Foot or shoe fetish

Completely Ruined ~ by DarkTalons David sat alone in the lobby of the Grand Horizon Hotel, the kind of place that smelled of polished marble, expensive cologne, and the quiet hum of money changing hands behind closed doors. Soft jazz drifted from speakers hidden behind tall potted palms. Afternoon light slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows and cut across the floor in long, clean stripes that moved slowly with the sun. The weekend business trip was supposed to be straightforward—final closed-door meetings on a project so confidential that even most of his own team only knew fragments of the whole picture. He was tired. Forty-two, still sharp in a dark charcoal suit that fit him well across the shoulders, but the constant pressure sat in his neck and lower back. Married twelve years to Laura, two …

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