Next morning Brooke showered and dressed in her work uniform – a white shirt with the name “Brooke” embroidered over her left breast and a black knee length skirt. She then pulled out the box containing her special shoes. Reluctantly she wished they contained a copy of her work shoes. She would have much rather pulled from the box a pair of designer heels but a work regulation was that female staff had to wear flat black loafers.
At least the shoes felt comfortable when she put them on. She hoped they would remain so until knock off time.
In the car on the way over she changed the shoes into the gold “Most expensive shoes in the world” Instead of being a lead foot she was temporarily a gold foot. The shoes remained comfortable and she was able to drive in them despite the 4 inch heel. She parked her car then changed her shoes back to black loafers before alighting. Not too many checkout chicks owned shoes worth millions. Questions might be asked if she walked into the store wearing the gold heels.
Her feet remained comfortable but by the afternoon her legs were once more beginning to ache. Taking a toilet break Brooke wished “That my shoes would once more become two pieces. The feet portion should remain black shoes but they should also extend up her legs and once more become massage stockings. Actually make it that they resemble the regulation work pantyhose but have the capability to gently massage my legs”
Brooke smiled with delight as from the top of her shoes, nude nylon slowly rose up her legs. Within a minute her new pantyhose were encompassing her waist. She could feel her legs being gently massaged. She returned to her station feeling very pleased with herself.
She finished her shift with her legs feeling great. It felt like she had only just got out of bed. She vowed that from now on she would wear pantyhose to work. This from the girl who had previously hated wearing tights or pantyhose.
Meanwhile her shoes were in ecstasy once more. As partly pantyhose he was encasing Brooke’s waist. It felt so wonderful to be up against her groin. He didn’t stop the massaging at the top of her legs but also tried to give gentle pulses to where her pussy was. The former boyfriend was still in a perpetual state of bliss while encasing Brooke but somehow he felt he was just a bit more conscious of his surroundings. Unfortunately he was still unable to communicate with his lover.
Brooke’s shift finished at 4 pm so she had time to do a bit of shopping before heading home. For some reason she felt quite randy this afternoon. It must be something to do with having her legs massaged all afternoon. Generally when she had a bit of spare cash she would go shoe shopping but now that she would never need to pay for another pair of shoes again she decided she could spend money on skirts and dresses that would show off her shoes and legs.
She visited several fashion shops and purchased herself a new black miniskirt and a black wrap dress which resembled the dress Katy Perry had worn with those boots she so loved. She also couldn’t resist buying herself a new lacy black bra and panty set. It would be perfect to wear under her new black wrap dress. Her purchases did use up the last of her spare cash but she reasoned she wasn’t going to able to save $5000 in a hurry anyway.
Back home she changed into her new outfit and changed her shoes back into the boots. She would have liked to have taken herself out to dinner to show off the outfit but she barley had enough cash left to pay the rent this week. She had to make do with cooking herself another omelet. At least she looked a million dollars as she cooked and ate her dinner.
As she was cleaning up her phone rang. She didn’t recognise the number so let it go to voicemail.