I'd love to be crouching down helping ladies with their shoes, looking up their skirts etc. Especially the older types, 40+

Anyone work in a shoe shop? Or have any stories?

My step son worked at a very high end shoe shop for about 2 years. He had great stories. Very wealthy clientele. Some would come in every week, drop $1500 on shoes in no time. Thigh highs with no panties. Shaved pussies on display by "accident". He loved it.

I bet he had a ragging hardon!

I asked him more than once if he ever tagged any of them and his answer was always "I'll never tell".

Never thought I'd envy a shoe salesman his job.

Right about here is where I blow a monster load in my shorts or, better still, all over Dame Diana's elegant, soft soles:



Oh, Diana!!!

I'd say by his anwser he probably did get lucky

Ladies trying on Boots very, very slowly. Utter joy

Dream job?? How about male gynecologist.

Reality check

BRLCFH !

When my gf was in her early 20s on a hot summers day, we were visiting Ludlow. After lunch and a few wines, we popped in a little shoe shop after she noticed some boots in the window. We walked around and I watched the guy behind the counters eyes follow my Mrs as she bent or squatted to look at shoes. She had a low cut black top, half thigh denim mini on with knee high boots. I went over and joked she'd got an admirer, and she smirked and said we'd have to go and find a loo. He approached and asked In a posh voice, "Can I be of any assistance". I told him she was interested in the caramel coloured boots in the window in a 5, but we'd have to nip back as she needed the toilet. He offered the use of the shops and walked off with her, I could hear her footsteps going upstairs then he returned with a box to me and said, "Your ladies legs look fabulous if you don't mind me saying sir". I told him I didn't and thanked him as she returned to be offered a seat. She was grinning as he knelt and as she went to unzip her own boot, he said, "Allow me madam". I wondered off behind him glancing over as his hands pulled her boot off and as he turned to the box to remove the new ones, she lifted her hand showing me her thong clamped inside it. Now I knew why she was grinning, as I leaned on the counter watching her leg stretch out for him to slide the new one on. Her knees were parted slightly and I couldn't see his view. He patted her thigh and suggested a little walk. She asked if she could try the other and again he fitted it with her leg lifted I could see his gaze and his face had defiantly reddened. She thanked him and got up walking towards me as he knelt watching. She handed me her panties as her back was to him which I grabbed and put In my pocket. She sat back down and said they felt great. He again lifted her leg to his thigh and this time her other leg was much further apart. He had a clear view between her thighs as he took both off. He commented on her toned calves asking if she always wore heals. She told him she did and he suggested trying a new range he'd had in as he'd value her opinion, leaving us to fetch them allowing me to walk over, kiss her and run my hand between her legs. She was lovely and damp as he returned with three boxes. I watched her model the first pair, standing away from him as he looked on at her legs. I was stiffening and asked if he minded me using the toilet. I went up and used it and while thinking of her down there, I removed her thong and placed it on the toilet tank before returning down. She was just pulling her own back on as he remained kneeling as she crossed her leg to pull up the zip. She was now a liitle red faced too and winked as she said we'd take the boots and thanked him telling him it was nice to get the personal service rather than the big shops. We went to the counter and he said, "I'm taking 20 percent off for your assistance with the new range and modelling them for me". We said there was no need but he insisted.
We left and walked down a side road where she pushed me to the wall and kissed me hard, telling me she needed me now. We headed straight to the car and as we pulled off she asked if I'd enjoyed watching him look at her pussy. I placed her hand on my lap and said, "As you can feel, Yes". She then said, "well at least he's got a few snaps to remind him later", where as you get the benefit of it now. While I'd been upstairs, he'd asked if he could take a few pictures to show customers. She'd posed standing, sitting, leg up on the chair and finally said, "And with my skirt hitched up too". I called her a tart which she laughed at and reclined the seat. She took my hand and placed it between her legs and commented on him getting her nice and wet for me. I rubbed her as we pulled down the track to the car park, only our car there as we cuddled and fondled. I got her out to pose for me to remind us of the day. Exposing her tits In the open air then laying back in the seat to show me what he'd been staring at. I looked sidewards to the trees to see a man stood watching us from behind a tree, and asked how much the shop owner saw. She spread he legs wide open and I asked if she'd got like that. She giggled, nodded and then touched herself and said, "I let him feel me too". I put the camera down and got her out and bent over. I entered her from behind looking over at the stranger now wanking like mad. She couldn't see him as her legs trembled and she moaned out. I got close to cumming and pulled out and got her sat to finish me with her mouth. I watched the stranger shoot as she sucked before filling her mouth myself. It was a great day out with the perfect ending but sadly on returning a few months later for a repeat we found the shop had closed. It was such a let down as she'd agreed to go further the first visit.

Probably rather either be a male pornstar or something like Amazon CEO so you've got enough money to just naturally be dripping in bitches regardless of anything about yourself.