The New Secretary
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As the days went by I would put on the high heels immediately after arriving to work and leave them on until my lunch break. After lunch however, it was back in the heels! The following Thursday I was just finishing putting away some files in the cabinet and walking back to my desk. It wasn't five minutes later that a gentleman came into the office wanting to talk with Donna! I managed to slip out of the heels and put my new slip on loafers on and then escort the man in to see Donna! After he left I had to put the heels back on but I was shaken from the incident and complained to Donna about it.
She then said we were taking the next week off! I asked why and she replied "if you are worried about wearing the high heels we can do something about it so you won't look or feel so out of place. And since you're getting so good in walking in them it'll be easy." She said with another of her smiles and finished by telling me that I would be spending the entire week at her home.
I had an inkling of what was going to happen but not to the degree it happened! I threatened to quit and didn't really care but Donna was insistent and with an even larger raise being offered I felt almost stuck somehow. The job wasn't that hard, even in the heels but I knew after I was told the rest of Donna's plan that I could never pull it off.
The first thing I was to do was pack up and move out of my apartment. I would be living with Donna now and after she was finished with me there would be no way I could really go back to my place anyway. Then the next week passed, and with the fifteen hour days and all the work it passed slowly! But soon it was Monday morning and the start of another work week.
I was terrified to get out of the car when we pulled up to the office but Donna insisted that I could make a go of it and that no one would even notice my changes. I was just the "new" secretary. I was nervous as I opened the car door and felt the click of my high heels as they hit the pavement. I took my purse and after leaving the car I made my way up the sidewalk with Donna. I could feel my new bust jiggling and feel the cool morning air swirling around my nyloned legs! And could hear the swish of my nylons brushing my calves and thighs with each step as I minced along in my tight, satin lined skirt on those five inch heels! I saw a few people moving about and driving past on the street but nobody pointed, or laughed or yelled out. I did notice a few women give me a passing glance as they went about their business and a few men looking me over as we made our way to the office door.
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