts to my knees as her face turns serious and sexual, pull them off Chuck. As I do and return upright, I realize how big my cock is sticking straight out and bouncing in front of her. As she smiles and licks her lips.
She tells me to kneel in front of her, I do, then to spread my legs as wide as I can, as I do she moves her foot and places it completely over my wiggling cock so her toes are touch my body and my head almost under her heel. Then without warning she crosses her leg and I feel the weight increase significantly as my hard cock throbs and tries to move under her foot. She tells me to hold out my hand, as I do, she pours lotion into the upright palm and her crossed foot is directly in front as I begin to massage her foot with the warm lotion.
“Chuck, I know this is new for you, but we are going to begin your education and how there are rewards for success and penalties for failure.” She looks down at me from her chair, and let’s me know how much she enjoying the foot massage.
I came to class after an anxious day with my two other instructors. I took my usual seat in the front row and tried to avoid eye contact as I felt like yesterday couldn’t have really happened.
She was writing on the board and I saw she was wearing sandaled heels with no ankle strap. It was so hard not to crave her muscled calves as she stood in the heels and how nice her bare foot looked. Every once in a while she would slip her foot out and I would just stare at the clean pink sole of her foot that faced me as she kept writing the outline on the board.
As she finished the outline she began walking up and down the students at their desk as started, “All of us are not going to make it to the top levels of management in a company, you will all have to learn that some are going to advance further then others.” Tracy conversationally speaking to us.
There had always been this elite top percentage that the school had discussed. “Some of you will advance to a point on your own, but you will need a mentor or a coattail to ride after that.” she continued. “Thus the term we hear, being walked all over, chasing the heels of others, at the feet of your boss.” She was standing next to me with her hand on my shoulder as she finished. “Chuck, do accept that this is the way of the business world?” being asked directly. “I accept what you are saying as a truth Ms Tracy.” I replied. “Good Chuck, then if you find yourself at the feet of another, you will make the best of it and thrive to provide the most support you can for your superior?” her words cutting through me as I knew she was speaking of more than the business world now.
Ms Tracy turned to Karen, a fellow classmate and asked. “Karen, are you prepared to walk all over the others who get in your way as you advance?” I turn and looked at Karen, she replies, “Right now I can only think of it being wonderful climbing the corporate ladder, step by step, on whoever I need to.” Her eyes looking directly into mine.
Class ended, I was stunned by the topic today, thinking it more than a coincidence, “Chuck help Karen take those materials back to the meeting room would you.” Nodding I picked up the box of materials and started following Karen down the hall.
Karen starts, “I think she really likes you Chuck, that is good thinking being one of her stars.” I looked at Karen, an attractive tall 17 year old, “do you really think so?” We chatted back and forth. “Are you seeing anyone now?” knowing she already knew the answer. “I think we should start doing some of the class projects together as a team and we can always work at my house.” She says. She leans in and kisses the side of my face and adds, “We will have a lot of fun and get some real world business experience also.”
I walked back to Ms Tracy’s classroom, as I entered the doorway I see her erasing the board, bare footed looking so attractive. “ I’m glad you came back, what did you think of my lecture today? “, replying “ I wondered if you were directing it at me and my staring at your feet?”
“It’s about give and take in the business world, she goes on. For example, I suggested to Karen that you and her team up if she wants to be in the top three of the class. She needs recommendations from instructors to enter the advance classes at college next year. I would think she would have made you an offer, did she? “ Yes she did, and gave me a kiss as well, and to work at her home.”
“Good, of course for your potential relationship with her and having a strong classmate for your projects team, this makes you indebted to me. But there was a lesson for you today as well, as quickly as Karen finds you an attractive option for advancement, she will have no problem walking all over you Chuck, and I want to know how you respond to this.”
“Why are you doing all of this?” I asked. “I intend to help you finish well here and go on to a good college. You see Chuck, you are going to be a good businessman, but you are never going to be a great leader. Your foot fetish will always cloud your thinking. It is not bad, most won’t make it, and to have a male business companion to support a woman at the top, with you at her feet as I said, will make you a grand prize.”
“Get your things, I will give you a ride home after we stop at my house along the way.”
We rode in her car, as we went through the nicer neighbor hoods I thought of living in a house of my own someday. I couldn’t help but sneaking glances of her feet in the sandaled heels. I do want her feet. On me, being her rug, kissing and massaging them, all I could think of was being her foot-worshiping companion. We arrived at her house, she opens the garage and we walk in. She points me to the living room and tells me she will go change clothes first, and to poor us each a glass of white wine in the fridge.
She comes back wearing very short shorts, bare legs and feet, a loose fitting top, no bra with her short cut top showing her flat firm tummy. I hand her the wine and watch her standing talking and looking me over alone in her house. Am I dreaming or is this really happening.
Go ahead and look at them, she says, as I look down at her feet. I want you to like them, she says, as she moves close and let’s her hand run over my crotch, feeling my erection she goes, and you like them a lot I see, as she smiles. She then moves in and starts kissing my lips so slowly, I am not very experienced with making out and let her take the lead. I cannot believe how soft she feels, how good this feels, how taboo it feels, but I LOVE every second of it. She steps back and starts unbuttoning my shirt, as she opens it and pulls it over my shoulders. Then she starts to undo my belt and pants waist, I feel like I’m going to explode as she opens up my pants. She then points to the chair and tells me to take all of my clothes off. I return standing in front of her, with only my underwear on, nervous and scared.
She walks over and pulls down my shorts to my knees as her face turns serious and sexual, pull them off Chuck. As I do and return upright, I realize how big my cock is sticking straight out and bouncing in front of her. As she smiles and licks her lips.
She tells me to kneel in front of her, I do, then to spread my legs as wide as I can, as I do she moves her foot and places it completely over my wiggling cock so her toes are touch my body and my head almost under her heel. Then without warning she crosses her leg and I feel the weight increase significantly as my hard cock throbs and tries to move under her foot. She tells me to hold out my hand, as I do, she pours lotion into the upright palm and her crossed foot is directly in front as I begin to massage her foot with the warm lotion.
“Chuck, I know this is new for you, but we are going to begin your education and how there are rewards for success and penalties for failure.” She looks down at me from her chair, and let’s me know how much she enjoying the foot massage.