To my loyal readers, I am sorry for having been away so long. Please write comments if you want more of Andrea and her high heels.

 

Andrea's Beginnings

by

Candy Heels

Part 19

 

Jennifer moved close so Bill would not hear and whispered,

"I started last Monday when you left for your last week of school and I have been wearing these high heels every day to work. My feet are so sore but I adore wearing high heels. Is there anything you can do to help? You seem to wear high heels with such ease. Please help me."

Andrea was suddenly worried that like so many women, Jennifer would give up on wearing high heels. She could not explain why this mattered to her but it did.

"Oh my, you will get used to them Jen. I hope you're not giving up on high heels are you?"

"Oh my God no. I love my heels and so does my boyfriend Mark. But I wondered if there was anything I could do to make them easier to wear."

"I have an idea."

Andrea turned to Bill and asked,

"Bill, may I take this lady out with me for about 15 minutes. We need to get something."

Bill laughed and turned to Andrea and said,

"No problem but don't you want to change your heels before you go?"

Andrea was suddenly taken aback. She had been standing in the silver 6" high heels not even aware of them – she was so focused on helping Jennifer. She laughed aloud,

"Yes I think I had better. These are not really fitting for a morning at the mall are they?"

Both Bill and Jennifer laughed with her as she stepped out of her extremely high silver pumps and slipped her feet back into her pretty summer sandals. She used Bill's shoulder to steady herself as she raised each foot behind herself to slip up the delicate sling.

"I'll have Jennifer back in just a very few minutes."

The two lovely girls left the store and were clicking through the mall on high stiletto heels when Jennifer leaned to Andrea and whispered,

"Andrea, may I ask you a question that may seem kind of private but I would like to know. It's a little embarrassing."

Andrea was suddenly worried that her secret may be out and felt a cold nervousness come over her.

"Yes it's okay Jen. We're friends – what did you want to ask?"

"Well I am really embarrassed to ask you but I have been dating this guy in my school for about a year now. When we met I was still wearing flat shoes. Since I started wearing heels, he has been going nuts over them. When we're in bed he gets me naked but he gets my heels and puts them back on my feet so I am naked with high heels. I find it kind of sexy but is it normal for a guy to want you to leave your heels on when you do it?"

Andrea laughed loud. It was a defense since her limited sexual experience was only that which she had enjoyed with Sarah. But she grabbed some composure and said,

"Oh yes it is very normal. Guys love high heels – just look at Bill – he adores high heels. And for the record, I always come to bed with my high heels on. I actually prefer doing it that way."

"Thanks I feel so much better. I really love how I turn him on now. I feel so special but there is one other strange thing if I could be really graphic. He never went down on me before I started wearing my heels in bed for him. Now he seems to love eating me but he really surprised me the other day when he was down there. He slipped off one of my shoes and while he was eating me, he slipped the heel of my shoe inside me. I was really shocked but you know what? I really liked it too. Is that awful?"

Andrea laughed again feeling a little jealous that she had no vagina to enter with her heel,

"That was your first time? Well I taught my boyfriend how to do that to me. You should have seen his face when I slipped my heel inside me. He almost lost control. It really is fun isn't it?"

They had to cut their conversation short since they were approaching the entrance to the mall's pharmacy. Andrea led Jennifer to the area where they sold shoe inserts for ladies. She looked through the pads and found the small ones designed for lady's pumps.

"These will do the trick. You won't need them forever but until the pads on the balls of your feet get a little tougher these will really help you enjoy wearing high heels."

"Oh thanks Andrea, I just cannot give up on my heels. I do love them so much."

The girls paid for the pads and started back towards Bill's shop. Andrea took Jennifer to a mall bench and sat to open the package that contained Jen's new shoe pads. Jennifer slipped off her high-heeled pumps and slipped the thin pads into the toe area. Holding each pretty pump by its high thin heel she slipped them back onto her feet and stood up.

"Oh my God, my high heels feel heavenly again. Those little pads stop all the burning in my pads. I think I could run in these high heels now – they feel so great. Thank you Andrea."

"I am so glad. I know how much you love high stiletto heels and I would hate for you to have to give them up."

Oh thank you. I so love wearing high heels and I was afraid that I could not wear them as well as you do. I could not have gone on with that pain in the balls of my feet but now I feel as of I am wearing slippers."

