The Shoe Store

Shoeguy2369

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OOC: Thought i'd try something other then the norm' here on the boards. Lets see how it goes, or if it goes anywhere. I would like to have post with decent amount of detail and size, You don't need to be a novelist, but you shouldn't be a quick one liner either. I don't mind if anyone wants to be a regular customer or an employee, just let me know who you want to be.

Shop Name: My Achilles Heel
Shop Owner and Operator: Jason
Age: 27
Height: 5' 10
Weight: 175
Build: Average, he has muscle tone, but he isn't a body builder.
Description: Jason was slightly tanned, and he had dark brown hair. His hair was short, which he wore messy. Easy to maintain and get ready in the morning.
Background: Jason grew up in a middle class family of 5. He was youngest of his siblings. His oldest sister, Megan was 3 years older, and his middle sister Cindy was a year older. With three older women in his life, and the lack of a father made him grow up faster then anyone else. Jason's father died in a routine traffic stop which went sour.

IC:

Having lost his father when he was 7. He was the man of the house fairly early in life and became the "man" that was needed in his family, but he was exposed to many of the quirks of a womans life as well. Especially shopping and fashion. His mother and sisters took him shoe shopping and clothes shopping at least every weekend. So when he was givin his inheritence when he turned 21 he did what he knew best. He opened up a shoe store. It was rough those first few years, trying to get established, enticing people to enter the store and buy his selection, but he strived. Jason had found a storefront for his establishment, with a living space in the back. It had its privileges. He could wake up and be at work and he didn't have to commute home either. And he was able to stave a few robberies from occuring.

Being open for 6 years allowed Jason the luxury of making his store more personal. He had couches in the middle of the room with the shoes against the walls. The entire right wall covered in heels, ranging from pumps to 5 inch heels. Open and closed toed. On the small left wall just before the boots were the remaining small collection of 6 inch heels and flip flops.

Jason stood at the counter, it was about 11 am and the store was empty. Jason had just opened the shop an hour ago and not a single person had shown up since. There were a few regulars who like the selection he had and came by at least once a month, but he did like helping new patrons.
 
Kitty Clark

Sounds like fun...thought I'd try something different, too, for a character...

Character bio: Katherine (Kitty) Clarke is a pretty widow in her mid-thirties. She had married a man almost 25 years her senior, a high powered lawyer, who had passed away nearly 5 years ago leaving his lovely wife with a hefty inheritance. Kitty had never remarried. Originally from Georgia, she is something of a town eccentric with her frilly dresses and ornate hats. She's 5'5 with honey blonde hair that just brushes her shoulders. She wears it curled under with bobby pins on the sides and looks as if she just stepped out of the 1940s. Her eyes are a startling elecric blue. She has a slender but curvaceous figure: 34B, 26, 34. 130 lbs. She writes romance novels under a pseudonym but most of the locals know who she is. Kitty has a particularly musical way of speaking with her southern drawl and almost always seems to be in a hurried state of breathlessness. She loves to entertain. And she loves any manner of shopping--especially shoes. She's a regular and dedicated customer with her dainty size 6 and 1/2 feet.

IC: Kitty stepped into the Achilles Heel, her arms overloaded with bundles and packages. As usual, she looked as if she had just come from a garden party in a soft, white dress covered in lavendar flowers. The material was a gauzy fabric and tied in the back with a bow, accenting her trim waist. The collar was frilly and as she bent over a couch to put down some things, the V neckline revealed a modest hint of cleavage.

"Jason darlin," she twittered softly from behind her bundles, "would you be a peach and help me with these?" She smiled prettily at the shopkeeper, revealing dimples. "I shouldn't buy another thing," she whispered confidentially, "but you know how I feel about shoes."

Kitty took off her white straw hat, trimmed with a silky lavendar ribbon to match the floral print of her dress. She smelled like roses and sandalwood mixed with the slightest tinge of citrus. She wore a pair of white heels with a strap across the front and a pointed toe: sleek, simple, and elegant.

