which basically does not like fur coats and therefore never buy them to themselves. That conversation left me with a heavy residue on my soul. The point is not that my five fur coats and sheepskin coats for various occasions, I also did not buy myself. A girl should buy a fur coat, as well as jewelry, exclusively by a man. As a beautiful diamond needs a decent setting, so a woman should be in suitable clothes and a car. Unless of course next to her real man. Then for the first time it seemed to me that my friend was lying to me. But in friendship, as in love, trust is very important. I always told Sveta everything about myself without reserve, even those things that neither her husband nor the doctor could tell. Maybe it just seemed to me then. We never talked about fur coats again. Unpleasant topics in communication are best avoided.

Sveta always painted her nails herself, but I turned to the best professionals. Beauty can not be saved. It is not surprising that Sveta lived alone in a small apartment, suffering from loneliness, and I had been married for a long time (even if civilian) and lived in my own house.

By the way, Svetka had another ridiculous bzik arising from her lack of a sense of taste and style. At work in the office, Sveta, at any time of the year, changed her sandals to barefoot sandals and walked around the office, flashing her bare heels and a homemade pedicure. She ignored my advice, said that she did not like to restrict herself in anything and would wear what was convenient for her. Once I started a conversation with Valera about this Svetkina oddity. Like, I can not understand the reason Svetkina addiction to sandals. I thought that we would laugh together, but Valera looked at me strangely and immediately started talking about football. Of course, I found with whom to discuss women's outfits, Valera cannot distinguish louboutins from ankle boots. I can imagine how sometimes Sveta, the chief accountant of the company, sometimes looked ridiculous and ridiculous at meetings in the office of my husband, where he called her several times a day.

To get away from sad thoughts a bit, I’ll tell you a case that once happened to me in a shoe store.

That day I did not go to work, having woken up at home with a wild headache, and after lunch, when it became easier for me, I went shopping. For a long time I was looking for new shoes for myself and went out of the next store without a purchase. It was hot and stifling together with fatigue of a long day, legs buzzed and demanded rest. The heat acted on everyone and the sellers either lazily looked from behind the counters or were frankly rude, trying to send off buyers. It was only an hour and a half before the stores closed.

A large SUV flew ahead, a tall, elegantly dressed man stepped out of it and confidently crossed the street in the direction of the women's shoe store. I involuntarily kept my eyes on him, his gait betrayed in him strength and masculinity. “Why should he go to this store? Are there only women's shoes in the same place? ”- I thought, going into the penultimate store with the artsy name“ Palace of Shoes ”. Without buying anything here, I reached out to the door of the last store, which suddenly opened itself and, almost knocking me down, some thick painted blonde ran out, giving me the smell of alcohol. “Fuck you!” This mare screamed at someone’s door. I was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly that very respectable man with a stern face appeared on the threshold, he wanted to shout something after the snapper, but when he saw me, he stopped short and suddenly smiled pleasantly. "Excuse me, come through, please, I will help you choose." I hesitated, but the man radiated such benevolence that, without even noticing, I found myself inside a store of women's shoes.

A man with a gesture invited me to sit in a comfortable chair.“What do you want Lady, judging by the weather, most likely new shoes?” I nodded absently, the comfortable chair clasped her back and ass so nicely that I wanted to relax and have a little breath.

“Sorry for that incident at the entrance. I am the owner of this store, and now I accidentally found my saleswoman drunk right at work. This was unacceptable, I had to drive it out immediately, but you do not worry, I will select comfortable shoes for you, ”the strong voice of the man and the cozy chair, the soft music and the beautifully furnished shop were so fascinating that I didn’t want to go anywhere. The man brought a pair of elegant shoes and knelt before me, before I came to my senses, he took my leg with a strong hand and gently took the shoe off, then just as carefully touched the second leg and took the second one. I felt that I was starting to wind up, I had to spread my legs a little, and now the man’s face was opposite my knees, my short skirt prodded and, as the man looked up, he could calmly look at my beautiful legs at all lengths up to the panties . But he did not even look up, concentrating on his work. I wore a new shoe, then the second one and it immediately became clear that he guessed the size, but the style was not at all what I would like.

"Do you like these shoes?" ABOUT! do not say, I see in your face, Mrs. Now I will bring others ”- he tried others on me, then a third, then a fourth. He patiently knelt, and each time he treated my legs with the same care as the first one. I comfortably sat back in the easy chair, legs apart. Everything was good, only the shoes I needed were not.

Suddenly the door opened and a thin, very pretty girl in a short summer dress flew into the store. To my surprise, the man did not even twitch, as he was on his knees, and remained standing.

- What happened? Lenka called me, said she quit her job.

- I'll explain it later. Now we have a client! It is necessary to pick up decent shoes for this Mistress.

- This is my assistant - Marina.

I nodded, I have already accepted my status - here I am in charge, and that’s fine with me. Marina threw her purse to the side, threw off her high-heeled shoes on the way and came to me with a smile, “Now I will help you, Sergey Vladimirovich, it's terribly hot here, bring our guest tea with ice.”

The man got up easily and headed for the back room. "It will be more comfortable for you if I take off your stockings, unfortunately the air conditioner cannot cope with the heat, will you allow it?" The girl knelt in front of me and stretched out her hands to my thigh, I noted how carefully her hands and a beautiful neat manicure were groomed; despite the heat from the girl, it smelled pleasantly fresh. Marina, already took off my stockings. “In order not to be mistaken in choosing the size of shoes, it is important to bring your tired legs to a normal state, allow a small massage for your feet” - the girl suddenly sat down directly on a clean floor, put my foot on the thigh so that she was comfortable to massage I still feel comfortable sitting and enjoying. Marina confidently began to stroke my hot feet with her cool gentle hands. Then she proceeded to a professional, but very gentle massage: every protrusion, every hollow, every finger. I emerged from the pool of pleasure when a man came up and handed me a cold fruit tea. She noticed that her short dress was turned up by the girl sitting on the floor, and she was not wearing panties. An attentive masseuse noticed my eyes and suddenly blushed, although she should be looking at her in confusion. “Forgive my frivolous view, I didn’t assume at all that I’m going to have to work today, and I’d wear a summer dress, I hope you won’t be embarrassed,” Marina burst out, without stopping massage. She didn’t even attempt to move her legs or block herself as it would disturb the process of massage and cause inconvenience to me; I sat with my legs apart, although I understood that now not only the customer, but also the owner of the store is looking at her.I took a sip of delicious tea: “everything is fine, I like everything here” - the phrase sounded ambiguous, and I only now realized how much I am excited! I felt hot again, I realized that my excitement would not go unnoticed, my ... Read more →