"Soon both you arches and pads will adjust and you won't need those insoles but until then, they will allow you to wear your high heels all you want."

The two girls hugged and started back towards Bill's store on clicking stiletto heels.

The store was very busy by the time they returned – so many women shopping and looking at the wonderful fashionable clothes that Bill carried in his store. A few of the ladies were nicely dressed but the majority was wearing little makeup and very casual clothing ranging from shorts to jeans. Sadly, without exception all the shoes that Andrea could see were ugly flats – everything from flat sandals to running shoes. Andrea wondered why when her high heels gave her such happiness and joy why all women would not want that feeling.

As they reached the entrance to the store, Jennifer leaned over and have her a hug and a little peck on her cheek,

"Thank you so much for helping me. You don't know what having an understanding friend like you means to me. I had better get to work and tend to my customers."

"Oh Jen, you are so precious and so very welcome. I know those pads will help you and I hope you have a great day."

Bill approached them with a large smile carrying a fashionable shopping bag, which Andrea assumed contained her new high-heeled shoes. He leaned down for a little kiss,

"Now don't you be a stranger. Your new Office is right next door and I would love to see you during your lunch hour and maybe even after work."

Andrea hugged him briefly and kissed his cheek,

"Oh Bill, you are so kind and so generous to me. Thank you. You can count on seeing me often. You make me feel so happy and so loved."

Jennifer and Bill had work to do so Andrea decided to leave and go back outside to enjoy the wonderful spring day. She exited at the main doors and slipped her pretty sunglasses back on. It was approaching noon and the streets were busy with people shopping. Cars and pedestrians were everywhere. She caught her own reflection in the mall's mirrored walls and loved how her crinolines held the skirt of her pretty sundress so full. It tilted so nicely with each step. But mostly, she loved looking at her extremely high heels. She stopped for a moment feigning that she was making a call on her cell phone. She stood with both feet together tightly and legs straight. In the mirror walls she could clearly see that these ultra high stilettos actually held her arches pitched beyond the vertical and yet her tiny feet felt so wonderful. She was so proud that she looked so natural in heels so high.

She decided to return to the park area. She so loved walking in her stiletto heels and it was far too early to return home to Sarah. She began to learn that by adjusting the tightness in her arches, she could cause the sling-back strap to fall down. She felt a little naughty and playful doing this but it caused her high heels to slap like her stiletto bedroom slippers and it felt feminine and so pretty. And besides, she loved stopping to lift her high heel up behind her and by leaning back slightly she could replace the strap with her lovely mauve nails. She didn't care if anyone was watching her – these little things with her high heels were causing her such feminine joy – it was for her and not for anyone else. The 4 or 5 men that were studying this high heel beauty were very rigid but she took no notice.

With all this walking, even Andrea had to admit that her pads were a little tender but she did not care and it certainly did not affect her most perfect high heel walking. Ahead she saw the children's wading pool and was struck with an idea. She had to mince on tiptoe through the grass to the paved edge of the wading pool. Despite her careful efforts her stiletto heels sank a little and an inch of the tips were a little dirty. Stepping onto the paved edge, she again felt the thrust of her heels raising her arches and was so tempted to walk into the water with her high heels on. She remembered wearing wet stiletto heeled pumps while swimming and loved that feeling. But there were a few people around and they would not understand. She stretched her arches and allowed both sling-backs to slip down and then with the most feminine little moves, she stepped out of her high heel sandals and into the cool water. Her heels being so terribly high both fell over and lay there on the poolside for her to look at as she walked in bare feet in about a foot of shallow water. In a matter of minutes the burning sensation in her pads was gone and she needed to get back into high heels. She left the water and picking her stilettos up by their rapier heels, she tiptoed through the grass to the nearest sidewalk bench. She removed a tissue from her purse and used it to dry her wet feet and then lovingly with the wet tissue, polished the soil from the white patent of her incredibly high stiletto heels.

Loving each second of slipping her toes under the straps and fixing the delicate sling-backs she again stood and decided to explore downtown again. She was not aware of all the eyes fixated on the expert walk of this beautiful young woman in the ultra high-heeled sandals.

  

  

  

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