At the Smelly Nylon Feet of an Arrogant Business Woman!

I am home for lunch and annoyed--it's 90 degrees out and I have to keep texting subordinates even though I'm on my break. I tell dumbass that my feet are hot, sweaty, and aching...make them NOT be that way. he crawls over and starts licking the bottom of my shoes. Uh, how's that helping? Take them off you idiot! And start rubbing my sweaty nylon soles with your face! I swear he's such a moron. WORSHIP my hot feet and take care of them while I send important texts (it's pretty bad that I can smell my own feet). loser does a decent job of face-foot massaging (everyone should have a skill, right?) so I grant him permission to kiss my feet while telling him what a low life he is (and mocking men in general). Every huge powered, hot business woman should have a little bitch at her feet to cool them off, kiss them and massage so they don't ache. Alright loser, I have to get back to work!--put my heels on my boss feet...and go ahead and lick the bottoms clean for me now.