Spanish Professor | foot, shoe heel, pump story

Mark was a very good student at his university. He was also on the football squad, very good at volunteering his time for worthy causes, the whole “All-American Guy” routine. However, one thing that most people didn’t know about Mark was his penchant for women in business attire and their habit of crossing their sexy, hosed-covered legs and playing with their shoes by dipping and dangling. Well, the beginning of the new semester would provide Mark an unexpected treat that would have him become an expert in conversational Spanish.
Mark arrived at his class at the time indicated on his class schedule. He had heard that this was a good class to take in the university, and several of his buddies were there as well. As he looked around at the others, he noticed some of the girls were dressed in their comfortable attire, with a few wearing loafers with the thick socks. “Damn, the usual” Mark thought to himself as he waited for his professor to arrive. No sooner had he thought about it, that his ears caught the delicious “CLOP-tip, CLOP-tip” sound of someone walking with hard heels on the linoleum floor getting closer to the classroom door. “Probably that damn dean making his rounds in that old suit of his” Mark gloomily thought to himself. However, his gloom was quickly replaced by one of the most exhilarating sights his eyes had seen.
The hard heels belonged to a woman that could only be described as exotic and sensuous. Mark felt as if he were going to burn a hole in the area around her feet as she entered the room. Almost immediately, everyone in the room stopped their chatter, and stared. Even the girls in the room were staring at this woman as she made her way across the room. What Mark saw was a woman about 5’7”, with long, curly, dark brown hair that ran just past her shoulders, hazel eyes, with a face like Halle Barry, lips like Angolina Jolie, breasts like Salma Hayek, a rump like Jennifer Lopez, and legs and calves like Demi Moore from the Movie “Disclosure”. To top it off, she had to have a “perfect size 7 foot” Mark thought to himself as he viewed her feet, and it was all topped off by her smooth buttermilk skin that seemed to have been tanned perfectly by the sun, not a tanning parlor. But of course, her beauty wasn’t only thing that kept Mark mesmerized as she put down her briefcase and introduced herself in a very sexy Spanish accent as Janet Sanchez, the new Spanish professor.
Mark looked Janet from head to toe, and felt that his heart was going to explode. Janet had on a cotton/silk dark brown business skirt that ended just above the knees (probably because of all her curves) with a matching business jacket that she laid on her chair behind her desk (it was hot in September). She also had a tan/cream blouse with the top 2 buttons unbuttoned (to allow for her ample bosom to “breathe”). On her legs, she had on one of the shiniest pair of dark tan/taupe pantyhose Mark had seen. “Must be imported” Mark thought to himself. On her size-7 feet, Janet had on what looked like 3 ?” dark brown and taupe pumps, with a type of triangular heel that was only made on the most expensive shoes. The shoes had a pointy front which went “tip” to the heels “clop” with every step that Janet took. Mark wondered if he was going to hyperventilate from the scene he was witnessing.
As Mark took in the sight, he took stock of his location between himself and Janet, the table with the overhead projector in the front, and her desk. He noticed that he was in the back, and found his perspective on her to be very unsatisfactory. So he quickly looked around the room, and spotted the perfect chair that would give him the perfect view of Janet when she was at the front, and when she was at her desk. Mark quickly decided to move, and mentioned “that he needed to move closer so he could see the board”, which drew chuckles from his buddies, and the rolling of eyes by the girls in the room. “I DON’T GIVE A DAMN” Mark screamed in his mind; he had a plan to execute.

With Mark finally positioned in his new seat, the burning question in his head would wait no longer to be addressed, “Will she do it; will she do what I love; shoeplay??!!”. With all of his might, he patiently waited, and acted like he was paying attention to what Janet was saying.
As Janet continued introducing herself to the class, she decided to call the role, and to cover the syllabus for the year. She took out her role book, and (in a slow, sexy fashion) strolled over to the table in the very front of the room where the overhead was, and laid the book down. The table was one of those with the “fold-out stick legs” that when set up, allowed for those in the front, to see the legs and feet of the person behind the table.
