1. Sundara - Part 2


    Date: 12/10/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: blin18, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    that he would look up. I reflected with a thrill that I was now technically naked from the waist down and I gave my hips a wiggle just to feel the cotton of my dress swish across my bare bottom. Sadly Rajit had missed the show; he had folded my socks into a ball and poked then into one sandal. Opening the jaws of the Brannock, he paused for a moment and then looked up at my face. I realised with dull shame that I was waiting for him to touch me again; to pick up my foot and place it in the device, while he was quite rightly waiting for me to do it myself … which I did, a few seconds too late for it not to be embarrassing. The steel device was cold and hard after the warm, sensuous touch of his hands, but he worked quickly and expertly and had both feet in and out of it in what felt like just a few seconds. “It is as I suspected,” he said, standing up and looking at my eyes again. “The good news is that your feet are the same length.” “That does sound like good news,” I smiled. “I would be surprised if they were not,” he said. “The symmetry of your body and your face is quite perfect, so a difference in bone growth in your feet could really only be caused by a childhood injury; but that seems not to be the case.” Blush! Did he just call my body perfect? I beamed and swished my dress again and caught a glimpse of Belinda impatiently pretending to look at a non-existent watch and then at me. “The bad news,” he continued, “is that your right arch is slightly fallen.” “Oh!” I ...
    said. “What should I do?” “Well, I’m not supposed to say this,” he said quietly, “but I recommend you consult a qualified podiatrist and get a set of orthotic inserts for your shoes.” That seemed like sound advice. “Why shouldn’t you tell me that?” I asked. As he was talking, Rajit picked out a box containing the lace-up pumps in my size and led me over to a low bench where I could sit; hands in my lap and knees together for the moment. “This store stocks a range of shoe inserts that are supposed to correct such problems,” he explained. “But they are a ‘one size fits all’ solution to a more complex problem that affects the health of customers’ feet. I will share a secret with you,” he looked around conspiratorially and I felt another warm flush of endorphins, “I sometimes pay for one myself so that the owner does not detect that I am not selling them.” Rajit ‘assumed the position’ kneeling in front of me and Belinda quickly circled around the store so that she could see me as he unwrapped the shoes and loosened the laces. “Right foot, please Rupali.” I lifted my foot and pointed my toes for him; straight at his groin, I noticed. Is that Freudian? He slipped it gently onto my foot, touching me all over – especially around my new erogenous zone behind the ankle – and sending shivers up my calf. Taking care not to pinch with the laces against my bare skin, he tied it in a perfectly symmetrical bow and then reached for the other shoe. I saw Belinda looking at me meaningfully from two ...
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