For the past couple of yers I've written a story for Chrismas that I would post on Mick's board.
Here is this years story. I barely got it done so it maybe a little rough.
Enjoy the Holidays
Greer Tatum leaned against the bar as she waited for her club soda. She was making her obligatory appearance at the company Christmas party but hoped to leave soon so she could spend time with her young daughter. Darting her eyes from side to side to make sure no one might be looking at her and convinced of her privacy within the crowd of people she popped the heel of her left foot out of its stylish high heeled pump. Her hot steamy stocking covered toes now had the freedom to wiggle slightly. Easing her foot further and further back out of her shoe her stocking was soon hovering above her empty shoe; her toes were wiggling wildly. Gingerly resting her foot on top of her shoe she anticipated receiving her drink.
Greer a man said simultaneously putting his had around waist.
Quickly Greer tried to fumble back into her shoe but it was to no avail. The man, Greers boss, was pulling her away. Desperately Greer stretched her leg and stocking foot to drag her shoe with her but just pushed it out of reach.
Im glad you could make it. I want you to meet some people her boss said.
Drink less and with one shoe Greer reluctantly cheerfully walked with her boss.
They met two men standing by an empty table. Greer wrapped her stocking foot behind her other leg as she was introduced and began to rub the top of her foot up and down her calf.
After some brief conversation during which Greer felt extremely self conscious the group sat down. As the conversation continued and Greer became more relaxed she pushed her other shoe off under the table. She used both of her stocking feet to position her shoe upright in frond her chair. She sat with the shoe between her stocking feet as they were protecting the lone shoe.
So you want me to fly out to Dallas the day after tomorrow Greer asked with concern. Here mind was streaming with ideas about rearranging her personal schedule and arranging care for her young daughter.
Her boss began to speak. Greer leaned forward and crossed her ankles beneath her chair and nervously ran her nylon covered toes along the wood stretcher.
I know it will wreak havoc with your holiday schedule but your really the only one with the talent and skill to close this deal. Her boss said. Harvard will be there and you re our best shot.
Greers boss knew that the mention of Harvard would get Greers competitive juices flowing. Harvard was a nickname Greer gave to Ashley Marist, a Harvard MBA. Both Ashley and Greer competed against one another on many of the same deals for their respective companies. Ashley was definitely more knowledgeable but Greer was a bit more street smart and played up her feminine attractiveness more. Ashley won a few more deals for her company but Greer always enjoyed competing against her. Greer slipped her shoe back on under the table. She kept her stocking foot flat on the floor and crossed her legs.
Look well make it easy for you her boss continued. Ill use my points and fly you out First Class roundtrip. Ill have a limo service the whole way for you. All you need is one carry on bag and it will just be like a long day at work.
Smiling smugly, Greer popped the heel out of her shoe and began swinging her leg not realizing that that exact same action under the table in Dallas would seal her outcome against Harvard.
After agreeing to the trip Greer excused herself from the table and party. She walked away wearing her one shoe and just touch her stocking toes to the floor on every other step. The slight unevenness of her gait put an extra attractive swing in her hips. Greers bosss eyes lingered on the beautiful sashaying away. She certainly did not look like a mother to him. It was then that he noticed that she was wearing only one shoe. It was a curious sight but it definitely mad her more attractive.
Arriving back at the bar, Greer began to look for her shoe. It was gone! She saw another womans shoe and a few women in their stocking feet on the dance floor but her shoe was nowhere to be found. Not wishing to delay her exit from the party she took off her other shoe and left the party in her stocking feet.
The sidewalk and parking loot was very cold so Greer put on her one shoe to walk to her car. Once in the care she turned on the heat to warm up her car. When the cold toes of her left foot felt warm and wiggled comfortably she kicked off her right shoe and put the car in gear.