As Janet began to call role, she casually shifted her weight to her right, and Mark sucked in his breath in anticipation. Janet then, ever so slowly, dragged her left foot back until just her heel was off the ground, and lightly pressed her toes into the ground. As a result, the back of her heel shifted, but did not submit to the tell-tale pop that Mark was foaming at the mouth for. Janet continued calling role, and slowly pressed her left foot into the ground again, this time with a bit more force, and then it happened; the heel of his designer shoe “popped” off the sexy heel of her foot. Janet then lifted her foot about 1 inch to an inch and a half off the floor (with the shoe still popped off her heel), and began to slowly rotate her ankle in a circular fashion, and “shook” her foot lightly at the same time. The shoe, just slightly popped off before, began to slip more and more off of Janet’s foot, until finally, it made that exquisite “CLOP” sound as she dropped the shoe to the floor. Mark clutched his book with a vice-like grip as Janet continued her shoeplay show, completely unaware of the unbridled joy she was giving her new student.
Once Janet had dropped the shoe, Mark viewed her foot closely and whispered “Bingo!”. “Bingo” meant that Janet simply had a foot of perfection. Janet’s foot was absent of any corns, bunions, with her toes in perfect alignment, pedicured, and each toe polished with a shade of brown that matched her skirt. The shine in her hose glistened off her heel, which was free of any blemishes, and had a bit of meat to contrast itself from her lovely, narrow ankle. As her foot released the shoe, Janet flexed her foot, and spread and wiggled her toes in unison. “Well done, simply a marvelous feat of skill and attention to detail” was all that Mark could say (in his best Jacques Cousteau impression).
Janet, after flexing her foot in the air for about 10 seconds, slipped her foot back into the pump, and began to put the shoe back on. However, Janet’s foot was almost in (except for her heel), when she stopped, lifted the foot with the shoe almost on, and slowly “shook” the pump off again so that it went “CLOP”. Mark looked at the spectacle and said “Damn, a professional!!”. Janet flexed her toes again, and then, after the 10 seconds, finally put the shoe all the way back on. She then shifted her weight to her left side, and then began to take her right foot back. However, she brought her right foot behind her left leg, and began to slowly rub an itch that she seemed to have. As Janet rubbed her left leg with her foot, Mark noticed that her right pump began to slip off of her foot with every “up-and-down” stroke. On the bottom of her 5th stroke, Janet’s pump slipped off to the floor with a “CLOP”, and Mark couldn’t believe his eyes. This time he saw the bottom of Janet’s right foot, which looked just as delectable as the top of her left foot. No bumps, warts, just the soft sole of Janet’s foot encased in that shiny dark tan hose, which made her sole seem to glow in the lights of the classroom. Janet then went on to rub her leg a bit more in a slow, sensual fashion with her now-shoeless right foot, and Mark couldn’t even remember his name he was so into the show.
Janet then slid her foot down into the shoe, and brought it around to her right side, where she proceeded to slowly dip her soft, delicious foot in and out of the shoe as she finished calling the role. She then began to quickly go over the syllabus, where for the next 5 minutes, Janet treated Mark to an unbelievable display of dipping and shoe-dropping that he had ever seen. In some case, she wouldn’t even pop the heel of the shoe before she began rotating her ankle to slowly “wiggle” the shoe off until it “CLOPPED” to the floor. After repeating this with both feet, Janet finally wrapped up and assigned a reading for the class to do to themselves while she readied the next assignment.
Janet slipped her shoe back on, and walked over to the desk, where Mark quickly opened to a page, and acted like he was reading, but was secretly staring at Janet’s legs and feet while she smoothed out her skirt and sat down. Because of Mark’s chair selection, he also had the perfect view of Janet as she sat at her desk. “Here we go” Mark thought as he braced himself.