"I need your help. Kitty twirled dramatically and rummaged delicately through one of her packages. I'm looking for something that I can wear with chartreuse." She pulled out a lovely pale green sundress.

"What do you think? Is it TOO green?"
 
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Darius James
6'4
205
black hair kept short brown eyes
soul patch kept neatly trimmed

Darius ran his own restaurant and liked to keep himself well-dressed.He was raised in the Bronx by a single mother who stressed being the best at anything you do.She always made his shirt was tucked in or his hair was brushed.After graduating from high school he went to college and studied restaurant management.With help from his family he opened up an soul food restaurant called "What's Cookin'?".


A black Lexus pulled infront of the Achilles Heel and Darius got out dressed in a navy business suit.He walked inside and began to look around.
 
Jason waited behind the counter staring out thru the glass front window. Spaced out for a moment, he was brought back to reality by the chime at the door as Kitty entered his establishment. Jason wore black pants, with a blue button up shirt. Kitty was a regular customer of his, one he enjoyed helping along. She always seemed genuinely intrested in what his opinion was, at least thats what it seemed like. Comming out from behind the counter, Jason made his way over to Kitty and took a few of her packages from her. "Morning Kitty. You started early today didn't you?" Chuckling he set the bags down on the floor near the couch. As he straightened his back to stand upright he couldn't help but notice how nice Kitty looked today. Not that she didn't look nice when she came to his store any of the other tims.

"I shouldn't buy another thing," she whispered confidentially, "but you know how I feel about shoes."

Jason smirked and whispered back, "The same as I do." Laughing he rubbed his hands together, "So lets see what we have to work with." Kitty turned and began to rummage delicately through one her packages, until she found what she was looking for. In the mean time a black lexus had parked in front of the store and a man in a navy business suit entered and began looking around. "Morning Sir, be with you shortly."

I'm looking for something that I can wear with chartreuse. What do you think? Is it TOO green?"

Jason looked over the dress and then at Kitty almost as if sizing her up against the dress. "No it will definetly bring out the color of your eyes, we just need to find the right shoes to match." Jason walked around the store and pulled down a three inch wedge shoe, open toed with slightly darker green wraps that would wrap around the ankle. The wedge was a cream color, almost as if made out of straw, but that was just for effect. Next he pulled out a pair of sandals, with a low one inch heel, with a dark brown strap across the top of the foot.

Jason returned to the couch and held, both pairs of shoes out for Kitty. "How are these?"
 
Kitty liked "The Achilles Heel" for its quaintness and for the individualized service that she received. Jason also had impeccable taste in shoes and she enjoyed his friendly manners and respected his opinions. And his attractive good looks certainly didn't hurt.

Jason looked over the dress and then at Kitty almost as if sizing her up against the dress. "No it will definetly bring out the color of your eyes, we just need to find the right shoes to match."

Kitty's eyes twinkled merrily at the compliment and she smiled appreciatively. She watched him pull a couple of shoe choices from the shelves. She appraised them both.

"Mmmmm," she cooed, "I like those..." She chose the three inch wedge shoe, open toed with slightly darker green wraps that would wrap around the ankle.

"May I try them on?"

Kitty slipped off her shoes. She wore stockings but her perfectly mainicured toes were visible through them. They were painted a dusky shade of mauve to compliment the lavendar hues on her dress and matched the polish on her fingernails. Kitty liked to be coordinated.

Kitty noticed an exceedingly tall man browsing through the shop. He was wearing a business suit. Kitty had never seen him before.

"Jason, you have such good taste," Kitty breathed exuberantly, looking from the dress to the shoes as he helped her slide into them.
 
Jason smiled as Kitty picked the shoes in his left hand. Excusing himself for a moment he returned to the wall to set the sandals back on display and get the correct size from the store room. He returned with the three inch wedge, size six. Bending his knees he pulled his pant leg up slightly to get comfortable as he took a knee in front of Kitty. If it were any other time, any other place, it would have looked like he was about to propose to her. Jason removed the shoe from the box and untied the loose knot of the straps, watching as Kitty slipped her shoes off in front of him.

