He hated this hour, the long, monotonous hour before closing time, made even more unbearable today because Cynthia, his manager, had left him alone to close up shop. Not even her constant harping to keep him company and customers were few and far between, bustling past without a sideways glance, to make it home before the early dark of a cold winters evening.
As he returned from the storeroom he saw her. Petite, her long, light brown hair a river down her back, examining the red satin stilettos...".mmm.. good taste" he thought. Those shoes were definitely his favourite of all their present stock.
He approached her from behind. Her perfume was intoxicating, tendrils of musky scent danced around her, enticing. Her hands were small, long fingernails, unpainted but immaculate. She had removed her gloves to gently stroke the cold, soft satin along the arch of the shoe and feel its weight in her palm.
"Can I help you?"
She turned, smiling. "Do you have these in a 5?" Her eyes were extraordinary, blue, not the sweet blue of childhood innocence, but blue ice, almost feline in shape. And her accent, what was that? Not English...Australian maybe, a voice more husky and deep than one would anticipate from such a tiny creature.
"I'll check for out back, I'm sure there's one pair in stock.."
He returned with the red satin stilettos, size 5, to find her seated and bent forward, untying her lace up knee high leather boots with a practised, deft hand. As the black leather slowly unfolded from her calf, he saw them. His groin suddenly ached. They were sheer, so very sheer that he could clearly see the lone freckle on the inside of her left calf muscle. But how they shimmered, each tiny subtle turn of ankle and leg, caught the light. On his knees, supplication, he was mesmorised.
Without shifting his gaze from glimmer of her calves, he removed one red shoe from its box and presented it before her, a sexy satin offering. It was then he caught it, the slight dilation of her pupils, and a flicker of tongue along her top lip. She loves these shoes! Her sharp intake of breathe, palpable excitation...