Gone & Forgotten

As soon as the office-worker mistress has finished using me to have her office boots lickshined, I am forgotten. And rightly so, for I'm just a public humble-head.

I'm not difficult to spot, being located right outside her office


She contemplates using me to clean her office boots


Decision made! My tongue must get to work!


The boots taste vile...


...but look fabulous. Such stylish, modern boots!


Her socks are equally impressive!


I taste where this superb young woman has been...


...whilst she casually texts her boyfriend high above me


She switches her booted feet automatically in front of my face...


...interrupting her text-messaging only briefly to inspect my progress


Once her boots are clean, and only then, she abandons me


I now have the indignity of watching her stylish boots & socks...


...turning their backs on me!


I am already forgotten by her


Her magnificent mind is full of lascivious thoughts about her boyfriend


At least when she meets up with him tonight her boots will be clean!




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