Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Mid-Week Matinee: Clark's Artisan -Hummingbird, Brown

Ciao a tutti!

It's been a week since your last Midday-Mid-Week-Matinee; from the What's Her Fantasy? archives, a Sixty-Second Sexcapade which is sure to delight! And as always, I hope this gets you through the remainder of the week!

***WARNING***

The following story is not for the faint of heart and is NOT intended for those under the age of 18! Consider yourself forewarned!






Director’s Cut

 

Every Thursday afternoon, the clinic where I work holds their weekly training.  No appointments for patients are scheduled at this time, thereby allowing the nurses and other staff to engage in continuing education classes, workshops and seminars that deal with advances in medicine or learning about new equipment that enable us to function more competently in our jobs.  When Training Day falls on the fifth Thursday of a month, my clinic has made it a practice to forgo training.  And after a potluck lunch, we are free to enjoy the afternoon as we please. 

James, my husband as well as a doctor at the clinic, and I have made it a practice to utilize these afternoons for a rendezvous, before we pick up the twins at six from the daycare.  Last Thursday, he finished seeing patients early and skipped out on the potluck to run some errands before our afternoon together.  I left the potluck around one and arrived home to find a gift wrapped box waiting for me in the bedroom. 

When I opened the box, I found black lingerie: a satin corset-type bustier with garters that laced up in the front, sheer thigh-hi stockings, a g-string thong and a pair of stilettos –the kind with the metallic heel, in my size. The note that accompanied my gift read: Action is the plan for the afternoon.  Auditions will be held in the media room.  Dress appropriately.

After donning my threads, I descended the two flights of stairs to the basement and proceeded to James’ media room.  As I approached the door, I could smell the incense burning –Egyptian Musk, and I could hear James favorite CD playing –Slow Jams 1970-1979.  The door was closed and from it hung a very professional looking sign: Closed Set.  Auditions being held for Porn Star Pictures’, James’ Giant Peach.  When I entered the room, I found James sitting in a director’s chair with our last name embroidered in white on the black fabric backrest.  The media room was converted into a mini film studio, complete with lights, camera and director’s sofa –a chaise lounge, that was the focus of the room. 

“Am I late for my audition?”  I inquired, looking at all the work he had put into the room –champagne cooling in a bucket of ice on the bar, a basket of fresh fruit near the lounge chair,

“No, baby –”  He rose from his chair, wearing a pair of black silk boxers and the matching full length robe, and greeted me at the door with a kiss and a glass of Chablis. “As a matter of fact, you are right on time for your audition –why don’t you have a seat on the chaise and we can get started.”  I follow his directions, as he set the lighting and resumed his seat in the chair behind the camera.

“I’ve never done anything like this before.”  I spoke, somewhat apprehensive about what he had in store.

“That’s all right darling –I talk you through everything we’re gonna do.”  He reassured as he turned on the camera.  “The first thing I want you to do is relax –”   I sat back on the chair and raised my legs, extending them the full length of the seat, so that the heels of my shoes hung off of the edge.  “Nice.  The next thing I want you to do is to let down your hair –you’re very beautiful –you should consider wearing your hair down more often.”  He coached, and I complied, running my fingers through the length of hair.

“Before we begin the audition, I would just like to interview you –get a feel for you so to speak –find out your inhibitions or lack thereof.”  I felt myself blush, to see my husband in such a role, but played along. “Now, you said that you have never done anything like this before –tell me, have you ever taken your clothes off in a public setting?  Strip maybe?”

I hesitated momentarily then answered truthfully.  “Once –when I was in college.”

“Go on –” I could discern intrigue in his voice so I continued.

“On a spring break trip my senior year –some friends of mine and I spent the week at Daytona Beach.  One night at the club they had a wet t-shirt contest –I probably had a little more to drink than I should have, but I got up stage anyway and let them soak me with the water –I ended up winning.”  I ended proudly.

“Does drinking lower your inhibitions?”

I smiled coyly, took a swig of my drink and answered, “Yes.”  I finished the drink and lowered glass to the small table he had positioned adjacent to the chaise.  James rose from his chair and walked to the bar.  After lifting out the bottle of champagne from the bucket of ice, he turned around and approached me.  I handed him the empty glass and watched as he refilled it.  I took a sip from the full glass then placed it back on the table.  James returned to his seat and the interview continued.

“Anything else happen after that?”  James coaxed.

“Yes –the guys in the club chanted for me to flash them –and I did.”

“I bet you have nice tits.”  James voice dropped an octave and sounded the way it had when he approached me that same night in the club and introduced himself. “It’s a little warm in here –why don’t you unlace your outfit and show me just how beautiful those breasts are.”  He sat back from the camera to get a better look at me as I untied the bow and slowly pulled out the satin ribbon that had held the corset together.  The shoulder straps slacked, falling over the crest of my arms, and I opened the front of the garment like a pair of double doors welcoming him in for the show.

