Okay, this is bizarre. I was in an all-day meeting with a bunch of clients, and there was this woman sitting across the conference room. She was brunette, stacked, and appeared to be in her late 30s. As the meeting unfolded, it turned out she was extremely intelligent. Every time she spoke, she added a valuable insight that others didn't have. Looks and intelligence are one thing...but she also had a slightly severe look. She was dressed in charcoal, very hot, strappy open-toed shoes with sexy nail polish, and although she seemed nice enough, she had resting bitch face. Even worse, I - who have ALMOST NEVER had ANY INKLING toward foot worship, couldn't help but see her sexy feet and toes, because she was right across from me. I'm not sure why in the hell I found her feet sexy, but I really could NOT afford to be rude and look twice to figure out why. I'll admit that any time I had to scan past her, I took a super-fleeting glance down, trying to tell if her feet were really that sexy. Of course, I never allowed my eyes to rest, so I never got a direct look again. From basically 3 PM until 5, my focus was on trying to NOT check her out, but also trying to not actively ignore her either, because that would be rude. Fuuuck...

One time, though, I couldn't resist sneaking a glance, and she happened to look up at me. OMG. She seemed like she had a slight notion, and looked away...not quite uncomfortably in a bashful way, but almost matter-of-factly, like "oh, great another one". I was immediately embarrassed, and pissed at myself.

So I looked away and did something even more rude, by pulling out my phone and checking my email, facebook, almost anything to occupy my mind and make myself look away. The meeting was getting really boring, so my mind was definitely wandering, and thinking what she would be like as a domme. The other people's voices frankly morphed into a drone.

I looked up one more time, and almost jumped, as I saw her looking RIGHT at me. We locked eyes for just a second, and I immediately looked down. Slightly self-conscious, I casually glanced up to see if anyone else was looking at me, and thank God they weren't. Then, she interrupted the speaker -

"Excuse me." Everyone stopped, and turned to her. It was extremely awkward.

"Let's get something out of the way," she said in no specific direction. There was a pregnant pause, and then she directed her attention to me.

"You." I reared back. "Come here." I looked left and right, trying to understand what this was. The room was dead silent, and I was frozen, completely mortified and trying to think my way out of this. Worse, everyone was looking at me - not her - as if I were the one causing this disruption.

"NOW." she interjected, completely breaking my attempt to gather myself. I got up out of my seat.

"I saw you looking at me. Now you're going to crawl. Crawl over here like a dog, and kiss my feet." Everyone looked at me silently, irritated, waiting for this to be over. I realized that SHE would not back down, and the only way out of this was to comply. I adjusted my slacks, got onto the conference room floor, and began to crawl.

Once I finished crawling for what felt like 10 minutes, she issued her next command. "Go ahead. Kiss them. Then maybe you'll be able to concentrate and we can finish this meeting. There. Like that..." I obeyed, afraid of any more consequences or embarrassment.

"Now, crawl back to your seat like the dog you are." I winced, sighed, and hung my head, in complete humiliation. As ordered, I turned and made the long trek back, on my hands and knees, back across the open center of our U-shaped table setup, and climbed back into my seat.

"NOW we can continue this meeting..." She locked eyes with me one last time. "And I'll finish dealing with YOU after this meeting is over."

We continued the meeting, almost as if nobody were dwelling on what had just happened. They didn't stare, nor did they totally avert their eyes from me. Of course, I had nothing else to say the whole afternoon, partially due to embarrassment, and partially because I couldn't stop hearing her words echoing through my head...and I couldn't help wondering and fearing what was going to happen once she got me outside of the room at 5:00.

[BTW, everything in the first paragraph 100% happened today, and I also DID pull out my phone to try to occupy my pathetically perplexed and perverted mind. Then, I daydreamed all of the rest of the details...

I was so happy when this meeting was over, I left and did not give even one glance back. I didn't want to stand anywhere near this woman, especially not in the elevator, lest I fucking THINK too loud. Sad!]