for showering. As I stood in front of the mirror I rubbed the bulge with the black nylon that encased it, causing more pre-cum to ooze through the fabric. Again I stopped and got on with showering.

By the time I got out of the steamy shower my joint had shrunk and after toweling dry I went back into the bedroom and lay down on the cool sheets with the three pillows of the king-sized bed serving as a backrest. I reached for the box which had occupied my thoughts since I picked it up at the post office that morning. A rustling, rattling sound came from inside as I gently shook it. I could feel my cock swelling again. I stripped off the reinforced tape from one of the seams and opened the flaps.

A wonderful leathery odor rose to my nostrils and I raised the box to breathe in the aroma coming through the tissue. If someone would have been observing me they would have seen that my erection was now full again, but my attention was directed to the contents of the box.

I pulled a tissue covered item from it which I slowly unwrapped, savoring the moment.

The tissue fell away and my hand held a beautiful red leather high-heeled pump. My fingers traced over the tapered toe, along the sole, up the steeply inclined arch, and then down the six-inch high stiletto heel. I held it up so that I could view and admire the sleek profile. I noted again the steep arch indicated by the small angle between it and the heel. The slender heel with the tiny lift on the top looked fragile. I pressed the heel against my thigh, leaving a reddened imprint

duplicating the shape of the tiny lift. I wondered if that thin spike could support my weight.

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