“Hmmm, they’re beautiful!”  I could see him lick his lips before he moved back behind the camera.  “Why don’t you rub them –” I held them each in a hand and moved them outward then back in until they were pressed up against one another. “And play with the nipples.” He added. Using my index fingers, I spread them taut, and then let them go to resume their natural shape.

“There’s a cooler on the far side of the chaise –” I looked over to see the small Coleman, which had completely escaped my view earlier.  “Inside, you’ll find a can of whipped cream –along with some other things –why don’t you take out the can, and have a little fun with the cream.”

Reaching over to the cooler, I opened it and saw the can of Redi Whip nestled among a pile of ice cubes. Carefully pulling out the dessert topping, I popped the cap and removed the safety seal and shook the can.  I decided to tease James a little, before doing what I knew he wanted to see.  I sprayed the whipped cream onto the tip of my finger and using just the tip of my tongue, licked it off.  I then sprayed out more, but instead of covering just the tip, I spread the cream the length of my finger before inserting it entirely in my mouth.  I pulled it out slowly, without fully removing it, and plunged it into my mouth again. 
        
          Taking the wet finger, I traced a path to my...
 
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Stella Notte


Day 243: Wednesday August 29th 2012
Designer: Clark's Artisan
Name: Hummingbird
Color: Brown
Style: Platform Wedge Slide
Heel: 3 inches (7.62 cm)
Platform: 0.75 inches (1.91 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with flower detail and cork wedge and platform






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Monday, August 27, 2012

Monday's Must Have Shoes: Kork Ease -Bette, Gold

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My fellow Shoe-A-Holics, nothing shows off your beautifully bronzed summer skin than metal -metallic that is!  While I am a lover of all things silver, I can't help but love the the stark contrast between my deeply sun-kissed skin and the bright golden color of my shoes, especially with the sandy beach and calming tide as a backdrop.

 
Playing in the sunshine, many of the pictures were purposely taken in the shadow and light to demonstrate just how beautiful the rich gold color looks!
 




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Stella Notte


Day 242: Monday August 27th 2012
Designer: Kork Ease
Name: Bette
Color: Gold
Style: Platform Wedge Sandals with Ankle Strap
Heel: 4 inches (10.16 cm)
Platform: 1.25 inches (3.18 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with cross straps at vamp, suede wrapped platform and wedge




Beautiful in any color;
 





 

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Sunday Show Stopper Alert! Naughty Monkey -Divine, Teal

Attention, Shoe-A-Holics!
We interrupt your regularly scheduled blog for this Shoe-Stopper of a post!
 
 
 
Somewhere, angels must be singing when one wears these Divine sandals (pardon the pun) by Naughty Monkey! While five-and-a-quarter-inches will notably bring one closer to celestial bodies, it is the leg-lengthening that is sure to stop the show!
 


 
 


 
 

 
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Day 241: Sunday August 26th 2012
Designer: Naughty Monkey
Name: Divine
Color: Teal
Style: Platform Wedge Ankle Strap Sandal
Heel: 5.25 inches (13.36 cm)
Platform: 1.75 inches (4.45 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with criss cross-knotted vamp, jute trim along mid-sole and base
 
 
 
 
 
Beautiful in any color; click here to see thee beauties in Raspberry!

 


Friday, August 24, 2012

Flashback Friday! Timberland -Lexiss, Black

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Well, my fellow Shoe-A-Holics, it finally arrived!  No, not another pair of shoes, although I did find a box waiting for me at the front door when I arrived home last night, but rather the first cool day of the summer.


When the heat wave struck most of the country, it seemed to linger here in my little corner of the US and did so unrelentingly.  The mercury topped out in the high 100's with heat indices into the one-teens...even into the late evening; cooling down to the low 80's only to repeat this vicious cycle again the next day...but not today!


Storms along the coast for these past few days have finally brought the temperature down far enough (it was 70 degrees when I stepped out this late afternoon), that I could slip on a pair of  boots and head out into this cool damp world.


Not quite ready for boot season (we're headed to the beach this weekend), I really need to invest in a pair of rain boots so I'm not caught off guard by the rain, or left feeling somewhat overdressed the next time it does.    I've been holding out for a Vincent Van Gogh Starry Night print rain boot, but with a name like Stella Notte, would you expect anything else?  Wish me luck!


Baci a tutti!

Stella Notte


Friday August 24th, 2012
Designer: Timberland
Name: Lexiss
Color: Black
Style: Riding Boot
Heel: 1.5 inches (3.81cm), Platform: 1/2 inch (1.27 cm), Shaft: 15 inches (38.1 cm)
Material: Leather Upper





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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Mid-Week Matinee: Nine West -Ponti, Black


Ciao a tutti!