Janet slowly sat down and began by crossing her right leg over her left. In this position, she had the inside of her foot facing Mark, and her legs, made that “fiss” sound of hose scraping on hose. Mark also noted how her toned her calves were as the right calf “bunched-up” over her left leg as she crossed her legs. As she settled in and began making notes, Mark noticed that she began to slowly twirl the right foot in a circular fashion. She then popped the heel of the shoe off, flexed, and slipped it back on simply by flexing her toes in her shoe. “Damn, a TRUE pro!” Mark exclaimed. Janet then did this again 3 more times, until she popped the shoe a bit too far, and the heel of her pump was past the “slip-on” point, and just hovered under her soft heel. Janet tried to flex her toes to slip the shoe back on, but the pump and the silky-smoothness of the pantyhose just made the shoe slide farther down her foot. In an “oh-well” type of response, Janet began to dangle the pump by lightly bouncing the leg up and down, and slowly but surely, more and more of her creamy sole was exposed to Mark’s utter delight. Finally, the shoe slid down to her toes, and dangled precariously by her big toe. All the while, Janet focusing on her notes, seem to twirl the shoe on her foot around and around, until her foot seemed to “tire” of the shoe, and angled down to drop the shoe on the floor. It didn’t make a big “CLOP” noise this time because of how close the heel was to the floor, but Mark didn’t care.
This time, Janet, stopped what she was doing, looked under the desk, and located her shoe by slipping her foot back in. She then got up, went over to the window, and opened it up for some fresh air. As she returned to her seat, she started by placing her right knee on the chair, and then folded her leg down that she was sitting on top of it, which left her left leg “drooped” over the right leg all the way to the floor (like halfway sitting Indian style with one leg). Mark was fascinated by how flexible women could be by sitting on their legs, but he also knew what they could do in terms of shoeplay in this position, and felt that Janet was an elite member of that group, if not the damn queen.
As Janet sat on her right leg, she rested her left hand on the shoe of her right foot, and began to slowly pull the shoe off halfway, and then on halfway, and off again. Meanwhile, he left foot that was “drooped” 3-4 inches above the ground (propped up because of her sitting position), began to flex the front of her foot up and down. The shoe seemed a bit stubborn, but after the second thrust, the heel of her pump popped off her foot with a “fah-wip” of the inside of the heel of her pump scraping against Janet’s smooth hose-covered heel. She then proceeded to extend her leg out in front, like she was stretching, and lightly twirled the shoe and foot in a slow circular motion. The show slipped down a little, then Janet brought her leg and foot back underneath the chair, where she shook the shoe off until it dropped with a “CLOP”. Janet then slowly rubbed her sensuous hose-covered foot and brown-polished toes along the top and sides of the (like she was gently caressing it with her foot), which caused the shoe to tumble onto its side.
At the same time, Mark’s attention was brought back to what she was doing with her left hand on her right foot. Janet was still slipping the shoe on and off, until she stopped, and pulled the shoe all the way off to get a better look at it. Her creamy, shiny, soft sole was facing Mark, and he so desperately wanted to go over to the sole, and begin to kiss and lick the sole. He imagined her sole to be smooth, warm, and soft, with the hose giving it extra texture in terms of the feel of her foot on his lips. Finally, Janet slipped the shoe back on, and slipped her left foot into the pump, stood up to slip her right leg from underneath her, and then sat back down.
“The only thing she hasn’t done is cross her ankles” Mark thought to himself. As if on cue, Janet slowly crossed her left ankle over her right, which immediately caused the heel on her right pump to pop off her right heel. She then slowly popped the heel of her left pump on and off (like when she dangled with her legs), and suddenly popped the heel a bit too far, and the shoe was suspended on her foot with the heel out. About 3 seconds later, Janet flexed her toes, and the pump dropped. She rubbed the foot around the inside of the she with her toes, and then decided to cram her shoeless left foot into the space left by her right foot in her right pump. The action caused the left pump to “teeter-totter”, then fall over. Janet stayed in this position where her left foot was “sharing the right shoe” until she slipped her left foot back out, and reached down with her hand to slowly rub the balls of her soft feet. Once she did that, she retrieved the shoe with her left foot, and switched the position so that her right foot was overtop the left foot, and then proceeded to do the same type of shoeplay as with the left, slowly dropping the right shoe while the heel of her left foot was popped out of its pump.
Janet repeated the various types of shoeplay for a few more times, until the end of class arrived, and Mark began concocting a plan of action concerning “after-school help”. When Mark asked her, she looked at him funny and said “That’s funny, you’re the 10th student that has asked me for after-school sessions! I must be pretty popular around here!” With that, Mark said to himself, “Oh, you just don’t know how right you are.”
More episodes of Mark and Janet, and other “new professors” that include the Italian Math professor, the African American secretary, the All-American blonde English professor, and of course, the college campus nurse. Stay tuned!!