Foot Love at the Millenium Mall
by dstarr1965@earthlink.net

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Christmas 2003 shall go down in my memoirs as the most magical ever.
The Friday after Thanksgiving I decided to finally go Christmas shopping. I am a Medical Student, so it is almost impossible for me to have any free time. I hit the standard Malls in my area, Florida Mall, Altamonte Mall, & The Designer Outlet off 535.

I still could not find that special gift I needed for my mother. My mother is a miniature Jackie "O" . Like Jackie she was widowed at a very young age. I was only 10, my sister was 16. Mother has steered us and kept us out of harms way her entire life, so this Christmas gift needed to be very special. It was a combination gift for Christmas and her 65th Birthday.

I decided to now go to the Millennium Mall, a more up scaled Mall than the others. It hadn't been opened that long when I went. I decided to cut through Neiman Marcus, since this was the only spot available to park. As I entered the store, I stopped and saw the most fantastic looking suit in a Silver "shark skin" material. This was no ordinary suit, for it was a Hugo Boss Suit.

This is the only true suit that fits my very tall frame. They are quite expensive, but worth every penny because they last. I began to look frantic as I could not find a 46 Long. All of a sudden there was a "tap" on my shoulder. "Excuse me sir, may I assist you in finding your suit?"
I turned around and there was this gorgeous, quite masculine, tall German Man behind me. He had the most gorgeous blue eyes I've seen to this day.
I looked at his badge on the lapel of his jacket. "FRITZ" was his name.


I started to stutter at first, then my knees started to shake!. "FRITZ" I said, I am looking for a 46 Long in this color. "Very good sir" he replied. He then moved in front of me and began to move the suits around. I then smelled his Cologne which was "Noblia by Gucci ", I knew this because, I wear this Cologne myself : )
I started to look at his broad shoulders, his nice thick blonde hair, and his awesome long legs, his nice large feet! Fritz had on Alligator shoes, which were most unusual but sexy as hell!


Fritz stood up with the suit in hand. I asked him. Fritz, how tall are YOU, because I am 6ft 4" and you tower over me! He replied: I am 6ft 9" tall. My wife is only 5ft 9". Do you have a tall wife he asked me? I responded NO, as my heart sank to my shoes.


Fritz showed me to the fitting room where I tried on the suit. Fritz came into the fitting room and asked me to stand on the platform in front of 4 mirrors. The jacket fits wonderfully Fritz stated, but the trousers are unfinished and need to be hemmed. Do you have a pair of shoes with you sir?
No I replied, and explained to Fritz about my Mother's special gift this year, and how I came to Neiman Marcus in sneakers.


He started to look at all of the "try on shoes" he had for hemming pants. None of them had the correct size heel, as they were all Penny Loafer styles. I was sneaking a peak at those amazing ALLIGATOR shoes of Fritz's when he suddenly turned and caught me! He had a strange "grin" on his face. He said: So do you like MY shoes? Very much so I replied. They are very unusual looking.


Mmm he said, I have an idea! The heel on my shoes are larger than the ones for trying on. If you would like, you may borrow my shoes. I looked at him in sheer disbelief. He looked back at me with a sinister grin and said: You are SUCH an admirer of my shoes, I truly do not mind
IF you do not mind?


Now I started to breathe again, relaxing with each breath. OK, I said. I am going to take you up on your offer.
GOOD Fritz said, my wife bought these shoes for me, and they are killing my feet!
Oh so that is why you offered your shoes to me! YES said Fritz in a joking manner. I NEED TO GET SOME RELIEF FROM THESE SHOES .....
The more I looked at HIS shoes, the more I thought his feet really did bother him. The shoes were very narrow almost pointy looking.


Fritz started to untie his shoes, as I untied my sneakers. He started to pull off his first shoe, I could see in his face that he was indeed in pain from those shoes!
As I placed my sneakers off to the right, I looked over at Fritz. He was holding his shoes to hand over to me. I glanced down and that is when I noticed his socks were those "silk socks" that had the reinforced toes. Through his socks I could see the very shinny big toe nails. It made me erect to think that maybe this big German stud got pedicures!


