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Mr.
Mandel: Part 1
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Ok,
I guess I should start by telling you I have a big dress sock and
barefoot fetish.
I don’t know why but for as long as I can remember I have
always had an attraction for male feet and dress socks. I especially
love the thinner dress socks sheers, TNTs, nylon and thin gold toes.
OTCs are so hot and if a guy is wearing sock garters it is an even
bigger turn on for me. I am 35 years old gay Italian with brown
hair clean shaven 5’.9” with a trim body and have been
told I am a good looking guy.
When it comes to male feet I am a total bottom. I love to be at
the feet of a man between 35 and 60 and if he is a suit guy than
there is no holding me back. It is such a turn on to me to be of
service to this suit guy and his sock/feet that I lose control.
I have had many hot experiences over the years and enjoyed everyone
of them. The story I am about to tell you happened a few years ago
but still to this day thinking about it makes me very hard. Well
let me now share my store with you.
I had been working for this company for about 5 years when the company
had a major restructuring . Our team was called into the conference
room and introduced to our new VP. We were told Mr. Mandel (of course
not his real name) will be hands on and was going to keep a close
eye on everyone on his teams. At the time little did I know how
close an eye. As Mr. Mandel addressed us I could only think how
handsome and authoritative this man looks. He stood about 6’2”
with black salt & pepper hear, maybe between 48 to 55 years
old wearing an expensive 3 piece suit. I could not see his feet
at this time but was wishing I could.
Over the next few month I guess you could say Mr. Mandel became
our worst nightmare. He was very demanding and condescending to
almost everyone on his teams except for a few of his favorites which
I was not one of. Mr. Mandel would demand updates and/or reports
by unreasonable times, call meetings at the drop of the hat and
would ridicule you in font anyone.
But all that aside he was a big turn on to me. Every chance I got
I would sneak peeks of his expensive dress shoes trying to get any
glimpses of his dress socks I could. But over these first few months
I never could get a glimpse of his dress socks which was driving
me crazy. Than one day he called me into his office just as I was
getting ready to leave.
As I walked into Mr. Mandel’s office what I saw nearly made
me drop to my knees. There he sat behind his desk and with his feet
propped up on his desk shoes off in his socked feet. Man I was stunned
he was wearing a pair of black sheer dress socks which his feet
showed through the sheer material. You could see a bit of moisture
at the toes and heels. Just by looking at them I judged them to
be around a size 12. Mr. Mandel looked up and ordered me to have
a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. He wanted to go
over some of the figures I had submitted to him in my last report.
As we talked I kept sneaking glances at his socked feet up on his
desk. Every so often he would wiggle his toes in those so hot sheer
dress socks or rub his feet together. Needless to say this was driving
me crazy. Than all to abruptly Mr. Mandel ended our meeting and
pulled his beautiful socked feet off his desk and said well that
will do for now. I got what I wanted you can go now. When I got
home I jerk off 3 times to fantasies of Mr. Mandel’s feet
and me servicing them.
Over the next few days it seemed as though Mr. Mandel was picking
on me ordering this or that or yelling at me for one reason or another.
Than on Friday he seemed to lose control in front of everyone yelling
and ridiculing me over a report I submitted to him. He ordered me
to fix this piece of garbage I submitted and he wanted it on his
desk by 6 o’clock today. I worked the rest of the day on the
report to get it to his liking and at around 5 o’clock as
he was leaving he yelled at me that better be on my deck by 6 understand.
Well I had completed the report around 5:45 and notices everyone
had left for the day. I was the only one in the office and wanted
to get out of there. I walked into Mr. Mandel’s office and
over to his desk placed the report on the desk. Than I noticed on
his chair a pair of used dress socks the exact same ones he was
wearing the day I met with him. My heart started beating faster
as I looked at those used sheer socks of his. I looked around even
though I know I was the only one in the office. I felt my cock start
to harden and know I had to at least get a sniff of those hot sheers.
I grabbed the socks and examined them for a bit. Than lifted them
to my nose breathing in deeply. Man the musky scent of Mr. Mandel’s
foot sweat and the leather of his shoes was so intoxicating. I hung
my head back and sniffed his scent in deeply as my other hand went
to my cock rubbing it to full erection.
After sniffing his socks for a bit I needed to tasted them to have
this mans foot taste in my mouth to enjoy. I started with one sock
taking the toe part into my mouth the slight bitter taste hitting
my tongue almost made me shoot my load in my pants. As I continued
to chew and suck the rest of this delicious sheer sock into my mouth
I released my now throbbing cock from the confides of my pants and
boxers and began to stoke it. I than removed the one sock from my
mouth after chewing and sucking the entire foot area of this sock,
virtually cleaning it with my mouth. I slowly worked my tongue around
in my mouth and over my lips enjoying the leftover taste of Mr.
Mandel’s foot and stroking my cock more intently. I than took
that sock and slide it over my hard cock. Than sock stoking my cock
I began to chew and suck the other sheer sock into my mouth. There
I was in Mr. Mandel’s office sitting on the edge of his desk
stroking my socked cock and cleaning his other sock with my mouth.
I could not hold back any longer and shot a huge load into Mr. Mandel’s
sheer sock.
I knew I could not leave his sock with my cum inside it so I turned
it inside out and sucked my cum from the sock, cleaning every drop.
Once I calmed down and came back to my senses I pushed my now soft
cock back into my pants and replaced Mr. Mandel’s socks back
on his chair the way I found them, only a bit cleaner.
Needless to say I fantasized that entire weekend jerking off numerous
times. I arrived back at work Monday morning expecting to be racked
over the coals yet again. But to my surprise Mr. Mandel it seems
was avoiding me. I was at least grateful for that but than at 4
o’clock I received an email from him ordering me to his office
at 6 o’clock with the words “Be prepared” in bold.
This was only the begging of my experience with Mr. Mandel.
To be continued:
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