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Bringing A Junior Colleague To Heel Ch 03

Bringing A Junior Colleague To Heel Ch 03

by sucorteil
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The week passed, and sure enough, bang on 4.30 PM, Sabrina heard a knock at her office door. As usual, she'd allowed her team to leave early, and it had allowed her to free her feet from the expensive sandals she'd been wearing all day. They were a strappy black pair with three-inch heels and she'd painted her nails white. She knew that her feet would have been causing a few stray thoughts among the men in the office who had a foot fetish, and perhaps even some who didn't.

"Come in," she called, quickly slipping her sandals back on.

In he stepped, and she could see that he had quickly started gazing underneath the table at her feet. She wasn't surprised as she was wiggling her toes as if they were all competing for his attention.

"I wasn't sure if I should come," he began.

Sabrina interrupted. "Of course. We had an appointment, right?"

"Yes, it's just my boss had asked me what I was doing here."

"And what did you tell him?"

"I told him you needed me to go over some of the new compliance policies."

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Sabrina was once again impressed with his initiative. "Well done," she purred. "Don't forget, dear, I am head of finance at this company so whatever I say carries more weight than whoever thinks he's in charge of you."

They both knew at this moment who was in charge of whom and Sabrina knew he had nothing more to worry about as there would be no further meetings.

"I thought you performed very well last week," she said, in a manner that meant she could easily have been talking about a genuine business meeting. "And your finished product was most exquisitely delivered," she giggled to herself.

Her colleague smirked and looked up at her. "So, how can I assist today?" he asked.

It was time to drop the work-related puns and get down to actual business. "I want you to massage my feet. Those heels have been killing me all day! Do a decent job and I'll let you suck my toes."

He nodded obediently, pulled up a chair opposite her and began to gently knead her soles with his thumbs.

Sabrina let out a long moan of satisfaction. "Don't hold back," she began, before pausing. "By the way, what is your name?" she asked, smiling to herself as she realised he'd spent all this time at her feet and she had no idea what he was called.

"Daniel," he told her, not once breaking contact between his thumbs and her soles. Sabrina felt as if he actually knew what he was doing, as he moved in circles around the bottoms of her feet, working his way up and down from her heels to her toes and soon she felt utterly relaxed.

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"That's really really good," she told him. "I could get used to this every week!"

"So could I," Daniel blurted out.

Sabrina felt he was getting a little bold so she decided to make sure he knew who was in charge. "I want you to kiss my feet, Daniel. All over. Worship me like a goddess!" She spoke slowly, letting her words linger a little, putting on her best sultry voice.

"Oh yes," she giggled and squirmed as Daniel planted kisses all over her feet, exactly as she had instructed. She felt his warm lips all over her heels, her soles and finally the tips of her toes, where he stayed for a while. "You want those toes, huh?" she teased.

Another nod and a smile. "Not yet, Daniel, not yet." She could sense she was driving him wild and she had no intention of stopping there. "I want you to keep kissing my gorgeous feet while you wank your cock."

As he pulled out his penis, she could see he was already hard. "Oh, Daniel," she said in a condescending manner, "my feet really are that good, are they?"

"They're stunning," he told her confidently, calmly stroking his dick while smothering the top of her feet with more kisses. As he did so, Sabrina wiggled her toes some more, knowing that they would be right in his eyeline.

"Thank you," she said, not that she had needed telling. She placed her hand in her pocket and drew out her phone, composing a text to husband Nigel.

"I couldn't help myself. I'm about to make him SUCK MY TOES! Love you. FYL."

FYL stood for "Fuck You Later" and she was already anticipating what sort of 'punishment' her husband would deliver for her latest adventure in the office, which was about to take its most exciting turn yet.

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