"You can't buy them if you don't try them on" chuckling Jason took a gentle hold of her heel and slipped the shoe over her toes. Slowly the material slipped over her stockinged flesh. Her well manicured toes were visible through the sheer material. Licking his lips unconsiously at the sight before him, he wrapped the strap around her ankle and tied them together in the front while she rested her foot against his knee.

"Well thank you Kitty, I just hope you like what I have to offer"

Jason slowly lowered her foot to the floor to repeat the same proccess to the other. Looking up and winking at Kitty, "All set, go ahead and look in the mirror if you want" Scratching his head as he watched her stand up, the shoes did look good on her, if out of place. Standing up he made a suggestion. "You know, if you want, you can go in the back and try on your dress with the shoes, it should help with the visualization. You can change in my room back there."

Jason noticed that his closer had showed up and asked if the other gentlman in the store needed any help. She was a good employee, we had worked out after a few weeks of her working there, that she was more adapt to helping the male clientle the store had, then he was. Jason would help the female clientle, the arangement worked out well for them both on occasions.

EDIT: changed to add the employee.
 
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Jane

Our hours were staggerred, so he could get off at a decent hour, and we didnt usually get a lot of early morning customers, so I start at noon and stay until closing at 9 PM.

On arrival I saw Jason sitting on his stool before a nice looking lady whom I had seen in here before, gently stroking her stockinged foot and helping her into a pair of dark green wedgie shoes.

He and I have a deal, where normally he waits on the female customers and I take care of the men.

And I do take good care of them.

Sometimes they come by at closing time and we go into the back room, or they take me home. I especially like it what they take me home for a threesome with his wife, and once on a Saturday night, it wasnt a threesome but a wild orgy and an extra horny girl was always welcome.

Today there was a handsome guy in a dark blue business suit waiting for service, and I ambled over and asked "May help you, Sir?"
 
"May help you, Sir?"

He turned and saw one of the most stunning women he had ever seen.Her shirt clung to her breast in the perfect way and he din't see it but he assumed her ass was beautiful. His cock was thinking "fuck" but his mind said "Speak!"

"UHHH ummmmmmmmmmmmmm" he stammered.He finally regained control after calming down."Yea,I'd like to know which of these would go better with my suit."He picked up a pair of black Armani loafers and some brown Gucci dress shoes.He took off his suit jacket to reveal a crisp white dress shirt that did a nice job of showing off his toned athletic figure.
 
Elizabeth Samuals

Seeking a job
Age: 22
Height: 5' 8
Build: Thin but not dainty more of an althletic build,although not ovely musclar
Description: Black hair alomst past her shoulders normaly in loose curls, deep emrald eyes, she has a dominateing personality she likes to be in the lead.
Background: Elizabeth, Izzy to friends, had 3 brother growing up so knows how not to take crap from any one especaily guys..

Elizabeth Walked into the shop, she had her long black hair up in a pony tail for a change. She had on a pair of black sunglasses that covered her emerald eyes she had on a pair of black leather boots with a 3 inch heal with jeans and a black long sleave shirt, the cuffs were rolled up so it came almost up to her elbow and the first 3 bottons undone revealing a bit of cleaveage.

She saw both of the attendants busy so she browsed the shelves, she was looking for a job not a pair of shoes, but looking couldnt hurt she sat on one of the sofas and pulled up her sunglasses. she looked around agian it was a cute shop she could see her self working in this kind of envoirment.
 
Kitty Clark

Kitty enjoyed the attention Jason paid her. It wasn't often anymore today that you received service like this and she liked to pamper herself. Through long lashes, she watched him help her into the shoes. Kitty stood up and looked in the mirror. She did like the shoes but she agreed that it was difficult to gauge in her stocking-clad feet.

"Well thank you Kitty, I just hope you like what I have to offer."

"I always enjoy taking a peek at what you have on display, Jason," Kitty responded playfully.

