FHS Two

Here is another Christmas Story for any one who still visits this board.

This story is interesting for me.  When I usually write a story I have it pretty much worked out in my head as to how it will begin and how it will end.  In this story I just started writing without knowing where it would end or how I would get to the end.  I hope all who read this story will enjoy it and I hope everyone will enjoy this holiday season.

Jack

Copyright 2011

The Louboutin Alti lay on its side behind Alina Holidays foot hiding its crimson sole from her dark stocking sheathed toes.  Alina was standing at the head of the conference table talking about the European finance deal.  Ken Loyal, her assistant glanced down at Alinas stocking foot and watched it stretch and flex.  Alina paused to listen and lightly touched the table with her hand. She ran the arch of her foot down her shin then ran the top of her foot up the back of her calf before. Tim could hear the faint sound of nylon rubbing against nylon. As the conversation continued Alina stretched her stocking foot behind her to feel for her shoe.  Finding her shoe at once and without breaking any eye contact she established in her conversation she deftly twirled the shoe upright with her toes.  The conversation continued and Alina kept slipping her toes in and out of the shoe. The Luboutin was a very tight shoe so as the conversation was ending Alina struggled a bit to work the heel of her foot completely into the shoe.

Ariana Bell was precariously balanced on one foot pulling her pink sock tight when the silver bell on the door rang.  Immediately she put her stocking foot flat on the floor without attempting to find her laceless white Keds Champion sneaker.   Ariana recognized and welcomed Cassandra Bliss.

Hi Cassandrra Ariana said. What do you have today?

I have a few formal gowns I havent worn in a while she replied.  Theyre going to charity so I thought Id have them cleaned before I drop them off.

Ariana slipped her foot half out of her other shoe as she started to examine the dresses to write up the dry cleaning order.

These look like original designer gowns commented Arina.

They are Cassandra proudly admitted.  I wore them once and theyre so last season now.  Ill pick them up some time after the New Year . Were going to France for the Christmas

Oh OK responded Ariana slipping her one foot fully into her shoe, Well have them ready then. I hope you have a great trip.

After Cassandra left, Ariana shuffled around with one shoe on and one shoe of as she tagged the dresses for cleaning.  She glanced up and saw Cassandra drive off in her Mercedes.  Quickly she kicked off her shoe, grabbed the black gown and scurried to the fitting closet; the gown was her size.  In front of the mirror she draped the gown on the front of her body.  It was a little long but Ariana stood on the tips of her toes. She thought she looked beautiful in it.  Ariana hastily shimmied out of her jeans and pulled off her blouse and slipped on the gown; the fit was as perfect as she imagined.  Delightfully she twirled in front of the mirror on her pink toes.  Closing her eyes for a few moments, she daydreamed of a romantic night out on the town but soon realized she was still at work.  Slipping off the gown, Ariana looked at herself in the mirror just clad in mismatched underwear and pink socks.  Her gaze was a bit harsh and judgmental but when she wore the gown all she was beautiful.. She began playing with her long hair and then the silver bell on the door rang.

Panicked, Ariana threw on her blouse and miss buttoned it quickly.  She pulled on her jeans but was only able to tuck half of her blouse in her pants. Neglecting to buckle her belt she rushed out of the fitting room with her hair disheveled.  The customer looked at the pinked socked beauty walking behind the counter adjusting her hair.  His imagination was running free.

The conversation that Alina was having had now evolved into a meeting with the companies top executives.   Ken was in his cubicle busily gathering the information Alina requested when a text message came on his cell phone; it was Alina.

I lost my shoe under the table. Help me find it when you come in.  A

Ken entered the conference room with the financial reports and surreptitiously glanced under the board room table in search of Alinas shoe.  He saw that Alina had her long legs stretched out under the conference table with her with her ankles crossed; she was shoeless.  One Louboutin was under her chair and Ken presumed Alina Knew where that shoe was.  Ken continued to scan beneath the table. Alina uncrossed feet, rotate her ankles, flex her toes, and cross her ankles again.  Ken noticed that Susan had one of her shoes of under her chair too. The he saw Susans stocking foot on top of Alinas other shoe.

Now things were beginning to make since to Ken.  Susan and Alina were always in competition and Alina nearly won all of their battles.  Ken figure that Susan was stealing Alinas shoe to embarrass her. The problem at the moment was how to get Susans foot off of Alinas shoe and Alinas shoe back to Alina.  Not knowing exactly what to do Ken walked up to Alina, handed her the financial reports and quietly explained the shoe situation to her.  Alina nodded her head in understanding and turned towards Ken.