Greer stood outside of her sisters house wearing her one shoe and rang the doorbell. She was greeted by her sister and her four year old daughter. Her sister and daughter noticed her stocking foot at the same time. Greer gave a dont even ask glance to her sister but her daughter blurted out What happened to your shoe mommy?
Smiling at her daughter Greer replied, You know how mommy always tells you to keep your shoes on when we go out. Well mommy didnt listen and I took my shoe off and lost it.
On the way home, Greer kept her right shoe on as she drove. She and her daughter listened to Christmas songs and she tapped her stocking toes in time with the music until they got home.
The next evening Greer was in the mall taking her daughter to see Santa Claus. She had called the bar where she had lost her shoe to see if they found it but they did not. This she felt gave her a good excuse to by a new pair of shoes for her business trip. On the way to Santa a pair of shoes at the Coach store caught her eyes. Dragging her daughter into the store she inquired about shoes. Only one pair was available in her size. She caressed the shoe in her hands and looked at the price. Her impatient daughter tugged at her coat. Greer was annoyed at her daughters interruption but in the time it took to turn her head the Christmas spirit over and she smile at her child as she put the shoe back on the table.
Greers daughter leapt happily off of Santas lap and ran towards her mother. As Greer and her daughter towards the exit Greers daughter said Now you can get your shoes mommy.
Realizing that the $300.00 for the shoes could be spent on making her daughter happier for Christmas Greer replied Mommy was just looking honey.
Not knowing the ways of the world, Greers daughter wanted to buy the shoes for her mother but when the passed by the store her daughter saw that the shoe was missing from the table. Seeing her daughter begin to cry and seeing the shoe missing from the table Greer stooped down to hug her daughter tightly. It was the most loving hug they had in a long time. Greers heels popped out of her shoes.
The mother and daughter left the mall without Greer giving a second thought to the missing shoes not knowing how important those missing shoes really were.
Early in the dim lit morning Greer pulled a pair of jeans over her pantyhose covered legs. In many ways Greer felt that her jeans felt better when she was wearing pantyhose. She padded over to a lighted mirror and checked her appearance. The top half of her designer business suit which she was wearing looked perfect as did her makeup. The matching skirt and pumps were in her carryon bag. She picked up a pair of clogs and her carryon bag and tiptoed past her daughters room in her stocking feet. Putting her clogs and bag quietly by the front door she sat down at her small kitchen to await her younger sister and limo ride. Propping her stocking feet up on the opposite chair she rubbed them together and listened to the quiet rustle of nylon as she drifted off to a few more moments of sleep.
Greers awoke as he mother opened the front door with her key. After a small chat about how appreciative Greer was that her sister could watch her daughter and how her sister did last semester the limo arrived and Greer shuffled quickly to the front door and slipped into her clogs. Greers sister removed her Ugg boots and sat down at the small kitchen table. Propping her stocking feet up on the opposite chair she rubbed them together and listened to the quiet rustle of her reindeer socks as she drifted off to a few moments of sleep.
In the security at the airport Greer noticed an attractive man with a well developed upper body a little ahead of her in line. He was wearing short sleeves in winter probably just to show off his biceps Greer thought. She noticed the man was taking great interest in the women removing their shoes for the security check. Greer thought he might be a foot guy. She was bored and she thought she might have a little fun. Bending her knee and lifting up her right foot she relaxed her toes. Her clog fell with a resoundingly loud clop. The man ahead of her turned his head back to look at Greer wildly wiggling her toes. She patted her stocking toes on the ground to find her clog all the while smiling and looking at the man trying to look back at her without seeming to look back at her. Feeling her clog she flipped it over and twirled with her stocking foot before slipping her foot back into it. Greer realized she was right.
For the rest of the time in the security line Greer kept using her stocking feet to play with her clogs always making sure she was making enough noise to attract the man in front of her. As it turned out the man and her were on the same flight. She saw him sitting several seats away every once in a while glancing over to her to see if she had slipped off her clogs. Greer then noticed the ticket agent slipping her foot out of her pump. The agent then put her stocking flat on the floor. The man was enthralled. Greer just could not resist having more fun.
