Devoted to Pleasure Chapter 2

Even before she entered the store she could see they weren’t too busy. Being only slightly after 1:00, none of the stores had much traffic. Greeting the cashier with a smile, she moved on to roam the many rows.

Concentrating on her many possible choices, she hadn’t even realized a guy had been checking her out. It wasn’t till the third time she noticed him staring towards her that she got the hint. He had gradually worked his way to just three rows away from her. He wasn’t too bad looking. Middle aged, she guessed. He was the average polo shirt type of guy. Kelly smiled towards him, which he returned with a slight wink.

Towards the end of her row she found a gorgeous, strapped pair of sandals. They had about a two-inch heel. The straps were thin and placed to fully show her sexy toes. She really liked that style but loved the smooth brown material.

Moving to the bench at the end of the aisle she saw no one really nearby except the polo guy working his way across the back wall doing a poor job of feigning interest in any of the shoes on the wall. Sitting, she crossed her leg over and undid her laces. She slid off her shoe revealing her lovely shell colored nails. Because she knew no women were around, she ignored the small box of testing booties located at hers and every bench in the store.

As she slid on the sandal, she noticed the guy staring at her foot and watched his eyes as she fastened the strap around the back. Pointing her toes she seductively stretched her leg, a position she was sure was torturing her admirer. Only about ten feet from her, he tried again to act occupied with a pair of boots that were just barely larger than a kid’s size. They were quite obviously too small for him.

Not wanting to scare him, she acted unaware as she lowered her leg and crossed the other. Removing her other shoe as the one before, she paused to curl her toes, rubbing her hand across the arch as if it were sore. Noticing his full attention from the corner of her eye, she slid on the other heeled sandal much more slowly than normal. So, accustomed to giving men what they wanted, she wasn’t even consciously trying to seduce him the way she was. As naturally as could be, her fingers traced the thin sole from front to back, just barely caressing her skin as they continued up to about mid-calf.