Back at home that evening, Richard sat at his kitchen table staring at his microwaved pasta glumly and taking stock of all that had happened.
When he had finally made it to the parking lot Cindy had been no where in sight. He considered driving to her apartment but gave up on the idea. It seemed too 'stalkerish'. He couldn't call her either, as she had not given him her number. A glance at the phone book presented him with far too many entries of Cindy , Cynthia, and plain old C. Cresswell to allow him any possibility of success.
He spent the rest of the night staring at the television without interest and slouched off to bed at ten feeling sorry for himself. He did not sleep however. Instead his mind replayed the few unbelievable minutes they had shared. She was his fantasy and that fantasy had almost come true. Would have come true most assuredly if the damn security guard had just stayed in the lobby and left them alone.
What did it all mean? Was this a one time thing? He prayed that was not the case. But Cindy had never showed any interest in him at all before. What had changed? She had as much as said that she thought feet were disgusting and people with fetishes where a bunch of weirdos. So why would she suddenly encourage such attention... and why in the office... and why with him?
It all made no sense.
Richard finally drifted off after 4am and woke a short time later to the sound of his alarm clock. He had forgotten to turn it off, and since he was up he decided he might as well go back into the office and actually catch up on the work he had neglected during the week. Besides having something to do might take his mind off of his troubles.
The security guard was there again in the lobby and greeted Richard with his usual wave. Richard returned it halfheartedly wishing the guy would get lost and went up to his cubicle. He worked steadily for the next few hours, managing to banish the thought of Cindy and her perfect feet from his mind with some difficulty.
After stepping out to grab some lunch, he returned and really put his head down plowing through his backlog of email and spreadsheets until he was all caught up. It was just after four when he strolled to the elevator and pressed the call button.
After a minute there came the familiar ding and the doors slid open.
Cindy was standing inside of the compartment. To her left were a small pile of discarded clothes. She was completely naked.
Richard stood there with his mouth hanging open completely at a loss until Cindy reached out to grab him by the front of his shirt and drag him inside.
He watched in awe as she slapped the button for the basement and began undoing his shirt buttons.
"I'm so sorry about yesterday Richard... I... I just panicked." she said pulling his shirt off and depositing it on the floor in the growing pile. She then began to tug at his belt and the clasp for his trousers. In a few frantic seconds she had completely undressed him and they were in each others arms. Their desperate kisses were shortly interrupted by the elevator chiming their arrival on the basement level.
The doors opened and they both held their breath in anticipation of being caught by a guard or another employee but luckily the basement level was dark and no one was about. They turned to look at each other wearing silly grins.
The doors closed again and the elevator began to rise towards the lobby level.
"Oh, no!" Cindy cried. She slapped the emergency stop button in panic and the elevator lurched to a halt. The lights flickered and she looked up at Richard guiltily. "I don't think we have much time!"
"Maybe we should...." Richard said.
"Get down on your knees and... kiss my feet!" Cindy ordered.
Richard forgot the rest of what was going to say and did as he was told. This time there were no fishnet stocking to impede his progress and he immediately began to take each of her toes into his mouth in succession. He sucked each one, encircling it with his tongue lovingly before moving on the the next.
Cindy giggled as the attention seemed to tickle her which only added to Richards excitement. His curved member jutted out from his body, moving slightly with each beat of his heart. Cindy slowly slid down to sit on the floor with her back to the wall so she could rub her other foot against the smooth skin of his shaft and balls. Then she moved on to her back as Richard continued to lick and kiss her foot. She placed her other foot flat against his hairless chest and reached around with her hand to capture his cock.
Richard in turn reached down to cup her breast, squeezing the nipple before tracing his fingers across her stomach, then between her legs to her find the soft warmth of her centre. He let his finger dance over her clit and then slowly slip past the soft puffy lips of her vagina. She moaned and tugged at him in earnest rocking her body slowly back and forth.
Somewhere the elevator alarm had begun to blare but they were both oblivious. Cindy pulled her knees to her chest her wet vulva opening to reveal the pink depths inside. Richard began to maneuver himself into a suitable position to enter but instead Cindy brought her feet down, soles pressed together and put his cock between them. She slid her feet up and down his shaft causing Richard to buck his hips. He grabbed her ankles, pressing her soles together even tighter around his member.
Cindy slid two fingers into her slippery pussy and began to pleasure herself while Richard watched in amazement as he fucked her feet.
Finally, with a powerful thrust, thick cum exploded from deep within him and splattered across Cindy's belly and pelvis.
Richard, leaned down and kissed her deeply on the mouth and she responded eagerly. Finally, he rose and helped her up from the floor. The alarm was still sounding and now they could hear someone yelling.
Quickly, they dressed and when they were sure they looked as normal as possible Cindy pressed the stop button again. The elevator began to rise and a few seconds later the doors opened on the lobby. The security was standing outside looking worried.
"What the heck happened? Are you two okay?" He asked.
"We're fine, but I think you need to get someone to look at that elevator. We were stuck between floors for ages." Richard said trying to sound annoyed.
"Of course, I already called maintenance, they're on their way." The guard explained. "Are you sure you're both alright?"
"A little shook up, but fine," said Cindy. "Richard, will you walk me to my car."
"Of course... Miss Cresswell." Richard said quickly escorting her out of the building.
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UnderFoot in the Office ***ADULTS ONLY***
Сучасна прозаA little story about a man with a big problem.