shoebusiness Premium Member
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Sat, Aug 29, 2009 15:12:34
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Twenty years ago, when I was a senior in high school, I had a part time job working in a shoe repair store in the mall. I had wanted to work there since I was about thirteen. I used to go to the mall with my sister when she would drop off her shoes to have the heel tips replaced and just imagine what it would be like to have access to women’s shoes...and see the women that had been wearing them. When I got hired I knew it was going to be great. One of the first things they showed me was how to replace heel tips on high heels. It was 1989 and women were wearing WILD PAIR stilettos, Bakers stilettos, and many other great shoes. After a couple weeks, the owner started feeling comfortable leaving me alone at the store. One Saturday afternoon he told me he was going out to lunch and he would return in about an hour. This would be the first of many great days at that job. About ten minutes after he left a very attractive young blond came into the store with a bag in her hand. She approached me at the counter and said that she had a pair of shoes that needed some work. She was in her early twenties, big 80's blonde hair, nice trim body, and a beautiful face. She was dressed in a black leather skirt, black seemed stockings, blue sweater, and black flats (I can remember it like it was yesterday). I asked her what she needed done and she said that she had a pair of pumps that needed the heels repaired. She told me that she hoped they could be fixed because she wanted to wear them that night...they were her favorite pair. I was getting excited, and couldn’t wait to see what was in the bag. With that, she reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of size 8 WILD PAIR black leather pumps. BINGO! I tried to keep my composure and looked at the shoes...I told her the fixing them should be no problem (just heel tips). I asked her to stop back in fifteen or twenty minutes...I had some work in front of hers that I had to finish (Yeah right). She smiled and said “great”...she’d be back. I don’t think she was ten feet out the door when I took those pumps in the back and dropped my pants. She had just brought me a pair of black leather pumps with 5" stiletto heels and pointed toes. Some of you that remember WILD PAIR shoes might remember the style. They had very low cut sides and v-shaped throats. The toes were capped with thin silver metal toe caps and the heels were pencil thin stilettos. They were basically classic pumps, but the back of the shoe rose up with a scallop cut design in them. Examining the shoes it was obvious that she wore these shoes quite a bit. The soles were extremely worn, the insoles showed toe prints and the WILD PAIR logo had all but worn away. Stroking my rock hard teenage cock with one hand, I raised the shoes to my face with the other hand. I could smell her feet in the shoes as I licked the insoles from end to end. I kissed and licked the heels and toes, paying special attention to those metal to caps. I wish I could have lasted longer, but I was 17...and this was way too exciting. I quickly lowered the shoes into position and shot one of the largest loads I’ve ever shot (to this day). Both shoes had large puddles of my cum collecting in the toe boxes as it ran down the insoles. I caught my breath and cleaned myself...and then (as much as I didn’t want to) the shoes. I went back out front and quickly replaced the heel tips (which I kept as a souvenir). Five minutes later she walked back into the store. I took her shoes from the shelf and I could feel they were still a little damp. I had to think quick....I told here that I had to clean them before I could work on them, because they were kind of dirty. She replied with a smile “sorry about that...I wear them all the time...they are one of my favorite pairs.” She said next time she’d bring them in clean. I quickly replied “don’t bother...they really need to be cleaned properly or you could damage the leather.” I told her that we had a special leather cleaner in the shop the only took a couple of seconds to work. She paid for the work (I felt like I should pay her), and then in a fantasy-come-true moment, she put the pumps on the floor, stepped out of her flats and into the pumps. As she walked out of the store that day, I savored the moment...knowing I would jerk off to it many times in the future. I only wish digital cameras had been around back then.
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Myst17 Premium Member
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Sun, Aug 30, 2009 09:16:17
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Wished I had that job! :)
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Mon, Aug 31, 2009 08:55:06
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your stories are sick ! please write more ! I love them ... also your pics... please check my profile ;)
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Spikes Hot! Member
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Mon, Aug 31, 2009 20:36:27
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I remember Wild Pair. They had the hottest shoes. My wife still has a few pair around that I will not let her get rid of. They were very big on the metal tipped heels, but the low vamp and throat were the best part. How could a chain like that ever go out of business. I guess there weren't enough of us fetishists to keep them in business.
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Shoeboi Premium Member
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Mon, Aug 31, 2009 23:28:04 |
Super exciting! Loved the story!
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theromeoblues
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Sat, Mar 10, 2012 20:09:05
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sooooo hot
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h8hlzfetish
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Sun, Mar 11, 2012 20:41:11
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i love the story. i myself always wanted to work in place like BEBE, ALDOS or any place that sell high heels shoes so i can tried them on before opening the store or even playing with them at nigh after hours.
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Traveler747 Premium Member
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Mon, Mar 12, 2012 10:23:48
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I just dropped off a pair of shoes for a heel replacement and saw all the sexy high heels at the shop. The only thing going through my mind was what a great job this guy had.lol Great story.
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HotAC
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Wed, Mar 14, 2012 23:17:21
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Great story..every teens fantasy for sure
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mimi Premium Member
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Fri, Mar 16, 2012 14:02:50 |
I have Wild Pair heels that look brand new! Great story!
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bassman2092 Premium Member
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Sun, Apr 01, 2012 15:38:48
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great story
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