Office | foot shoes feet story

Maggie Rice had beautiful,exquisite looking feet. Her lithe toes were neither too long nor
too bulbous. Her soles were supple and her arch had a fine curve. Her heels were
perfectly formed, silky smooth and unblemished. Her feet were so dexterous, that she
would occasionally impress people by tying shoes with her bare feet. The only problem
that Maggie had was that her right foot was a full size larger than her left foot. Finding
shoes that fit well was a difficult task so Maggie was most comfortable when she was
shoeless but the professional nature of her job required shoes.

Clogs were comfortable but unacceptable at the office. Mules were comfortable too but
they tended to slip off her feet at in opportune times. Shoes and sandals with heel straps
were worked well because she could buckle one strap much tighter than the other.
Ironically though Maggie’s favorite shoes were high heeled pumps; she liked the way
they looked.

One of Maggie’s feet was a size 7 the other was a size 8. When Maggie bought pumps
she would buy a size 71\2. One shoe would always be loose and one she would always
be tight. If she crossed her leg over her right knee her shoe would automatically dangle.
In fact she would have to consciously work hard to keep it from dangling. If she crossed
her right leg over her left knee she would, more often than not, reach down and push her
shoe off her heel to give her cramped toes relief.

At her office, Maggie usually always had her shoes off under her desk. When she would
sit at her desk she would usually just lift her left foot out of its shoe and push her right
shoe off with her stocking toes. Maggie always wore stockings to the office despite the
fact that the stockings made her soles extremely ticklish and itchy at times. Occasionally,
Maggie would leave her desk without shoes. The office was too professional to be
caught walking around barefoot but being a few steps away from her desk in her stocking
feet was tolerated. One time her boss Louise, had padded around the office in her
stocking feet for an entire afternoon but she was suffering PMS and no one in the office
was about to tell her to wear her shoes.

On this particular day, Maggie wore new pumps and kicked them off under her desk. She
crossed her ankles and stretched out her attractively toned legs. Both of her taupe
stocking feet were protruding from under the front modesty panel of her desk. They
were unconsciously moving in time with the music she was listening to on her head
phones. Being completely absorbed in her work she did not notice Lisa entering her
office. Lisa was standing in front of Maggie’s desk and Maggie still did not notice her.
Lisa saw Maggie’s feet and could not resist running the pointy toe of her closed toe mule
across the sole of Maggie’s foot to tickle her.

Quickly, Maggie jerked her feet, looked up at Lisa and took off her head phones. Lisa
was sporting a devilish grin but she carelessly let her bone colored mule slide off of her
sheer ivory colored stocking foot. The mule hit Maggie’s foot and she quickly pulled it
under her desk. Still smiling like the Cheshire cat, Lisa felt for her shoe with her foot.
Not feeling it immediately, she glance down only to see the tips of Maggie’s toes and the
high heel of her mule disappear under Maggie’s desk.
“You took my shoe!” Lisa exclaimed with more surprise than anger.

“You tickled my foot” retorted Maggie.

“Give it back to me.”

“Nope”

“Give me back my shoe”

“It’s my shoe now.”

Lisa pleaded, “I can’t be standing in the middle of the office with one shoe.”

“Take your other one off.”

“This is crazy!” Lisa continued with exasperation.

At that moment Maggie saw Louise come out of her office and head toward them. She
quickly pushed Lisa’s mule back to her and said “Louise is coming and she has a scowl
on.”

Louise was the Director or Human Resources. She was a slightly plump woman in her
late thirties, wearing an impeccable dark blue suit with dark blue panty hose covering her
thick legs. Her short straight red hair and make-up was always perfect. This day she was
very annoyed at the heel strap of her 100 dollar right sling-back which kept falling down
off her heel. The shoe now slapped against her foot as she walked. It was driving her
crazy.

Lisa quick slipped on her mule and turned towards Louise and Maggie felt it was a good
time to put on her shoes. Her left foot effortlessly slipped into its shoe but her larger
right foot was struggling. After trying to wiggle her foot in for a few moments she gave
up and crossed her right leg over her left knee and let the shoe dangle slightly. As Louise
entered her office Maggie stuck a finger in her dangling pump to shoe horn it on to her
foot.

“This shoe is driving me crazy!” Louise said as she pulled it off her foot and held it up.

