Lester is forced to stay home and wait for the cable guy on
a gorgeous Spring day. When the door
bell rings, he realizes that he didn’t know it was possible to be both scared
and turned on at the same time. Alex has
looks, a rock hard body, charm, and most important of all, dirty logger boots
on his big, wide feet.
Alone with a powerful stranger, will Lester be able to
control his insatiable boot fetish? And
what will happen if he can’t?
This 4,000 word erotic boot fetish short story includes mild
violence, sexual language and profanity.
EXCERPT
“Heaven help me.”
I watch him drag his ladder off the top of his truck and carry it down the block. His muscular arms flex and bulge, but he doesn’t look strained in the least. I feel a hard on begin to surface and if he sees that I might be in trouble. This man looks strong enough to snap my neck with one hand, although if I had to choose a way to die, that would be fine by me. My hard on gets worse.
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