Posted by Michelle on April 20, 1998 at 18:42:33:

Melissa was now beyond aggravation. Melissa once again ground her luscious high heeled feet into the clutch and brake pedals and then cranked the car. The car started with Melissa practically standing on the gas pedal. "You son of a bitch! Why won't you stay running!" she yelled in a near hysterical tone of voice. Melissa kept her ferocious pounding of the gas pedal going. Tim's jaw was now almost in his lap. He had never seen anything in his life. The sight of this beauty taking out her aggressions on this poor little car was intoxicating to say the least. Convinced it was now running better(she was convinced the last time also), Melissa shifted into gear and let the clutch out. The car jerked a bit while she alternately working her feet on the pedals. She shifted into second and continued on down the street. A slight smile broke on her face. She felt she finally had things going her way.

A steep hill approached and Melissa downshifted and proceeded up the hill. The hill was very steep. Melissa had her gorgeous heeled toes mashed down on the pedal, the engine groaning all the way up. The light at the top of the hill turned red. melissa quickly hit the brakes to slow to a stop. To her dismay, the engine started to die out again. "Damn this thing!" she said. Determined to keep the car running, Melissa pivoted her right foot on the brake pedal and proceeded to work the gas with her heel. This was an exercise in frustration in those incredibly high 4" heels. "Darn shoes! It is so difficult to work these pedals in them." Melissa said. A slight tear ran down Melissa's soft cheek. "I wanted so much to have a beautiful evening. I have ruined it." Melissa sobbed. "Don't cry Melissa. You are doing your best. It is a cold night. These carburated cars just have a rough time in weather like this."Tim commented, trying to console her. Melissa continued her clumsy efforts on the VW's pedals. Tim then had an idea. "You know Michelle. You might have an easier time if you remove those heels and drive in your barefeet." Tim said in a spirited voice. "I don't know Tim. I have never driven barefoot before. My feet might slip on the pedals besides." Melissa replied. "Give it a try Melissa. It can't be harder than with those heels you have on." Tim said, still trying to convince her. "Well, okay. I will try." melissa replied reluctantly. Melissa set the parking brake and shifted into neutral. Tim then watched as Melissa reached down to her ankles and loosen the ankle straps on her shoes. Once done, she lifted her feet slightly and shook her feet out of her shoes. With her feet now free, she slid her heels over to the left of the floorboard with her now stockinged left foot. Melissa then eased in the clutch pedal and gave the car some light pumps of the gas. Melissa was now feeling a totally different sensation. The machined aluminum pedals were very cold beneath her soft, nylon encased feet. She was enjoying her new found sensations. "Oh god, why have I not thought of this before" she said in a low voice. Tim heard her though. He was getting much enjoyment of watching Melissa play with the pedals in her now shoeless feet. Melissa then stepped on the brake again with her cute toes and worked the gas pedal with the heel of that same foot. "Wow, this is so much easier now!" Melissa commented, that cute smile now reappearing on her face. The long light finally turned green and Melissa hammered the gas pedal with her stocking toes while quickly letting the clutch out. The engine groaned again as it proceeded forward on the steep hill. The VW got to the top of the hill then proceeded back down. Tim watched as Melissa kept her left foot poised over the clutch while working the brake with her big toe. Once down the hill, a quick left turn on Van Nuys approached. Melissa made the turn and another steep hill approached. "Watch me get up this sucker!" Melissa said in a renewed confidence. She quickly downshifted and then buried those luscious stocking toes on to the shiny aluminum gas pedal. melissa had the pedal buried so far that her soft heel was inches of the floor. She was giving it all she had. What a woman! Tim was now almost unconcious. She loved how Melissa handled her little car. He watched as she slid her stocking toes up and down the slick gas pedal. "Jesus! It feels like this car has so much more power now. I never thought that driving in barefeet could be so exhilirating!" Melissa said. "You are doing great Melissa. I knew you could do it." Tim replied. He then leaned over and put a soft passionate kiss on Melissa's right cheek. Melissa responded by sliding her soft slick foot up and down the gas pedal, revving the engine as they drove. Yet another hill approached. It seemed like Melissa was trying to fine all the hills in town to drive up. Tim did not mine one bit. As the hill approached, Melissa licked her lips then proceeded to jam the gas pedal to the floor with only her big stocking toes. Tim almost died. How he wanted those toes in his hands to massage. Melissa had her back arched forward in the seat, her shapely right calf tighening as she kep the pedal floored. Tim noticed Melissa's stocking tops appearing through the alluring slit in the side of her dress. Tim slid his strong hand over her thigh and up to her revealed stocking top. Melissa's already strained leg tightened up even more. The feeling of his hand sliding along her silky stockings send chills up her spine. What a wonderful experience. Tim then took a quick glance at his watch. The opera had started about 20 minutes ago. "Gee Melissa. We had so much fun driving around that we missed the start of the opera."Tim commented. "Heck with the opera. This is much more fun!" Melissa replied. Tim agreed. "Would you like to go to my condo?" Tim asked eagerly. "Absolutely! My feet sure could use a nice massage. What do you think?" Melissa looked seductively towards Tim. He could not say anything. She had him where she wanted, She then rubbed her soft silky feet together and then slammed the gas pedal to the floor. She could not get to Tim's place fast enough. The night was still young and her sore feet needed the attention only a man could give them. It was a night she would never forget.

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