She crossed her legs and dropped her clog loudly again. The man glanced over to Greer and she scooped the clog up with her stocking covered toes. Letting the clog twist onto her big toe she let it dangle as she slowly rotated her ankle. Greer smirked to herself as she looked at the man who looked like he was watching a tennis match. His eyes would dart to the gate agent wearing one shoe and then back to Greers swaying clog.
After a little while the gate agent put on her shoe and Greer capture all the mans attention. Greer thought that she was not really teasing the man; she was just giving him a Christmas gift.
As fate would have it the man and Greer were seated next to each other in First Class. Once the plane was airborne Greer decided to break the ice.
I hope you dont mind if I take off my shoes said Greer.
I ah I ah dont mind at all stammered the man.
Not wanting to get too familiar Greer made sure she crossed her legs away from the man and pretended to look out her window. Wagging her toes she saw the reflection of the mans eyes bulging out of their sockets in the window. She was self satisfied at being right about the man, she was amused at the power she had over the man, and she was happy she could entertain the man. Greer smiled to herself and brushed a piece of lint off her stocking foot.
During the flight Greer found out that the man was a Sous Chef at Chez Toi. His grandmother had bought him a First Class ticket to visit her for a day before he flew to France. He had an opportunity to be a meat cook at one of the finest restaurants in Paris. The restaurant had a traditional Christmas Eve feast that he had to work. So he was going to spend his Christmas and the next few years of his life in France. Greer shared much less information about herself to the man. Whenever the man had asked a question she didnt want to answer she just flexed her foot. Other than being an attractive foot guy Greer and the man had little mutual interest in each other and both were fine with that.
Once at the Dallas airport Greer ducked into the ladies room and changed into her skirt and heels before finding her limo driver Greer thought it was really cool to have a driver standing there with her name on a card. It was definitely the way to travel she thought as she kicked her shoes off in the stretch limo.
When Greer arrived at the meeting Ashley was already waiting there for their appointment. She was dressed in a skirt suit that was twice as expensive as Greers and she was wearing the Coach shoes Greer had seen at the mall. The two women were fierce competitors but they always had a polite small talk civility between each other.
I love your shoes Greer said.
Thank you. I just bought them the other night at the mall, Ashley replied. She slipped her foot out of her shoe and pointed to the label with her stocking toe. Theyre Coach.
Greer and Ashley were meeting with the CFO who was a charming southern bell an impeccably dressed in a pink suit, wispy white stockings, and pink patent leather pointy toed stiletto pumps. She was a trim short woman who wore four inch heels to increase her stature.
Shortly they were seated for the meeting the CFO slipped her shoes off under the table. Years of wearing high heels gave her tender painful hammer toes. Her charming smile became more genuine now that she was more comfortable. The presentations and pitches started in earnest. There was a multi million dollar deal at stake and neither Greer nor Ashley was getting an edge.
The noon hour was approaching and the CFO reluctantly slipped her stocking feet back into her shoes. She suggested they go to lunch and continue their discussions in a more relaxed atmosphere.
Their lunch was at elegant upscale French restaurant. The CFO again removed her shoes under the table sure that the long table cloths hid her stocking feet. Ashley wiggled her toes to find a little more comfort inside her new tight Coach pumps. Casual conversation was monopolized by Ashley whose hobby was French cooking. She sincerely helped Greer understand the French menu she was studying. All the women decided to have a glass and Ashley suggested a red vintage. After a few sips of the wine Ashley was gaining confidence in her business position as far as the deal was concerned. She crossed her legs and leaned back in her chair. Ashley, who was smiling smugly, popped the heel out of her shoe and began swinging her leg not knowing how close her dangling shoe was to the CFOs sore toes.