Maggie looked at the shoe and Lisa look at Louise’s dark stocking foot. A brief
discussion followed about Louise’s shoe problem before the real reason for her visit was
revealed. Maggie and Lisa both had to drop what they were doing and give facility tours
all afternoon for some high ranking visiting executives. They were chosen for their
combination of good looks and facility knowledge. Both of the women watched Louise
walk back to her office wearing only one shoe. It was a sort of a limp waddle heel to toe
walk. Louise’s phone began to ring and the two women were amused when they saw
Louise pick up the pace. Louise carelessly tossed the she on her desk and sat down to
take the call.

On the elevator ride down to the lobby to meet the executives, Maggie lamented on how
tight and stiff her right shoe was.

‘My toes are aching already and we haven’t even started walking” complained Maggie.

“Sorry to hear that” replied Lisa with mock sympathy.

Lisa slipped out of her mule, put the heel of her foot on the ground and wriggled her toes
wildly making sure Maggie saw them. Maggie kicked Lisa’s mule to the back of the
elevator.

“Oh, I’m sorry was that your shoe?” Maggie replied in a falsely mortified manner.

“Just gives my toes more time to relax”, replied Lisa with a smile as she curled her toes.

Suddenly the elevator door opened catching Lisa by surprise. As quickly as the smile
disappeared from Lisa’s face, Maggie began to smile.

“Oh sorry I’m going up” said the man on the other side of the elevator door. As the door
closed again the man caught a glimpse of red toenails enshrouded in nylon.

Maggie pushed the stop button on the elevator and told Lisa to get her shoe and the two
women called an informal truce.

The tours started in different directions so the two women parted company. Maggie
could not slip her right foot out of her shoe because it was so tight and she concentrated
on keep her left foot in her shoe as she walked. Ten minutes in to the tour, as Maggie
was speaking about the air handling facility when she noticed the only women executive
of the group slip her foot half out of a shoe that would cost Maggie a weeks worth of
salary. Seeing that made Maggie relax somewhat and she was no longer self conscious of
slipping her left foot out of its shoe. Every time Maggie eased her left foot out of its shoe
her right shoe seemed that much tighter. The toes and ball of her right foot were on fire.
She could begin to feel a blister forming on her right heel. When she was speaking
about the cafeteria she noticed that the woman executive had her stocking foot on top of
her shoe. Maggie the pulled her left foot completely out of its shoe and placed it flat on
the cool tile floor; it was invigorating. Shifting her weight Maggie lifted her right foot
completely off the floor and rotated her ankle wishing her right shoe would just disappear.

As the tour continued, they crossed paths with Lisa’s group. Lisa made a point of
slipping her foot out of its mule and wriggling her toes in front of Maggie. Maggie just
felt her arch cramp. She had to take her right shoe off but she couldn’t Soon they
reached the observation floor of the building where they could overlook the entire
campus. Maggie was stoic never letting anyone know her pain. How could her right foot
be so numb, so hot and ache so much at the same time? She was speaking about the
development plan when she saw the woman executive standing in her stocking feet with
her Monolo Blahniks between them. After finishing her speech she directed the tour
towards the elevator. The woman executive was surprised and knocked over her shoe
when the group started to move.

“I’m sorry boys” the woman executive said with a thick southern drawl, “I just can’t
finish this tour wearing the designer shoes. I guess the hillbilly in me is just coming
out .”

She bent down and picked up her shoes. Maggie saw this as her opportunity for relief.
She immediately kicked off her left shoe and stood on her left foot as she brought her
right foot to her hand. Using two hands she pried off her right shoe and experienced
instant ecstasy.

“I don’t want you to feel self conscious ma’am” Maggie said as she pointed to the
elevator with her shoe.

During the tour Louise, remained at her desk working. She had completely forgotten
about her shoe lying on top of her desk. She had also pushed her other shoe off under
her desk and played with it with her feet from time to time.

At the end of tour, the woman executive, who had again put on her shoes, felt that
Maggie had really made her feel comfortable by removing her shoes. She had to tell
Maggie’s boss how highly she thought of Maggie.

Louise was now sitting at her desk with her legs crossed her left shoe was dangling from
her right foot from its heel strap. She was caught completely off guard when the
corporate CFO walked into her office. She was a statuesque southern bell with thick
blond hair. Quickly Louise uncrossed her legs and tried frantically to slip into her shoes
before she rose to greet the women. Her right foot was in her left shoe as she stood up to
shake hands.

“I just want to compliment Maggie, our tour guide” said the CFO.

It was then that Louise, in horror, saw her shoe lying on her desk. Should she grab it or
ignore it?