Mia, tall and slim and very pretty, walked briskly towards the shoe store. She wore a simple outfit she had purchased herself about a year ago: a white halter, a very brief white skirt, and a pair of white sandals. She wore no undies or stockings because she had decided that it was simply too hot for them. Her golden hair hung long and straight halfway down her back, while pink lipstick and a touch of mascara adorned her face. Her pink pocketbook hung from her right shoulder, while a golden bracelet glittered on her left wrist. She couldn't help but smile to herself as she walked, for she knew her husband would never have let her out of the house in this getup.

The shoe store was somewhat crowded, but Mia found a seat and waited patiently for a salesman. She didn't have long to wait. Within moments, two gorgeous hard-bodied hunks knelt at her feet and began taking foot measurements and showing her various shoe samples.

"These are our latest styles," said the blonde haired youth, holding up two different styles of pumps. "Would you like to try them on?" He couldn't seem to keep his eyes off her thighs.

"I'd love to," she said, with a smile. Then she turned to the dark-haired youth. "I'd also like to try on some high heels. Will you fetch me a couple of pairs?"

"Sure thing," he said, grinning sheepishly. He rose and left.

"Mmmmm, you have cold hands," Mia said when the blonde youth slipped a pump onto her right foot. "Cold hands on my legs give me gooseflesh… right up to here." She pushed back her skirt and pointed to a spot on her inner thigh, very close to her cunt. Then she spread her thighs wide and winked at the youth.

He glanced around nervously to make sure no one was watching. Then, convinced that no one was, he slipped on the matching pump and at the same time stole a peek up her skirt. Mia saw him peeking and encouraged him with a broad smile.