It was only my third day at work and I really began to wonder if I could ever make enough money at this job to make ends meet. Originally I jumped at the opportunity to work in a shoe store, especially when they mentioned commission. I couldn't help but figure I would be rolling in the dollars making minimum wage plus commission. Over the last several days it appears that meant making exactly minimum wage since I was able to sell no shoes.
The main problem was there simply weren't many customers coming in and I must admit those that did didn't necessarily see me at my best. I mean I think I overreacted on the first few what with my flitting back and forth with the foot measure, and then the shoes they wanted and finally with the mirror. Yeah, in the normal sale of shoes these are all used, but I guess I got a little too excited using them.
By the second day I had settled down some but then I started having trouble concentrating. At one point while slipping a shoe on I woman I simply looked off into space as I gently rubbed her foot. When she finally asked, "Are you planning to put that shoe on me or what?" I glanced up at her, grabbed the wrong shoe and pushed it on, hurting her foot.
That wasn't too odd, but I discovered I had an erection after rubbing her feet for so long. For my next customer I had no sooner slipped on the shoe and my cock was hard. It wouldn't have been so bad but she asked me to bring her another size. I tried to keep it concealed when I stood up, but ended up nearly poking her eye out with the bulge in my pants.
The next customer was a lady who must have been a hundred years old so I figured with all the wrinkly, blotched skin, sagging breasts and skinny legs there would be no way I'd get aroused, but sure enough I pulled off her shoe and as I touched her foot to slide a shoe on, my cock quickly grew. Luckily the old lady didn't make me get a different size shoe and I was able to crawl behind the counter and then stand up. With the counter completely hiding the bulge in my pants I was able to complete my first sale.
I didn't get a commission for the sale because it turns out the old lady's credit card was stolen. Apparently her worthless son in law gave her the credit card to use, a credit card he stole off of some murder victim. I ended up spending the rest of the day talking to policemen about that old lady. Of course I left out the part about my erection.