She looked appraisingly in the mirror. "I'm going to take you up on your suggestion and try the dress on, too." Kitty saw Jason wink at her as he stood up to check on another customer. She smiled at him. She enjoyed their verbal banter.

Kitty went into Jason's back room carrying the bag with the chartreuse dess, humming softly to herself. The door did not close completely behind her. Kitty removed the new shoes. She began removing her dress next. She struggled a couple of moments with the zipper in the back of the dress but managed to pull it down. Next, she untied the bow at her waist and slid the dress down carefully, shaking it past her hips until it pooled at her feet. Her bra was ivory satin embroidered with lace and she wore panties that matched. She bent over slightly and rolled down her left stocking and then the right. They were white, like her dress. With her feet bare, she would have a much better idea about the new shoes. Kitty pulled the sundress out of the bag and slipped it over her head. The fabric was light and clung to her flatteringly. This particular dress would definitely require a strapless bra--or no bra at all, Kitty mused. The green did indeed bring out her eyes making them appear more turquoise than her ususal blue. Kitty slipped the shoes back on and fitted the straps around her ankles and fixed the ties.

She checked her reflection in Jason's mirror. She pulled her hair back away from her neck. A friench twist, maybe. Kitty looked at the shoes; they complimented the dress nicely. She smiled and turned to head back out to the shop.

She wanted Jason's opinion.
 
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Jane

With a navy blue suit of course ther black loafers would look better than brown shoes, and I told him so. He took a seat on one of the couches and I sat on the stool before him, pulling up the hemline of my skirt when seating myself, apparently for comfort but really to give him a peek up my bare thighs.

This was a practiced move I always used with guys, and almost always got a sale and usually a fuck to go with it.

I took his foot in my hand andf sensuously massaged it, ticking the instep while I blinked my eyes at him. That worked every time. Then I slipped the shoe on his footie and had him stand and walk around a little.

God I wished there had been dance music because I wanted to be in his arms inhaling his scent and feeling that crisp shirt up against my braless tits.

He bought the shoes, and when I handed him the credit card slip, I included my business card with my home phone number. As he signed it and handed it back, I told him to call me anytime if he had a problem or needed any special service

He winked at me and said he would.

Turning I saw a young girl sitting on another couch, and Jason was still busy so I went over to chat with her. She asked if there were any job openings, and I told her I wasnt the boss, he was over there gesturing towasrd Jason and his custom er.

Then she mentioned that she had watched and oveheard me with the gentleman, and asked if it always worked to make the sale.

I said "Not only the sale, but often a date to celebrate the new shoes and break them in properly"
 
"On second thought,I think I'll try this on here."He said dropping a hint to Jane??He walked into the dressing room carrying a pair of slacks and a light blue shirt but not after catching the eye of the employee who had just helped him.He slowly undressed admiring himself in the mirror.

"Darius,you are one sexy man"he said showing his tight abs in the mirror.
 
Faith walked up to Jason when she had gotten up jane was in the dressing room but right when she was about to say who she was jane walked back out she still put her hand out coly "Hi My names Faith I was wondering if you had any positions avaliable, Im rather felxiable" she smiled and did almost a head nod and waited for his response.
The more she looked around the more she realized how much suduction was used just to sell shoes it kinda turned her on she could feel her body almost tensen. she tryed to play it off cooly though. she breathed deeply. Her body language indicated confidence but her head screamed that she was nevous she really was starting to like it here. It was somehing she thought she would be good at.
 
Jane

He was in the dressing room for a very long time. I excused myself to go check on him. I certainly didnt think he looked like the type of guy who would try to sneak out and steal a pair of slacks and a shirt. Not when he had just signed a credit card slip to which I could always add the additional charges.

It might cause a hassle but he'd have to show up to contest it

I excused myself from the young girl, thinking I could teach her everything she needed to know about selling shoes on her back with her legs spread.

The dressing room doesnt have a door. Just a curtain provided privacy, and it was pulled back as he stood adfmiring himself in the mirror, but not nearly as much as he was admired in my eyes.

I stepped in with him, pulled the curtain, and asked if he needed any assistance or service.
 
