1. Yet Another Company of Women


    Date: 10/14/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Femdomforfun, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    place was beginning to sound a bit crazy. Maybe it was better to leave. &#034They'd find some way to have a little fun,&#034 she added. &#034We try to keep things lively.&#034 &#034I'm not letting them do that,&#034 he said, anger overcoming embarrassment. &#034If they want your pants around you ankles, that's their decision. It's not up to you. But I don't know what they'd do, and besides you're smelling Alexa's feet later and I'm sure Dana will get a kick out of hearing that and find it a hilariously suitable punishment for the trouble you caused. So get it done and the sooner things get back to normal even though we have a guy working here.&#034 Kyle nodded, too embarrassed to look at her he walked out of her office. He never expected such things at an all-female company. Maybe it was for the best a man didn't work there. He should have known it was too good to be true. It was the first day on the job when Alexa met with him. She discussed her expectations, and the importance of paying attention to detail. She'd been resting her feet up on the desk, which he didn't mind because she had shapely legs, a nice figure and not bad looking either. He suspected she was in her forties though she looked 35. He hadn't realized she'd kicked off her heels until he caught a whiff, the smell of leather with undertones of something vinegary and cheesy. There was something a little nauseating about it and he inadvertently wrinkled his nose, holding a hand to his nose as he inched the seat ...
    back. It didn't help. The smell of her nylon-encased feet was still pretty pungent. The way she wiggled her toes annoyed him. Didn't she realize how they smelled? &#034Are you alright?&#034 she asked, crossing her legs and flexing her nylon-clad toes some more. &#034Yeah, so I guess I'll just get to work,&#034 he said, standing, ready to leave. &#034Sit down,&#034 she insisted. &#034There's more to discuss.&#034 He sat, reluctantly. &#034Would you mind?&#034 he suggested, gesturing to her feet. He didn't want to embarrass her, but the smell was too potent to ignore. &#034What do you mean?&#034 she asked, reading something on her monitor before turning, glancing at her feet before turning to him, her right eye arched. &#034Got a problem with me resting my feet on my desk after a long day?&#034 she asked. Kyle regretted bringing it up. &#034No,&#034 he replied. &#034Then what is it?&#034 she asked sternly, making him feel foolish. &#034Nothing,&#034 he answered, his gaze to the floor. &#034I mean it's my desk and my feet are killing me, I see no reason I can't air them out a bit. Lord knows they need a little air.&#034 &#034No problem,&#034 he said, hoping to change the subject. &#034Oh, I see what it is,&#034 she said with a knowing grin. &#034It's the smell.&#034 Kyle neither confirmed nor denied, but Alexa knew. &#034You've got a problem with how they smell, don't you?&#034 He nodded. It was true. Alexa shook her head. &#034I'm on my feet all day in shoes that don't breathe, ...
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