The kinky car dealers weakness for Heels and Stockings…..
A few weeks ago I had the embarrassing situation with a customer who we had let down, to make matters worst when I met her she caught me starring at her heels and stockings. From that meeting it was clear to her I had a heels and stockings fetish.
I was troubled by this addiction and went to see a GP who had heard of similar cases. The recommendation was to book an appointment with a nurse who specialised in fetishes and their treatment. An appointment was made. I arrived at the address and knocked on the door which was opened by the nurse who greeted me with a warm welcome. I couldn’t help thinking I had seen her face somewhere before. She looked familiar but I just couldn’t remember where I’d seen her before.
Once inside the nurse asked the question “Have we meet before?”. It was only then that the penny dropped. “Christ” I thought to myself. This is the lady who we had let down weeks earlier. It was at that moment she recognised me too. “I do know you” she said squinting her eyes as she peered closer at me. “The service manager at my garage, correct?”.
I could feel my face going a deep shade of beetroot as my heat began to pound in my chest. “Yes we have met and I’m still very sorry about our mistake” I told her. My head dropped hoping she couldn’t see my embarrassment. As I did I immediately found myself staring at her heels. My were eyes transfixed and now gazing up her legs ‘I bet she’s wearing stockings!’.
Something was beginning to stir in my undies. “Right let’s start” said the nurse which immediately snapped me out of my trance and took my mind off my growing erection. “Urmm, yes nurse” I replied not knowing what I had just agreed to, if anything. “Remove all of your clothes please” she asked. As I undressed she told me part of the treatment was to wear stockings, which I found strange but did as I was told. Nurse knows best.
I stood in the stockings, feeling slightly embarrassed but not so much so. “Feel them” she said as she watched me closely stroking my silken legs. They felt nice, in fact they felt good and I could feel my cock wake up. “Hmmmm” she said and handed me a pair of black stilettos. “Try these for size” she barked. “Heels?” I said to her feeling a tad confused. “Put them on!” she replied firmly. At this point I dare not argue and put the heels on. “Heels and Stockings, I’ve seen it all now” I quipped.
She sat back on a chair watching me closely. She crossed her legs then somehow without using her hands managed to slide her shoe down her toes and began to dangle it. She saw my reaction or rather the reaction of my cock which was now at full mast and dribbling at the carrot that was been dangled in front of it. She then told me to “Kneel, as close to my dangling heel as you can without touching it”. I was now bursting at the seams to cum and being so close to her heels made it all the more impossible to hold back, but I knew I had to.
She started to rub the tip my cock with the point of her shoe. My pre cum dribbled over the tip as my cock twitched helplessly. This made her grin. “Poor poor patient” she cooed. “My diagnosis is you have an acute Heels and Stockings fetish”. She bent forward and whispered “Remove my shoe and lick it clean you messy boy”. This was a dream come true for me but she probably knew that.
She told me to place the shoe back on her foot. She then stood up. “Take a good look” she told me. Her shiny spit/cum covered shoes glistened in the light. My eyes followed her legs up as far as her hem line. I so wanted to touch her stocking-ed legs but dare not. The nurse then walked away from my stare. This time my eyes didn’t follow her, but I could hear she was doing something behind me.
“You can turn around now” she said. Her uniform was open, her hands on her hips, legs slightly apart and she was wearing black patient thigh length boots. “I want to see if boots get the same reaction as as my shoes did, and I want them licked cleaned”. To ensure I had enough spit she told me to open wide. As I did she leaned toward my face and spat directly into my mouth. “Now lick my boots”. My cock was throbbing, I so wanted to masturbate and cum all over her boots. Then to my surprise she invited me to rub my cum covered cock over her boots.
She stood closer to me and whispered ‘fuck my boots’. I almost came right there and then but held back. I wanted to prolong this ecstasy for as long as possible. Her legs were together, I held each boot and slipped my cock between them just above her ankles. “Aaaagghhhh” I moaned as my foreskin slid back. “Again” she demanded. I did as she asked. “Again” she repeated it over and over until I found myself fucking her boots fast and hard until I squirted my hot cum all over her heels. Panting I leaned forward to catch my breath but her hand gripped the back of my head as she pushed my face towards my cum “Lick them clean” she whispered. “This is the best course of treatment for your weakness, your heels and stockings fetish!”.