The more sips of wine that Ashley took the further her Coach pump slipped down toes. Soon the food came and Greer repositioned her chair to slightly. She crossed he legs and in advertently bumped Ashleys dangling shoe knocking onto the CFOs sore tender toes. Ashley felt her shoe fall off her foot and heard the CFO scream. Before Greer could apologize for knocking off Ashleys shoe Ashley apologized to the CFO. Frantically she reached under the table for shoe and bumped the CFOs sore toes again. There was another little scream.
Just wanting to get her shoe back on as quickly as possible Ashley accidentally stuffed the table cloth tightly in to her shoe with her stocking toes. With her shoe firmly on her foot Ashley uncrossed her legs and pulled the table cloth dumping re wine and food onto the CFO who was reach down to rub her sore toes. Quickly Ashley took of her shoe to free her foot from the table cloth and began to stand up to help the CFO. While standing Ashley stepped on the CFOs abused toes.
Wearing her jeans and clogs again Greer settled into her First Class window seat for her flight home. She was very satisfied at closing the deal successfully for her company. The man she was sitting next to on the flight down was few rows behind her on the opposite side of the cabin. She was confident he could not see her feet but was making a point of keeping her stocking feet in her clogs. Greer noticed it was a very crowded flight but for now the aisle seat next to her remained empty. Soon her gaze turned to the window and she thought of her daughter. Soon she would home for Christmas.
Greers peaceful thoughts were soon interrupted by a familiar shrill Oh come on. Is this the only seat left?
Greer turned to see Ashley standing there still wearing her designer suit and her Coach pumps.
The first 45 minutes of the flight were spent in awkward uncomfortable silence.
Im really sorry I knocked your shoe off said Greer.
Ill bet you are snapped back Ashley Real professional way to win a business deal.
Hey I wasnt looking under the table to see if the CFO had her shoes off Greer averred, and if you didnt have your shoe half off of your foot the whole thing wouldnt have happened
Suddenly, Ashley burst out in laughter. That was funny she said.
Greer started laughing too. Im glad you said that: replied Greer.
The laughter broke the ice and Greer and Ashley actually had a pleasant conversation.
Ashley was surprised that Greer was looking at the exact same shoes she was wearing and that the only reason she did not buy the shoes was because she was trying to save money for Christmas, for her daughter. Greer certainly did not look like a single mother. Greer was surprised that Ashley was spending a destination Christmas in France alone after her girlfriend could not make the trip at the last minute. Since Greer was heading home for a happy Christmas with her daughter and since she had the better of the business deal, she decided to give Ashley a Christmas gift.
Ashley said Greer, See that good looking guy back there?
Turning back to look Ashley nodded yes and said. Im a sucker for a man with big guns like that.
Hes a sous chef going to France said Greer knowing that would pique Ashleys interest.
I like that said Ashley.
I know how you can meet him Greer told Ashley.
How asked Ashley.
Hes a foot guy responded Greer.
Thats creepy, said Ashley.
Not really replied Greer Ive known foot guys theyre really not creeps. You get a lot of foot massages?
Thats nice responded Ashley.
Just cross your legs and let your shoe dangle in the aisle like it was dangling under the table at lunch. advised Greer.
A few moments past and Ashley crossed her legs and let her foot poke into the aisle she ran her fingers down her calf and pushed the heel of her shoe off her foot. A quick glance back to the man and Ashley knew Greer was right.
Work it girl whispered Greer Rotate your ankle and let that shoe hang off your toes. Ashley just giggled.
The man got up and walked towards the restroom and paused as he passed Ashley glancing down at her half exposed sultry stocking foot. After he passed Greer whispered to Ashley, Drop your shoe when he comes back?
Ashley did as Greer suggested and the man stooped down and grasped Ashley stocking foot to put her shoe back on her stocking foot.
Greer spotted a twinkle in the mans and Ashleys eyes. It was twinkle brighter than St. Nicks.
