George sat nervously in Connies office.Connie was a no nonsense boss and he had just explained how Plan A went down in flames and how Plan B sputtered to failure.Connie pulled herself closer to her desk and George heard the swish of nylon as Connie crossed her legs beneath her desk.He saw Connie reach under her desk and he heard something that sounded like a shoe slipping off of a foot.Connie brought her hand above her desk and George heard a few hollow heel slaps and then a muffled clop.
I really dont care how you failed said Connie, I just need the information by the end of the week
I know, I know, stammered George.
I really dont know what the problem is continued Connie, I made arrangements for you to sit across from Emma and I told you she keeps the file on her jump drive.What more do you need?
I dont need anything else replied George, Im working on Plan C.
George hoped Connie would not ask about Plan C because he had no idea what Plan C was.He heard a little noise by his feet and he glanced down to see Connies toes pushing her pump out from under desk.Her toes were trying to grasp her shoe but the slippery sheer pantyhose and smooth shoe leather made the effort impossible.George saw that his boss had a French tipped pedicure that matched her manicure.He didnt think many woman matched manicures and pedicures. The high heel slid further away and her outstretched toes could hardly touch the shoe.
Well it better be better than Plans A and B and I better have the results by the end of the week Connie sternly stated.
Connie noticed George looking at her foot. Well are you going to help me with my shoe or just stare?If you take a picture it will last longer said Connie.
Oh Im sorry George said as he bent down and reached for Connies shoe.Do you want me to slip it on your foot?
No just hand it to me she said as her stocking foot disappeared under her desk.
Taking her shoe and gesturing with it in her hand when she talked, Emma dismissed George.
Were done here. Just get me what I want when I need it.I dont care about Plan C, D or whatever.
George saw the youthful Emma sit down at her desk and cross her long legs.Her sheer chocolate tights accentuated her straight blond hair and sparkling blue eyes perfectly.Emma began to untie a shiny high heeled pointy toed wing tip.As George walked towards his cubicle Emma pulled her shoe off and wiggled her toes.He noticed the jump drive was plugged into her computer. Emma pulled her shoe half onto her foot and let it dangle while George sat at his desk and began to hatch Plan C.
George heard Emmas phone ring as his cubicle was on the other side of the partition facing Emma.
Hello he heard Emma say into the phone. Yes its complete I just finished it Im looking at it on my screen nowI keep it on my jump drive which I wear around my neck nobody ever sees it but me Ill probably start this weekendOopsmy shoe fell offI had it half off and it fell off my toesIm in no hurry to put it back onits been bothering todayin fact Im untying the other one.
On hearing Emmas half on the conversation Plan C came to George.Quickly he ducked under desk and removed a panel at the base of the partition wall and he saw what he had hoped he would see.Emmas stocking foot was hovering above her fallen shoe.It was a beautiful high arched foot with cute button toes.He saw a candy apple red pedicure through the sheer dark nylon of her stockings.He noticed some redness on her heel and toes where the shoe was being cruel to lovely foot.There was a faint sweet musky aroma; she perfumed her toes. At that moment Emma uncrossed her legs and used her stocking covered toes to push her other shoe off of her foot. She then slid her stocking feet back and forth over the carpet.
Now for Plan C, George grabbed Emmas shoe and moved it to a hard to reach location under her desk.He got up from under his desk and listened for Emma to hang up her phone.Then he went into action.Pulling out his cell phone he circled around to talk to Emma.
Hey Emma he said looking at his phone, Art wants to see us in his office now
Why she asked fishing around for her shoe?
Dont know replied George.
OK, give me a moment I dont have my shoes on she admitted with a little embarrassment.
Emma smiled at George, I cant find my shoe.Excuse me. she said as she ducked under her desk.
At that moment, George took a picture of Emmas computer screen with his phone; he got what he wanted.
Emerging from under her desk holding her shoe Emma said, You know there is a big space under the wall and if Im not careful you might find my shoe under your desk one day.Emma crossed her legs and began to pull on her shoe.
I cant believe it said George staring at his phone. Art just texted me and said never mind.That Art he kills me
Now seated with one shoe on and one shoe off Emma contemplated putting her other shoe on or taking off the other one.
In the elevator George proudly showed Connie his photo. Holding the photo in one hand she placed her other hand on Georges shoulder.
This is great, said Connie sliding her foot out of her shoe How did you get the picture?
Lets just say I found an Achilles Heel in her security replied a smiling George glancing at Connies pedicure.
Connie slid her foot back into her shoe and removed her hand from Georges shoulder and pointed to the picture.
Good said Connie Because it says page two of two. I need to see page one too.It looks like youll have to exploit that Achilles Heel again.
As George looked at where Connie was pointing he noticed Connies height decrease by four inches.He diverted his eyes from the photo and saw Connies stocking foot flat on the floor with an empty high heel between her feet.
The elevator stopped and Connie put her hand on Georges shoulder again as she stepped into her shoe.George noticed her height rise.
Get the job done George Connie said patting him on the back.
George sat forlornly at his desk.He realized it was 90% luck that he was able to get the first picture and he knew lightening couldnt possibly strike twice.It was only one day until his deadline and of all things Emma was wearing boots. George picked up the snow globe on his desk and shook it.It was getting close to Christmas and the scene in his snow globe reminded him of a Christmas miracle.He could use a Christmas miracle right now.Hearing a bell ring it reminded him of Its a Wonderful Life. He thought of an angel getting its wings.Looking to the heavens, he expected divine inspiration but got nothing.Dejected he looked at his snow globe and shook it again.
Suddenly the snow globe separated from its base and fell to the floor.It didnt break.Instead it rolled under his desk. When he looked beneath his desk he saw that it rolled under the gap between thepartition and the floor.Ducking under his desk and looking through the gap he saw the soles of two stocking feet. Emmas heels were on the floor and her toes were pointed skyward. She was curling and uncurling her toes.Georges snow globe had stop in between Emmas feet.He couldnt grab his snow globe without touching Emmas feet so he got up and walked around to talk to Emma.
Emma saw George and asked, Is it Art again, I mean I just took off my boots to get a little more comfortable?
No, no started George when he spied page one up on Emmas computer screen.He couldnt believe his luck. Ah I dont know how to say this but my snow globe rolled under your desk.
What exclaimed Emma as she pushed her chair back and looked under her desk!
She saw the snow globe between her feet.
I was shaking it
No need to explain interrupted Emma as she bent down to retrieve the globe.At that moment George snapped a picture of page one.
It was late in the evening when George entered Connies office.Connie was leaning back in her chair with her stocking feet propped up on the corner of her desk.He handed her the picture of page one.
Excellent said Connie as she put her feet on the ground and sat up, Very good work George.
May I ask why you needed this inquired George?
Close the door George Connie said as she leaned back in her chair and propped her shoeless feet up on her desk again.If you remember my niece worked here as an intern over the summer and she sprained her ankle at the company picnic softball game.Emma was just made employee of the month and she gave up the employee of the month parking space so my niece wouldnt have too far to walk on crutches.The following month Art was named employee of the month and did not want his privileges deferred.I wanted to repay Emma for her kindness so I am giving her a secret Christmas bonus to cover the costs of all the gifts she is buying people on her gift list.Emma really is a giving person and this is the only way I feel I can give back to her.And there will be a little bonus for you too George.
Connie wiggled her toes and George heard a bell ring.
