Preface
There was no doubt that Janet was excited. There was something just kinky enough about what she was going to do that turned her on, that made her slot squishy with moisture. She was out buying the clothes she needed for her interview and the rapid click of her heels on the concrete reminded her of what else she needed.
It didn't take long walking on the wide, sun drenched mall to find a shoe store. Inside it smelled rich with leather odors and fresh shoe polish. The carpet was a red burr on the floor.
"May I help you?"
The clerk was a young good-looking man and when he smiled at her, Janet's knees went weak.
"Yes," she said. "I'd like a pair of boots. High ones." Her own voice sounded strange. Like an echo in her ears. But it was all right. She was just high on nerves. Janet told herself that anyway.
She sat in the seat and the man came back with several boxes and it was soothing when he took her shoes off and rubbed his hand over her toes. And then he was sliding the new leather up her calf and it felt so damn sensuous she almost came and had to squirm her cunny down against the slick plastic seat.
It wasn't till the second boot was on that she looked closely at the clerk. He was staring up between her open knees and his hand was inside her skirt and hot in her inner thigh. She was stunned. And then she felt his finger probing through her panties and for the first time Janet really asked herself what she was getting into.