Synopsis: A [female] human resources employee is doing the annual review of a man she is aware of his history, personality and recent issues in his personal life. [She] feels sympathy for him and is surprised that in the middle of his evaluation he let's slips that not only is he attracted by feet he is attracted by [her] and [her] feet/shoes. [She] decides to explore the idea to get the appreciation [she] feels [she] deserves and is not getting at home by torturing him with the sound of her heels and giving him the appreciation for being a good man that is just over the line for an HR Representative. 

Knocking at the door. “Come on in. Hi. Are you having a good day today? Good. How’s everything going? Is your wife okay?” 

(She listens for a while.)

“Uh hmm… I’m sorry that sounds terrible. Is there anything I can do?” 

Switches to thoughts inside her head. 

(“This is so sad. There’s gotta be something I can do. I mean there are definitely things I want to do. And certainly things I shouldn’t.”)

(Switches back to vocal speech.)

“Well your performance here is great, but it has been noted that your mood has not been great for a while. Tell me why that is?” 

(She listens for a while.)

"I see. Well we care about you here and we want you to be happier (extenuated) and productive. You know you can always come to me if you need anything." 

(She listens to a surprising reply.) 

"What now? You said, "You know. You hear my heels and sandals as I walk by?" 

(She blushes.)

"Uhh…" 

(She can tell he is embarrassed.)

"No. Don't be embarrassed. It is okay. I honestly didn't know it bothered anyone." 

(She is interrupted by him again.)

"What? It's not that I bother anyone? You just like shoes…?" 

(She is quickly interrupted again.)

"Feet…? Oh no… this is inappropriate." 

(She said firmly. He notices as he starts to get up and exit quickly.)

"Sit back down…" 

(She said firmly. She gets up, walks slowly over in a way that accentuates the sound of her heels and leans on the front of the desk.)

"Wait… um...Is that the sound you hear?" She said slowly strutting across the room. "Is this the sound… you like to hear…?"

The sound of the heels clicking as she walks around the room and listens to his reply)

"O my… that's definitely not appropriate…" She sat down on the chair beside him. "But… listen… I've learned a lot about you these last couple years. You're devoted, to your job and your wife. You're diligent, to ever task here at the office and… everything for your wife. It's written in every evaluation dating back years. Truth is… I'm envious of her… all that devotion and diligence and you seem so tense. Can I help you with that? I mean… given my position…" 

(She said uncomfortably) 

"I'm quite limited in what I could do, but… I know how I can help… now that I know about your… affection for feet or shoes or whatever. Because… I really want to… help you. You're… a good man… and this would improve your productivity right?" 

(She sighs learning his reply.)

"Now… I know we both know this is risky and you seem apprehensive, so. In order to let you know I'm serious, I'm going to tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going open my shirt and reveal these breast trapped inside this bra…I will walking around this office a bit...I will even place my feet on this little table for you. I'll literally be on display for you. And finally…"

(She walked over to her desk. The sound of the heels clicking and her walking as if she was modeling.) 

"You can stroke that dick to your heart's desire….well until you 

relieve all that stress that is…" She said seductively and intently as the clicking of the heels continued. "Hurry up… you don't have a lot or time." 

(She unbuttoning her shirt and exclaiming as she released her breast)

"What? Why am I doing this? Because this is wasted on a man at home who could care less how much effort I put in for him. So please… appreciate me as… I… appreciate you for all the women who wish they had a man like you…" She said chuckling. "Do you like what you see? Yes… stroke for me… tell me about your favorite pair of heels? Uhhmmm the tall sandals? The wedges? O… I will be sure to wear those more. O…you want me closer now? Okay. Shoes on or off? Off it is…" 

(She walks over and removes the her shoes and places them on the table beside him.)

"Let me present myself for you. I...I love that big dick of yours. Makes me want it… a little, but maybe I'll just rub these nipples of mine…" She moans a little. "O yes… that feels good." She begins to pull up her dress. "Do you mind if I get off a little too?" 

(He can hear the sound of her dress coming up and her her wet pussy being fingered as she begins to rub herself through her panties.)

"O I'd love that big dick inside of me… this is so inappropriate." She moans. "But I love it so much… show me what… show me what a good man can do… blow that load and increase the productivity. " 

(She continues to beg until she sees him orgasm and then she finally orgasm.) 

(She clears her throat. She said putting her clothes and shoes back on.)

"What? You don't have anything to clear yourself up with… Umm… damn… fine… I'll do it." 

(She kneels down and takes her time to slowly clear up his cock with her mouth. She begins to enjoy it and cums again. She finishes and fixes her clothes.)

"Alright… "Are you decent? Good. Keep up the good work and I'll see you around the office. Have a good day." She says casually as he exits.