I started to slip on his shoes when the tailor came in. As I stood in the mirror I could see Fritz rubbing the sides of his big toes on the carpet. His face was in sheer agony! I stood there with my hand in the pocket of the trouser. It had a hole in it, and allowed me to conceal my very erect penis!
The tailor asked me a few times to remove my hand from the pocket, BUT I insisted this is HOW I wear my trousers!


When the tailor finished and left, Fritz asked me if I would like some coffee. I said YES. I handed him back his shoes and watched him ever so carefully put them back on and tie his laces up. My heart was pounding and pounding. My hopes of seeing his bare feet were now gone.


I went back into the dressing room, which was off in the corner, away from the security monitor. Fritz came and "tapped" on the door. I have your coffee sir. I asked him if he wouldn't mind coming in and allowing my to try his shoes on one time. "JUST" to make certain the length was correct. Certainly sir! he replied.


Fritz came in and sat across from me in the other chair, as he untied his right shoe and pulled it off, I asked the QUESTION. Fritz, do you go for pedicures? He looked up. smiled and said why yes, how did you know? I said your big toenails have a fantastic shine through your Silky socks.
With that he pulled off his sock and showed me his foot!!!!! This man had the most perfect shaped toes, and nail beds I have ever witnessed!


I ask for "rounded" corners, because straight across can lead to ingrown nails Fritz replied. As I looked in amazement, he started to rub the side of his big toe. The facial pain was to much to bare on this hunk!!!!


I slipped off and down from my chair on to the floor, I grabbed his foot and started to massage it. Fritz angrily tried to pull his foot away from me. As I hung on to his ankle, I asked in a calm low voice, if he would PLEASE allow me to massage his feet and make him feel better. It must have worked because he stopped trying to pull his foot away from me and he GRIN ED from ear to ear. OK, I am not needed on the floor at the moment . Carry on he said.


I quickly pulled his left shoe and sock off and held both ankles tightly in my lap. I started to sweat, what if I now get arrested for assault and battery? What if he presses charges against me? What if I end up on the 6 o'clock news! I thought I was either going to pass out from fear, or throw up!


Then it happened, Fritz gently slipped his right ankle out my hand and firmly planted the ball of his foot on my crotch, squishing his toes in a methodic motion around my penis. Fritz looked up and said, I will no longer call you Sir, BUT rather "Servant"


Fritz then pulled his left ankle out of my left hand and with one forceful "push" shoved all ten toes into my mouth! As I slipped lower and lower until I was completely on my back, scrunched up in a ball in this fitting room with this most AMAZING man ever.


As I rolled his toes around my mouth, I could feel my saliva running down my face. I finally got Fritz's big toe lodged into the right side of my mouth. I nibbled and crunched on the side of his big toe. His eyes rolled around in his head. He must have reached ecstasy I thought. Could this be happening to me I thought? Is this a dream?


Fritz was tired of fighting me I guess, he was exhausted! I pulled out his left foot from my mouth, and started to lick the sole of his foot and nibbling on his heel.
Again he groaned and started to make his eyes roll around. The taste of his foot was like a dry champagne, most pleasing I must admit. His foot had the most
amazing smell, like a brand new leather wallet!


I changed feet and now positioned his right foot in my mouth. Now I could see a very faint sign of pre-cum, or a slight wetness by the fly of his suit. I had to stare at it to make sure I was seeing correctly! Myself? I was sitting in a "puddle"! I have never exploded like this before! I didn't even know it was possible to do


I pulled Fritz's foot from my mouth, and wiped his toes with a tissue I had in my pocket. He sat up and leered at me. Do you do this with all your store associates he asked? No, I said. In fact you are the first. Damn you have gorgeous feet Fritz, I said. He stood up, then helped me up. He grabbed me and kissed me like I have never been kissed by Man OR Woman. This was the kiss of a REAL MAN! Tender, yet hard and forceful at the same time. I was true puddy in this man's hands. Fritz moved his left hand to the side of my left chin. I reached up and stuck his pinky in my mouth.

Enough, enough my little stallion he proclaimed! I need to get cleaned up, and out on the Floor before I am truly missed! Leave the suit trousers on the back of the chair. I will be back for them in a minute. Two minutes later the tailor came back for the trousers. I paid for the suit at the cashier. I never did get to say goodbye to Fritz that day. I am not sure if he felt guilty for cheating on his wife, or if he truly was plunged into sheer ecstasy and truly enjoyed our time together.