It's been a week since your last Midday-Mid-Week-Matinee; from the What's Her Fantasy? archives, a Sixty-Second Sexcapade which is sure to delight! And as always, I hope this gets you through the remainder of the week!

***WARNING***

The following story is not for the faint of heart and is NOT intended for those under the age of 18! Consider yourself forewarned!

 


Honeymoon Surprise

 

The 28th of this month will mark the 5 year anniversary of my marriage to my husband David.  I can remember the day so clearly –as if it were yesterday.  Twenty-four hours before the wedding, I spent the entire day being pampered from head to toe: a manicure and pedicure in the morning, brunch at the hotel and a stress free afternoon at the spa.  I slept like a baby –that was the eye of the storm.  The morning of my wedding, my Matron of Honor and I, along with the flower girls headed to the hair salon for the finishing touches of pampering before the wedding.  I spent the rest of the day making sure people were where they were supposed to be, doing what they were supposed to be doing at the times they were supposed to be doing it. 

After months of planning and many sleepless nights, working out every last detail, the ceremony came –it was beautiful and went off without a hitch.  Friends and family surrounded me from the time I was in the receiving line to the time we sat for dinner at the reception.  I barely finished the meal, when I was in the throngs of well wishers and party guests, each hugging me and wanting their turn to converse.  I saw David for a total of thirty minutes for the whole day, and I wanted nothing more than to start our honeymoon –the suite had already been reserved and was calling for us to enjoy it.

The first moment I had to myself, I looked for my new husband, and I couldn’t find him.  I looked at each table, by the exits, I looked everywhere but one place –behind me.  His hands found their way around my waist, and I faced him.  The evening was getting late, and David wanted us to start being man and wife.  We were soon encircled by friends and family again –taking pictures and offering their congratulations.  By the time midnight approached, I was exhausted.  When David and I finally stole away from the reception and made it to the hotel room, showering was all I could do to stay awake.  I don’t remember how I made it to bed, after our shower.  I just remember climbing into bed naked and succumbing to the night. 

The dream that entered my sleep was erotic.  I was in the most beautiful garden –the trees were lush, the flowers perfectly in bloom and as the sun made it way westward, a gentle breeze tickled the tendrils of hair near my neck before twirling in the luxurious curls that fell midway down my back.  I walked in the direction on the pond with the waterfall to swim in the crystal clear water. 

I walked under the waterfall and leaned my neck back, allowing the gentle shower of water to caress my face and run its streaming fingers through the length of my hair and down my back. Moving to the edge of the reflecting pool, I sat on a large rock letting just my legs enter. The warm rushes of water moved around me, then across me to where they entered me, and I was completely aroused. 
 
I spread my legs in order to deepen the pleasurable sensations that the water was creating in me; it was phenomenal –the water moved in and around wetting me enough to quench the thirst of my lower lips, before exchanging chores with the wind –which blew it breath over my...



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Stella Notte
Day 240: Wednesday August 22nd 2012
Designer: Nine West
Name: Ponti
Color: Black
Style: Platform Wedge Sandal
Heel: 4 inches (10.16 cm), Platform: 0.5 inches (1.27 cm)
Material: Leather upper with cut-out criss-cross strap design and double buckle
Dress: The GAP



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Monday, August 20, 2012

Monday's Must Have Shoes: Carlos by Carlos Santana -Webbed, Rosa

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Shoe-A-Holics!  If you don't have an Ankle-Wrap Sandal, you need to get yourself a pair!  A must have shoe for the summer of 2012 and a silhouette which never goes out of style, both sexy and alluring, they add length to your legs by accentuating the thinness of your ankles. 


This style has always been a favorite of mine, and I think I finally realize why I have had a life long love affair with this type of shoe.  I was five when my older siblings taught me how to tie my shoes; but unlike most, who actually learn to tie their own shoes on their own shoe, my shoes were canvas slips ons or t-straps with buckles (another of my favorite shoes). 


So how did I learn to tie my shoes? With a piece of thread, tied around my calves. And when I finally mastered this elementary task, I was by myself, and sought out my siblings and parents in various places throughout the house with the colorful piece of thread tied around my calves to display my newly acquired knowledge.  Rightly proud, but most likely unknowingly, I wore the thread about my legs the entire day!



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Stella Notte


Day 239: Monday August 20th, 2012
Designer: Carlos by Carlos Santana
Name: Webbed
Color: Rosa
Style: Ankle Wrap Platform Demi-Wedge
Heel: 4.5 inches (11.4 cm), Platform: 1 inch (2.54 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with crochted mesh wrapped wedge and platform


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Sunday, August 19, 2012

Sunday Show Stopper Alert! MIA -Jacqilyn

Attention, Shoe-A-Holics!
We interrupt your regularly scheduled blog for this Shoe-Stopper of a post!


