As soon as Stephen Alexander was introduced to Jodie Adams in Belgium, he was immediately attracted to her and thought about what it would be like to fuck her.She looked as gorgeous as ever in a turquoise sequin dress, with perfect legs, a tight bum, and perky tits. Stephen could barely contain himself. She was so damn hot; it was like looking into a shimmering jet engine.He was certain sex with her would be fucking amazing. Jodie was also attracted to him. So, it wasn’t long before they hooked up in the cloakroom at the drinks reception in Bruges.After that fateful night, their lives took them in different directions. Jodie Adams was a famous model and had to travel to Miami the next day. While Stephen had to go to New York.Stephen Alexander owned ‘The Shoe Emporium’, a small chain of exclusive designer ladies’ shoe boutiques in Paris, Los Angeles, New York, and London. He only sold his own ladies’ high-end extravagant footwear designs. He got a lot of customs from rich and famous ladies looking for something exceptional for that special occasion.As well as a designer of quality footwear Stephen also had a reputation as ladies’ man. It was widely known he had slept with many of his female clients, which had earnt him the nickname of Mr Sex, which over time had got shortened to Mr X. He played up to it and used a gold ‘X’ as his brand which could be found stencilled in the insole of every shoe he designed.Mr X was a tall and well-built man. He was always well turned out and could normally be found in trousers, with designer shirts, trendy jackets and of course, a good pair of shoes. His wavy hair was turning grey, and he sported a trimmed goatee.Jodie was a regular customer, she loved Mr X’s shoes and often visited his Ankara bayan escort boutiques, although she had never run into Stephen, part of her secretly hoped one day she would.Jodie breezed into the London Shoe Emporium, wearing a navy dress, her blonde hair bouncing on her shoulders. She had just got a bright pink pedicure, her toes shone in her grey suede high heel sandals.She had ordered a pair of electric blue stilettos and was calling by to collect.“Good morning, Miss Adams,” Kiera, the manageress stood welcoming her.“Hi, Kiera. I’ve come to pick up those heels.”“Of course, I have them here,” Kiera said handing her a shoebox.“Hello Jodie,” a voice called out from the other end of the store.Jodie turned to see Stephen standing there. She smiled and walked over to him. He welcomed her with a kiss on the cheek. She smelt so good. Her eyes were blue as a swimming pool, her cheekbones, perfect and her smile, wicked.They sat down on a pair of crushed grey suede chairs in the centre of the store and started to chat. Kiera left them to it and went for lunch. Stephen studied Jodie’s newly painted toes while she studied the heels on display around them. He thought Jodie had amazing feet, just like the rest of her, they were perfect.“What do you think of my pedicure, Stephen?”“Your toes look ravishing, Jodie. I have the perfect pair of heels for you. My latest design. Size six, right?”Stephen got up and came back with a beautiful pair of transparent and metallic pumps, clear PVC trimmed with silver mirrored-leather and sharp pointed ends.“Would you like to try them on?”Jodie nodded. Stephen watched in wonder as she slid her feet out of her sandals and displayed them out on his white Escort bayan Ankara faux fur rug.As Stephen bent down to help her put on the new heels. It occurred to Jodie she should have probably worn underwear today. She tried to keep her knees together and not flash.“I should warn you; I am not wearing any knickers.”“It’s ok, I am used to it. Kiera never wears underwear either,” Stephen quipped.“I suppose it is nothing you haven’t seen before,” she said reminiscing back to their meeting in Belgium.Jodie got up and walked around, stopping at the floor mirror to admire her feet in the exquisite high heels.She then sat down to take them off as Stephen knelt at her feet. He pulled the shoe away from her foot and slide his hand over her heel in the process. She wiggled her toes as Stephen glided her other shoe off. He loved his job.Stephen didn’t wait for an invitation as he ran his hands over her instep and soles. They were so soft. Jodie bought her feet up to Stephen’s face. He pressed her soles against his nose. They smelt so damn good. He slowly kissed the ends of her toes, moving his lips along her foot.Stephen’s tongue was soon sliding between Jodie’s toes. His hands running up the calves of her legs. Jodie closed her eyes and opened her legs as she felt the warmth of his mouth move up her legs and nestled between her thighs. He lightly planted kisses on her shaved pussy.“Would you like to go to dinner tonight?” he asked.“Ah, yes,” Jodie said as she moaned.Stephen nuzzled into her clit. Her pussy tasted sweet.“Seven-thirty, ok?” he said while giving her pussy her tongue bath.“Fuck, yes,” Jodie said whimpering.Stephen lightly started rubbing her clit.“I can pick you up,” he suggested.“Ahhhh!” Bayan escort Ankara Jodie was catching her breath as she came.“Was that a yes?” Stephen asked smiling.“It’s a no!” Jodie said.“No to dinner?” Stephen asked.“No, yes to dinner. No to a lift, I’ll meet you there,” Jodie confirmed.They met in a swanky London restaurant. Jodie sported the pair of transparent and metallic pumps she got from Stephen earlier. Her toes looked very sexy squeezed into them with a sliver toe ring for added appeal. Her legs were bare, and she sported a silver mini dress. Her blonde hair pushed up.Stephen was in jeans, a light pink blazer, and black shirt.Jodie sat crossed-legged as they chatted over their food. Stephen had ordered the chicken, while Jodie had a salad.“You have great legs,” Stephen said resting his hand on her exposed knees.“Thank you, I like to keep them bare, like my cunt.”Stephen slowly moved his hand between her legs. Jodie, of course, wasn’t wearing any underwear. Stephen pushed two insides inside her vagina. He withdrew and licked her juice from them.“Dessert?” she said.“I’ll get the bill.”Jodie’s place was closest, and her car was outside.Ulysses, Jodie’s driver was waiting in her maroon Bentley Bentayga. Jodie and Stephen get in the back and settle on the black leather seats.“So, do you like the taste of my pussy?” Jodie said as she opened her legs, exposing her shaved slit.“It is better than the chicken,” Stephen said.“I love it when someone enjoys me,” she said seductively.“Is that why do don’t wear tights or panties?”“I like to cum regularly. Underwear just slows me down,”Jodie and Stephen then started kissing. Their tongues playing tennis as they explored each other’s mouths. Stephen lightly kissed her top lip. His hands run up her legs as he pushed up her short dress and squeezed her bare buttock. Then he moved round and stroked her pussy. Jodie was inching to get her hands on his cock. She undid his jeans as he took off his jacket. His mushroom-shaped dome pushed through. Stephen was hard and ready.