Shoe stores were specialty stores until around the mid 1960's. Then they became part of the total clothing store picture that we know today.
This story takes place immediately after WWII when women's full fashioned nylon stockings became available again after being used to manufacture parachutes and other materials for the United States during the war effort.
I was an eighteen year old guy and needed a job. Saw an ad in the local newspaper for a shoe salesman so I went and applied. The manager was a lady about forty who was quite attractive and told me what the job requirements would be and that she ran a rather upscale store with a lot of middle aged women as customers. These ladies liked to be waited on and be catered to as they came in for new shoes. Tips on sales could be quite good along with some other perks.
Men also were quite good customers, but she took care of most of them. I also found out during the interview that she was a single lady and had never been married.
"My name is Melody, but I go by Mel. I run a very upscale shoe store mostly for women, but do have a few male customers too." she said. "Most of my female customers are middle aged ladies who have been with me for several years and expect good service and are quite discreet."
"What exactly will my job be?" I asked.
"You will be fitting these ladies for shoes and sometimes will sell them hosiery too." she replied. "Many of them purchase a few additional items from me and if I don't have an item in stock, I easily order it for them." Mel replied. "Now I need to check you out, so let me lock the front door so we won't be disturbed for a few minutes."
She locked the front door and pulled the blind on it and the large front window so the store was lit only by the inside lights.
"Now, take down your trousers so I can check your cock." she said. "If you're going to be my salesman you must have the right length cock as well as being uncircumcised. My customers demand that."
I hesitated a moment, but undid my belt and zipped my fly down. I pulled my trousers and briefs down and my six inch uncut cock sprang to life.
"Ah, that will do quite nicely." Mel said. "My customers will love your fucking cock. Now let me pull your cock a few strokes so I can see how big it gets when it is erect."
She stroked my cock until it was standing our in front of me, then put it in her mouth and began sucking on it. She sucked me up and down about ten times until I suddenly erupted in her mouth. Mel never hesitated as she swallowed every drop of my sperm filled semen.
"Quite nice," she said as she removed her mouth from my cock. "My ladies will love your fucking cock. Now pull your trousers and briefs up so I can show you something else, then we must get to work."
I pulled my briefs and trousers up and she told me to sit on one of the little stools that the sales person used to measure feet of customers.
She sat in a chair in front of me and as she sat down, she pulled her knee length skirt up to her waist. I immediately saw she was not wearing any panties or knickers under her skirt. She also had a very thick patch of coal black pubic hair that extended down her thighs to her stockings tops.
"This is how some of my customers will be dressed when they come in for a fitting of new shoes." she said. "They will expect you to murmur words of appreciation to them about how their pussies look and a few will want you to reach out and play with them. Some customers are quite well to do, but their husbands pay no attention to them or their sexual needs any longer, so I will depend on you to take good care of them."
"I can't believe this is really happening." I told her. "It seems to unreal. You mean that these women really will want me to 'service them' as well as sell them shoes?" I asked.
"Yes. Some will make appointments with you to meet at their homes." she said. I will package up some products and you will take them to their home. When you get there you will do whatever it is they request of you. Perhaps they will just want you to watch them pee a few times. Or perhaps they will want you to eat their pussies or even fuck them." she said. "Whatever they want you to do, please do it. They are quick to let me know how you do. Now let me get the shade on the door up and unlock it again. I think we may have a customer or two before the end of the day. You are interested in the job are you not?" she asked.
"Quite interested." I replied. "What is the starting pay?"
"I pay four dollars an hour and you will work six hours a day, six days a week plus other benefits."Mel replied. "You need to fill out a few papers, then we can get started."
Less then an hour later our first customers arrived. One was quite tall and looked about forty five, while the other was an inch of two shorter and appeared to be in her mid twenties. The older one had short hair that had obviously been toned while the younger one had a head of coal black hair. They were introduced to me as Emmy Lou and her daughter Becky.
"Becky needs a new pair or two of shoes Mel." said Emmy Lou. "I think about a two inch heel for one and perhaps a shorter heel for the second pair."
I moved over to a stool and Becky put her foot up on the foot pad. In doing so she pulled her skirt up a little bit and spread her legs open about a foot. She was wearing sheer coal black Directoire Knickers and I could see very clearly the huge mass of coal black cunt hair she had around her cunt. She also had very hairy legs that showed through her beige nylon stockings she was wearing.
Suddenly, Emmy Lou hollered "Mel, I have to piss very badly. May I use your toilet?"
"Yes dear. Go piss in my toilet." Mel answered.
Becky, upon hearing her mother holler that she needed to piss said "Mother don't use that terrible language. You have a new salesman waiting on us and he may not be used to hearing women talk like that. Now go pee, so you will be ready to try on some new shoes when you finish."
After Emmy Lou left, Becky reached down and pulled her DK's up over her stocking tops giving me a nice glimpse of her very hairy thighs. She smiled and asked "Do you like what you see, whatever your name is?"