"Yea you could help me"He pulled her close to him lifting her chin with his finger and kisses her softly,inhaling her perfume.

"How bad do you want me to buy these shoes?"He whispered as he began to kiss her neck.
 
Jane

'You already bought the shoes and now you get me as a bonus. How does that sound?" as my hand found his crotch and fondled his cock through the slacks

I kissed him back, and sat on the little bench in the dressing room, spread my legs and pulled up my dress display ing as bare shaved cunt. I never weasr panties at worfk, but usually dont show it the first time when just helping with the shoes.

I pulled him to me and unbuttonned and unzipped the slacks, saying they were too baggy for him, as they fell to his feet with his boxers and his semi-hard cock bobbed up in my face, soon to be buried in my mouth
 
Jason

"We always have something appealing to the eye here" Jason nodded as Kitty took up the offer to try on her dress in the back, with the look of how busy the store got, he probably wouldn't be able to get into the store room and catch a glimpse of Kitty thru the door. Just as Kitty gathered her things to head into the back of store, his room, another patron of the Achilles Heel walked up to him and extended her hand.

Hi My names Faith I was wondering if you had any posistions avaliable, I'm rather flexible"

Jason extended his own hand and shook hers. It was a gentle 'nice to meet you' handshake, but he could feel her soft fingers wrap around his hand. "I'm sure I can find something for you to do today. Do you mind working so I can see how well you do before I hire you? You will be paid of course, but no guarantee's you'll continue working beyond today. Deal?" Jason looked Faith over quickly, taking in the details with one quick pass before he offered her a few things that needed to be done around the store.

"For starters, we just got a new shipment of shoes yesterday, you could bring them out and set them up, or you could clean up the store a little. If another customer comes in, feel free to jump in and help in anyway you can. I'm sure we'll find the perfect posistion for you." Grinning Jason showed Faith the back of the store where the boxes of new shoes were. "Actually go ahead and pick a pair out for yourself."

Jason returned to the main part of the store just a minute before Kitty emerged wearing the new shoes and her new dress. Jane and the tall man had dissappeard from sight, but he had a pretty good idea where they had gone. "Oh wow, well don't you look delicious." Jason stood near the couches in the center of the store as he looked Kitty over from her head down to her newly exposed toes. He was right, the dress did bring out the color in her eyes. The dress fit her curves nicely, it hugged her body in all the correct places. The shoes that he had picked out for her complimented the dress well. The straps around her ankles caught his eyes, as well as the dark colored toenail polish.

"Well I'm sure theres going to one lucky man when wear this for him" motioning with his hand at her attire. Jason licked his lips unconsciously as images of various acts of pleasure rushed thru his head in a split second.
 
Faith smiled and picked out a pair of strapy black sandals that covered her toes she grabbed a bunch of boxes from the back and started filling the shelves. She was a hard worker you had to give her that. She smiled at jason helping the coustmer he had a way with people you could tell in his voice.

She continues to stack shelves then she went in the back and took the new ship ment and sorted them by size on the shelves in the back she was quiet and kept to her self. She was hoping that another coustmer came in so that she would have some one to talk to.
 
Kitty Clark

Kitty stepped out into the main part of the store. She laughed joyfully at her reflection in the mirror with a kind of childlike delight.

She turned to Jason.

"I think I'm sold."

"Well I'm sure there's going to one lucky man when you wear this for him," he replied, motioning with his hand at her attire.

"He's going to have to catch me first," Kitty quipped, "I'm going to the outdoor art festival tonight. It's a good place to people watch-- to do research for my new book."

Kitty often chattered with Jason about her novels. She didn't often discuss her work but it was refreshing to have an outlet where she could let some of her ideas for her romance novels fly in a playful, non-judgmental environment. He always seemed amused by her little tales of drama and intrigue.