When you leave she whispered, kick Susans shoe under the credenza.  Ill take care of the rest.

Ken nodded and complied.

After Ken left Alina spoke to the room.

Before I distribute these Income Statements Id like to call your attention to an analysis Susan performed. Alina turned towards Susan and continued, Sue  could you go up front to the white board and draw those two graphs you were showing me yesterday.

 Susan was caught completely off guard and looked puzzled.

You know, the Reverse S-curve coaxed Alina.

Yes ah Yes stammered Susan as she withdrew her stocking foot from on top of Alinas Louboutin.

Susan began frantically feeling for her own shoe under her chair with her stocking foot.  A moment felt like an eternity.

Im sure everyone in this room is anxious to see your incite. Alina said as she saw Susan squirming.

Alina carefully watched everyone turn towards Susan and then glanced under the table to find her shoe.  Using her agile toes she brought her shoe back towards her.  Susan was moving her chair back and glancing down as her stocking foot wildly felt for her shoe,  Alina had managed to wiggle her feet back into her shoes and reached down to pull the right one securely on her foot.

I ah I cant seem to find my shoe admitted Susan.

The men in the room chuckled.

I dont think you need your shoe to draw a graph said one of the men.

Susan smiled sheepishly and walked to the white board without her one shoe. Alina smiled smugly and admired Susans pedicure through her sheer stockings.  At the end of the meeting everyone was calling her Suzy One Shoe Which satisfied Alina immensely.

Back at her office, Alina sat down at her desk.  She looked down at her feet and pushed the heel of her shoes with the toes of the opposite feet.  For a few moments her feet were content to rest half in and half out of her shoes then she kicked off both of her shoes. Her stocking feet then maneuvered her shoes next to the line of shoes she kept under desk.  Alina then tucked her right foot under her left knee and began massaging it with her left hand.  She rubbed her other stocking foot on the carpet and then pushed her toes against the smooth hard wood of her desks modesty panel.

Alinas toes hurt.  The Louboutins were definitely not kind to her feet. 

Ariana was standing by the counter in her pink stocking feet reading her college text book when she heard the silver bell.  She looked at the door and heard the silver bell again.  It was the new ring tone on her cell phone.  It sounded exactly like the silver bell of the shop.  It was the ring tone Ken and her used for each other.  Her boyfriend Ken was calling.

She answered her cell phone and said Hi

Im walking towards your shop, can you do lunch inquired Ken.

Wait a second replied Ariana.

She muted her phone and shouted, Mom!

What replied her mother?

I want to go to lunch with Ken she said.

OK, Ill be out in a second answered her mother.

Ariana unmuted her phone, and said Yes then she began to look for her shoes.

As Ken and Ariana were eating their sandwiches Ken felt something hit is foot.

Did you drop your shoe asked Ken?

What makes you think that asked Ariana?

Ariana had a wicked smile on her face.

I only have one good pair of shoes now. I dont think I would be dropping them carelessly like that, she said as she put her stocking foot against Kens thigh.  You know for a girl that works in a laundry I think Ive neglected to wash these socks in a while

Arianas foot was now in Kens crotch.

After having quite an enjoyable lunch Ken was back at work when Alina called him into her office. He entered Alinas office and saw her standing in her stocking feet looking down at the city out of her corner window holding a piece of paper.

Im going to miss this city this Christmas she said without looking at Ken.

What inquired Ken?

Im flying to Europe tomorrow to hopefully close the biggest deal of my career, she said. Ill be there until the end of January. Youre going to have a busy afternoon arranging everything and I have a special task list for you.

Alina turned towards Ken and gave him the paper.

I want you to buy the specified gift for everyone on this list and have that gift delivered to them from me before Christmas, Alina explained, You can use my corporate credit card

OK  said  Ken as he took the paper.

Ken examined the list as Alina sat down at her desk.  She looked at the neat row of shoes beneath her desk and pulled a comfortable pair of heels towards her with her stocking feet.

I have a meeting in a few minutes said Alina Get me to London by tomorrow evening

Alina rose and stepped into her heels.  Ken watched his boss appear to grow much more powerful as her statured increased by several inches.

One more thing Ken Alina said in a softer less commanding tone. I want to thank you for the great job youve done this year.  She opened her desk drawer and pulled out an envelope.

Ken watched with curious anticipation.  She handed the envelope to Ken.