Wearing a heel will get you noticed.  Donning a high heel will get people talking. Strutting in a sky-high wedge will stop people in their tracks, and that's exactly what these Jacqilyn sandals from MIA do every time!






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Stella Notte


Day 238: Sunday August 19th, 2012
Designer: MIA
Name: Jacqilyn
Color: Navy
Style: Platform Wedge with Ankle Strap
Heel: 5.25 inches (13.34 cm)
Platform: 1.75 inches (4.45 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with contrast top-stitching, stacked wedge and platform 

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Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Mid-Week Matinee: Nine West -Namiah

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It's been a week since your last Midday-Mid-Week-Matinee; from the What's Her Fantasy? archives, a Sixty-Second Sexcapade which is sure to delight! And as always, I hope this gets you through the remainder of the week!

***WARNING***

The following story is not for the faint of heart and is NOT intended for those under the age of 18! Consider yourself forewarned!







Nooner



I have always wanted to role play with my husband, Neil.  My fantasy would start off on a Friday morning with making reservations at a swanky upscale hotel downtown –a suite for one the entire weekend.  I courier a package to Neil, who works just blocks away from the hotel; the instructions are for him to meet me outside the hotel at noon for lunch, and not to be late, because the reservation won’t be held past 12.

I arrive 20 minutes before our rendezvous time, and I step out of the cab wearing an outfit that will stop him dead in his tracks –black leather thigh high boots held up by garters under the shortest of leather mini skirts, a black push-up which perks my cleavage and is barely hidden below a cut off tank top, a black leather jacket, green contact lenses and to top it all off, a long brunette wig –Neil has always had a thing for brunettes.

When he arrives, I am pacing up and down along the street and just before the valet makes it to his Mercedes I lean in through the driver’s window, so that he can get a good look down my blouse.  “In the mood for a good time, Baby?”

He glances at me briefly and then speaks, “I’m sorry…I’m meeting my wife for lunch.”

“She won’t mind…maybe she can watch us –”  He gets out of the car and hands off his keys to the valet for his ticket and makes his way into the lobby of the hotel.  I follow him in where he is sitting at the bar in the restaurant, waiting. 

Sneaking up from behind, I cover his eyes with my hands and whisper, “Maybe, if your wife is kinky, she can join us.”   He pulls my hands from his face and turns around on the stool –just before he is about to speak, he realizes that it is me and he smiles –all eyes are on us because we look like a mismatched pair.  I stand between his legs and kiss him.  “Let’s get a room.”

“What about the lunch reservations their holding for us?”

“The reservations are for a suite…and besides I’m not dressed for lunch.” 

Neil kisses me on the lips then reaches into the breast pocket of his suit and pulls out is bill fold. “How much are you going to cost me for the hour?”

“That all depends on what you want to do to me –and what you what me to do to you.”  Neil counts out five-hundred dollars and hands it to me. “Will this cover it?”

“For starters.”  I put the money in my bra then grab onto his tie like a leash leading him out of the bar.  I let go and he takes the lead, checking in at the reception desk.  The woman behind the counter looks me over and reminds him that the suite is only for one.  As Neil takes his pass key, I reassure her, “Don’t worry about me, I’m only staying for an hour.”

We make out on the ride up in the elevator, and as we exit on our floor, looks and sneers are made by on coming riders.  Neil opens the room door and I enter, with him close behind. “I want you on the sofa.”  I walk over and sit.  “Panties off.”

“I’m not wearing any…want do you want me to do next?”

"Spread you legs and..."


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Baci a tutti!

Stella Notte


Day 237: Wednesday August 15th, 2012
Designer: Nine West
Name: Namiah
Color: Brown
Style: Platform Wedge Sandal
Heel: 4.5 inches (11.43 cm), Platform: 1.5 inches (3.81 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with contrast stitching and jute mid-sole. Cork platform and wedge





Here's a collage from the pictures taken at today's photoshoot...enjoy!

Monday, August 13, 2012

Monday's Must Have Shoes: MIA -Rascal 1, Dark Brown

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My fellow Shoe-A-Holics, another of my Monday Must Haves, especially as the summer is drawing to a close and cooler temperatures are on the horizon -these Biker boots! .


Now admittedly, when the summer of 2012 began, the jury was still out on boots in the summer; my Italian side stands steadfast to the belief that there are only two real seasons: Bikini and Boot! But one can totally pull of this contradictory piece of footwear provided the boots are low.


What do you think?

Baci a tutti!

Stella Notte

Day 236: Monday August 13th, 2012
Designer: MIA
Name: Rascal or Rascal 1
Color: Dark Brown
Style: Ankle Motorcycle Boot
Heel: 1.25 inches (3.18 cm)
Shaft: 7.5 inches (19.05 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with Cross-Strap and Buckle
 
Beautiful in any color; click here to see these beauties in Tan!