Crushin' Christmas
27-Dec-98 02:49:44

My friend, Jerry, has a beautiful wife who is a real estate agent. Her name is Cindy and she's simply gorgeous--a 5'10" tall blonde with long, shapely, muscular legs; a nicely rounded ass; and very noticeable cleavage between her breasts when she's wearing a lowcut top. But what grabs most of my attention is her sensuous footwear. Cindy normally wears heels, usually the sandal styles with various heel heights and almost always in spike heel widths.

Jerry, Cindy and their three teenaged daughters are really all-american family types. Mom is involved in community work, active in her church's charities; the girls are all high-school honor students, and Jerry is a regular at the golf course and is known as a real practical joker to his friends and work partners.

I've gone with Jerry and Cindy a few times to look at new properties they are interested in, and Cindy usually is wearing a pair of spike heels. Sometimes she will walk on wood flooring, linoleum or other surfaces that cannot take the pressure under the tips of her spike heels and there will always be a deep dent or hole pressed in under Cindy's weight.

They invited me for Christmas dinner this year and I was pleasantly surprised and shocked at the same time. We had finished a sumptuous dinner and dessert, and were stuffed! In fact, Cindy mentioned that she plans on starting a diet as a New Year's resolution. As she walked out to the kitchen, Jerry poked me in the ribs and whispered that since the Thanksgiving holidays Cindy has gained weight--is now 193 pounds. I told him that it didn't show--probably due to her tall, "big girl" build.

As Cindy began to work at the sink, I thought about how sexy she looked in her short, red skirt, the hem crossing high on her solid, strong thighs. She was standing on a pair of Candies with four-inch heels that had heel caps with probably a one-inch diameter. I began to feel envious that Jerry should have such a sexy wife. They had gotten married right after high school graduation and had just celebrated their 25th anniversary this past summer.

All of a sudden their oldest daughter, Emily, came in with three hamsters.

"Okay, Mom, here they are!" Emily said.

"Tape 'um down, Babe," Cindy replied.

Their daughter quicky did as her mother requested, fastening the creatures to the tile floor, and then stood a short distance away.

"Hi, Jerry....Oh, and Bill," Cindy said, looking our way. Then, turning her back to the three hamsters, she stepped back, coming down firmly on the first critter's head with the sole of her right shoe--"CRUNCH!"

Jerry stood up and Cindy walked towards him, stepping on the other two hamsters--"CRUNCH!" "CRUNCH!"--as she approached. They were flattened into MUSH!

Jerry and Cindy gave each other a passionate kiss, and Jerry turned to me and said, "Hope you don't mind, but I know you like crushing also, and we wanted to give you a little Christmas gift. You already know it's our turn-on too."