Ann was new at the office.  She had no idea how we operated at our firm.  Business was business, sure but underneath it all, behind the blinds and into the back office our staff was into foot worship and foot sex huge. 

At some offices (poor souls) the hottest it gets is a little flirting at the water cooler. We all know that old story, how boring!  I don’t know how people get by under such restrictions.  At our office we’ve got a somewhat more…liberated perspective. 

Foot worship and foot sex?  All the time.  Rules against it?  No way.  The logic?  Intercourse is a bit much at the office.  But foot sex is a little more innocent, and a little less personal for those of us who may have partners at home or trouble getting attached and such.  When it comes to getting it on we have an open policy for feet. 

So anyway, Ann arrived about six months ago.  She’s only 23, an intern from the college and desperately attractive.  Normally we keep things under a low profile for the first little bit with new staff, not wanting to scare people away before they get comfortable with the staff.   Ann walked in on me and my boss within twenty minutes of arriving for her first morning of work.  And what did she do when she caught us having foot sex?  Run?  Scream?  No way.  Join!  Ann is my goddess.  She has become my daily foot worship idol.  I have never come across a more beautiful creature.

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