This is an invitation to the Mayors Christmas Charity Gala.  Ive already made my 10,000 dollar donation and Ill be in Europe before the weekend said a smiling Alina, Take that new girlfriend of yours and you two enjoy the night.

It was past eight oclock in the evening by the time Ken gave Alina her full itinerary.

At home Ariana was in sweat pants and a tee shirt but she was still wearing her pink socks. She looked at her shoeless feet propped up on a ****tail table between her open text book and a cup of hot cocoa.  She was thinking it might be time to start wearing Christmas socks when she heard the silver bells.

Ariana could not contain her excitement as she heard Kens story on how they would be going to the Mayors gala. Then she realized she had nothing to wear.  Her wardrobe consisted of nothing but Tee shirts, jeans, sweats and a few blouses and sweaters.

I dont have anything to wear said Ariana with a panicked sadness and I dont have any money to buy anything.

What about those gowns you were telling me about at lunch, suggested Ken?

If I dont let my mother know I bet I could get away with that replied Ariana.

She curled her toes in excitement but then uncurled the in disappointment.

The gowns are two long and I dont have any heesl. Ariana explained, Id need four inch heels at least.

Secretly she was hoping Ken could solve this problem too. She stretched her feet out in hopeful anticipation.

Ken thought for a moment and walked into Alinas empty office and saw all of Alinas shoes lined up under her desk.

My boss will be away for over a month and she has several shoes under her desk said Ken as he bent down and grabbed a Louboutin.  He looked at the shoe. Can you fit into a size 7 Louboutin heel?

Yes exclaimed Ariana!

Ariana stood in front of the mirror wearing a black bra, black panties, a black garter belt and sheer black stockings.  It was the only matching set of underwear she owned. She excitedly slipped into her borrowed gown and sat down patiently to wait for Ken and her borrowed shoes. Crossing her legs she admired her toes sticking out from under the hem of her gown.

When Ken arrived and showed Ariana the shoes she could not believe how pristine the shoes looked.  The red soles were shiny and smooth.

I cant wear these exclaimed Ariana they are too new.

just try them on said Ken.

Reluctantly Ariana stepped into the shoes and exclaimed Oh I have to wear these shoes.

Ariana grabbed her dirty pink socks out of the hamper and put them over her stocking feet.  She figured she could tip toe to from the car without wearing the Alinas shoes so she wouldnt scuff the soles.  Once inside she could put on the shoes and enjoy the evening.

As Ken and Ariana were arriving at the gala they saw there was valet parking and the guests were getting out of their cars onto a red carpet.  Ariana realized she wouldnt scuff the soles of the shoes on the carpet so she quickly pulled off her socks and pulled on the shoes.  She picked up her socks and gave them to Ken. 

Here hold these for me tonight she said.

Ken took the socks and sensed a very exciting aroma.  He put the socks in the inside breast pocket of his suit jacket and was able to enjoy the aroma every so often.

During the ****tail hour Arian and Ken joyfully mingled and hobnobbed with people she only read about or saw on TV. Ariana was impressed by everyone she met.  The gala would be perfect if it werent for her aching toes.

The ****tail hour ended and crowd of VIPs made it to their tables.  Finally Ariana had a chance to relax her toes.   When she sat at the table her feet fidgeted and she was able to pop he heels out of her shoes.  She pulled her feet partway out of her shoes to give her toes a much needed respite. After the appetizers were served both of the Louboutins were laying on their side with Arianas toe barely in the shoes.  Ariana saw Ken open his coat slightly and sniff his breast bocket; she knew what he was doing.

Ken was sitting to Arianas right so she crossed her left leg over her right knee and ran the instep of her stocking foot up and down Kens shin. Ken inhaled deeply and Ariana smiled coyly.  A few more long slow strokes with her foot, Ken was feeling happily uncomfortable.  Ariana noticed a few beads of sweat on Kens forehead. 

Being very limber, Ariana was able to twist her left leg and place her stocking foot in Kens lap.  She was not disappointed in what her toes felt.  Ken practically had his head inside his jacket to take in the sweet aroma of the pink socks as Arianas stocking sheathed toes stroked what made him a man.  Ken was glad he was wearing a dark suit. He knew what was coming and could do nothing to stop it.

It was a very memorable Christmas. Ken had made Ariana very happy and Arian knew she had made Ken very happy.  At the end of the gala Ken kept the pink socks and Ariana gave back the shoes.  As they drove away Silver Bells was playing on the radio.