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My wife and I love heels
Date: 12/10/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: Plimsoleman, Rating: , Source: xHamster
her to realise that it was not just her shoes that excited me but her herself. Several weeks later we were out about town, she was wearing a pair of knee high 3" Cuban heeled boots. We suddenly came upon a shop that stocked Bally shoes and in the window were perhaps the highest heeled black patent pumps I had seen in the high street, she also saw them and saw perhaps my drool. 'Are they high enough for you?' she asked, well I said for 'you they look perfect' but for me perhaps higher. Ok, lets see how high they are then and in we went. The heel measured 41\2" with a rounded toe in black patent leather. The saleslady bought a pair out in my fiancées size, she made great pretence of trying them on, walking around knowing and seeing I am sure my erection. We bought them and she then surprised me and I am sure the saleslady by asking to walk out in them. The saleslady explained that they were not really everyday shoes due to the heel height but my fiancée said 'I know but I need them for tonight and want to wear them in'. In other words, shut up! We continued to walk around town, my eyes were glued to her feet as I am sure were other men whom she noticed even saying 'I must do this more often for all the looks I am getting'. On getting back to the car and setting off home she said that that was one of the best moments of her life and promptly rested her feet on my lap as I drove very excited home. That night we had the best sex ever and of course she wore her new heels digging ... them in to me as I thrust at her. Her heels and the effect she now know they had on me and others became a focal point of our relationship which went from strength to strength. On our wedding day the marriage was consummated with her wearing a gorgeous pair of new 41\2" white sandals in bed. We had been married a couple of years when from out of the blue she mentioned to me what I had said when I first told her of my fetish/passion for heels and that I too had worn some and also longed to, that I had not really talked about it since. Well, did I still want to? I was taken completely off guard and sort of spluttered out that yes I still wanted to but because she was wearing them for me I really did not want to sort of spoil things. She laughed, called me a silly billy saying that why should she have all the fun when we could both enjoy it. We were in our 30s and both with good jobs, no c***dren, secure in our love of one another. We then talked for some time about the heels, if I got any I would want, I explained to her my meeting that she male in Germany and the shoes he wore. Now, I also had some magazines still from that period one title of which was called 'High Heels', I had kept them in my old army suit case, she had found it while repacking things from our bedroom. She produced it and asked if this were the shoes I had worn? The pictures showed a woman in plain black pumps with heels at least 6" high. The look on my face said it all, mainly because she had found my cache ...