Kitty enjoyed their flirtation but had never taken it seriously. He was probably ten years younger than she was and she doubted that he thought anything more of their interactions than as a light, fun flirtation. But today Kitty felt a strong jolt that maybe--just maybe--there was a definite and real attraction. Kitty was a cerebreal type who lived often in her mind and in her fantasies; sometimes reality took some time to sink in through the cloud of fancy that surrounded her.

But she decided it would be worthwhile to test the waters. Kitty felt her cheeks flush when he told her that she looked "delicious." She was almost flustered by it.

"Jason," Kitty drawled, "perhaps I'll stop on by beforehand so you can see the full effect of the ensemble you've helped me put together so nicely." Kitty smiled. "I'm going to pay for these and run back there and change before I go."

Kitty followed Jason over to the counter. As she handed him her credit card, she stroked his palm lightly, fleetingly with her fingertips. It was a buttefly caress, quick enough to be almost unnoticeable and yet completely unmistakable.
 
Faith had emerged form the back with a new pair of strappy black sandals, she no longer wore her boots, but she still looked good. With a handful of boxes she started to fill the shelves. He liked her initiative. He didn't need to tell her where to put the shoes or how to arrange them, she did it on her own. So far she was a keeper.

Kitty walked into the main part of the store and turned towards him saying I think I'm sold.

"Oh lets hope not, I didn't get a chance to bid." Chuckling Jason nodded. "A fine catch you will make indeed. Your onto a new book huh? Wasn't it just last weekend you finished your last one? You will have to send me a copy one day."

Jason enjoyed the playful banter between Kitty and him. There were times, as a salesman, he had to flirt in order to get the sale. But with Kitty, it was more for the fun, the enjoyment. And the fact that she had impecible taste in shoes, and she was damn fine he you asked him. Smiling when he watched her cheeks flushed, Jason picked up the box which now held her shoes and carried it to the counter. Kitty followed close behind as she dug thru her purse to gather her credit card.

Kitty's hand lightly touched his palm, her fingertips barely made contact with his skin as she handed him the plastic. There was no mistaking the touch, but was it what he thought it was? He followed her with his eyes as she walked past the counter, into the back and into the room to change. He rung up the shoes and charged the card.

'Jane is offly quiet in there with that guy' he thought. Which was really a good thing. He had reprimanded her a few times for being too loud and causing his business to loose customers. But she was catching on. The less obvious she was, the more he allowed her to do.

Bagging the shoes Jason waited for Kitty's return from the back, while Faith continued to stock the shelves. The choice of sandals she picked out for herself fit her style. Hopefully a customer would come in, so he could see how she would handle herself.
 
faith walked up to jason behind the counter "im done stocking the backroom and the front room what exactly should i do now?" she smiled and waited patienly for his anwser she always liked to please and she liked shoes so this job seemed to be perfect.

she looked at jason he was charming nad handsome she smiled looking up at him becuse of the hieght diffrence although it was only acouple inches due to the heals. She had a couple of strips of hair in her face that had falled from her poy tail due to her moveing boxes
 
Kitty Clark

Kitty emerged back out into the store looking as if she had never changed. There was not a hair eschew. Her fancy dress billowed like a cloud around her as she moved. Jason was busy with a young, pretty salesperson. The store was getting busier.

Kitty grabbed her bags and the new purchase which Jason had neatly boxed for her. She did notice that Jason's eyes seemed to momentarily slide in her direction as she left. She waved at him as the bell on the door jingled when she opened it.

"Thanks again, darlin," she sang.

Kitty drove home, drumming her thumbs against the steering wheel and flipping through radio stations. She thought about Jason as she drove and her mind strayed immediately to the next erotic scene in her book.

She smiled mischievously to herself.

She'd have no trouble writing now. She had inspiration.

And she'd definitely be back to the Achilles Heel.
 
I put my cock in Jane's mouth and began to let her suck it while holding her head.
"MMMMMMMMMM that feels good"I whispered to her
 
Jane

I love sucking cock. I just cant get enough of it, as I quickly brought him to a climax asnd let him cum in my mouth, swallowing it all.

Standing I looked up at him and kissed him again, and asked if he wanted toi fuck me
 
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