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Authors name: Messiah of Catchers
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Story title : Janitorial Engineer - 1
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Janitorial Engineer - 1 (MF, foot-fetish, celeb)
by Messiah of Catchers (messiahofcatchers1@yahoo.com)
***
Our hero gets to worship at the temple of Shannon
Elizabeth...
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Starring Shannon Elizabeth
The following is fiction written by me as an alternative
to a recent story featured at CSSA, not as an alternative
plotline to said story but as a complete polar opposite
as pertains to content. Any statements made here are not
asserted as true and this is not an attempt to define
Shannon Elizabeth's sexuality. Everything written here
came only from my dirty little mind as a way to deal with
my issues in relation to the story in question.
You may feedback at the above address. Thanks ahead of
time.
I would also like to thank my beta who helped me with
spelling and grammar, and also tie up some odd plot
points. He knows who he is.
Janitorial Engineer Part 1
Janitorial Engineer. I laughed to myself. Adding the word
engineer to my job made it sound so glamorous. Hell, I
swept the floor, mopped it, emptied the trash and maybe
did a little spit polishing here and there. I liked it,
though, the late shift was fun, I did my shit and the
rest of the night was mine.
Heck, I made more than most real engineers, ahh, the
perks of seniority. I chuckled to myself, thoroughly
enjoying my own weird sense of humor. The best part of it
was I worked for a movie studio, Universal Studios to be
exact.
I had enjoyed watching movies like "The Fast and the
Furious, "Being John Malkovich," and "Bring It On," being
filmed. I loved movies, they were the reason I took the
job, even though it wasn't that glamorous.
Surprisingly I had seen and met a lot of actors and
actresses, even though I worked the night shift. My
autograph book was pretty thick. As I sat thinking about
all the great movies I had seen made, my mind stopped at
"American Pie". Well, more like ground to a halt, that
was when I had first seen her.
Shannon Elizabeth, the name echoed through my mind,
causing a ripple effect. I felt warmth flooding through
my body and finally focusing in my groin area as the
pleasant memories washed over me. I had been smitten
almost immediately - I mean we're talking a beautiful,
exotic female representing the cream of the crop of the
human species here.
She was a tall drink o' water, almost six feet by my
arithmetic; boy, did I love long legs and hers were
flawless. She had long brown hair, beautiful brown eyes
that seemed to observe everything going on around her,
although she managed to look completely oblivious to the
ruckus surrounding her.
My immediate supervisor was kind enough to introduce me
to some of the young stars of "American Pie". I went down
the line introducing myself. I smiled and nodded to Mena
Suvari, politely asking for her autograph, which she
happily provided. Next, I shook hands with Jason Biggs,
exchanging pleasantries at the same time, before
requesting his autograph to add to the American Pie page
in my collection.
Jason seemed a little too eager to comply, as if he
didn't really receive a lot of requests for his John
Hancock. Well he was an up and coming actor, I was sure
that would change. Jason was barely finished signing when
the book was snatched from his hand by none other than
Sean William Scott, who proceeded to use a whole page
signing his name.
"Just figured I'd get a head start on ya there, Chief,"
Sean said.
"Thanks.... I think," I replied.
We all had a good laugh over that one. Finally I made it
to... Her. Shannon. She was even more beautiful up close,
flawless skin, amazing breasts, all this to match her
flawless legs and long beautiful brown locks. As my gaze
wandered down her body my eyes settled upon her
beautifully pedicured toes. Perfect toes with little
daisies painted on her toenails. I was awestruck; I must
have looked like a drooling idiot.
"Hello," Shannon said, waving a hand in front of my face.
"Uh.... Uh," I said keeping up the idiot persona.
I was broken out of my trance by a hand slapping me on
the back as Sean congratulated me on my scintillating
conversation skills. I blushed to my roots and apologized
to Shannon, but she didn't seem too disappointed, she
seemed thrilled that I was rendered speechless by her
presence.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"Don't worry about it," Shannon said, as she slipped my
autograph book from my suddenly nerveless grasp. She
opened it to a fresh page as I was distracted by a
screech from Mena, caused by some tomfoolery that Sean
and Jason were perpetrating. I turned back to Shannon. As
she pressed the book into my hand and smiled, my knees
suddenly turned to water.
"Read it later," Shannon mouthed silently.
I just nodded slowly, perfecting my drooling idiot
persona. I said goodbye and thanked everyone for their
time and also for being so gracious. As they walked away
I got the chance to see Shannon's tight little bottom and
boy, do I mean tight, you could bounce a quarter off that
ass. Okay, if she looks back it means she's interested.
C'mon, C'mon, Lady Luck give me something to work with
here.
Just as Shannon walked through the door to the set I saw
it, just the profile of her beautiful face and the corner
of her lip curling into a smile as we made momentary eye
contact. Yes, I mentally high-fived myself and you
couldn't have gotten the grin off my face with a hammer
and chisel.
I thanked my boss for the favor. He just clapped me on
the back and said, "You owe me one buddy," chuckling as
he walked away. As soon as I was alone I cracked open my
book and immediately turned to Shannon's page. I almost
dropped it as I read what she had wrote, "I saw you
looking at my toes. Do you think they're pretty? Love,
Shannon."
I was thunderstruck. I was usually more careful about
advertising my fetish, but I guess my drooling idiot
persona didn't hide it very well. I was totally
overwhelmed, and sat down heavily on the nearest
available flat surface.
"What should I do?" I asked myself.
I needed time to think, so I continued my duties, nothing
like mindless labor for that. As I worked the experience
started to fade into unreality...
***
A week later...
I had been extremely busy with my duties as filming on
"American Pie" continued at a hectic pace. I hadn't seen
Shannon since our little meet and greet session, and with
the filming proceeding at such a fast pace I hadn't had
time to search her out. I very much wanted to answer her
question and show her how pretty I thought her toes were.
I had come in early today to get a little OT - there was
this sweet set of speakers that I wanted. This proved to
be my lucky day. I received a call on my walkie:
apparently one of the actors had a maintenance emergency
in their trailer. I gathered my things and made my way to
the performers' trailers, my imagination running wild
over what I might have to deal with. Let's see. Trailer
#9, hmm, trailer #9, ahh, there it was. I raised my hand
to knock on the door and it flew open before I could
touch it.
Shannon stood there in only a button down shirt, which
was definitely not buttoned all the way down, utilizing
only the top button. I could see her beautiful shaved
pussy peeking out from under her shirt.
Man, my act was getting good, another great performance
from the drooling idiot. Shannon grabbed me by the wrist
and physically dragged me into her trailer.
"C'mon in," she said with an impish smile.
"So do you really have an emergency?" I asked.
"Well... I kind of... lied. I knew you were working and I
knew you were the one they would call," Shannon replied.
"Oh, O.K.," I said feeling my breathing quicken.
"Did you read my note?" she questioned me as she ran a
manicured finger down my jaw line.
"Y-Y-Yes," I replied.
"And?" she pressed further, a hand on my chest. I felt my
nipples harden as she touched me.
I dropped to my knees.
"They're perfect," I said matter of factly.
"Then worship them," she whispered.
I gently seated her on the couch, staying on my knees as
I cradled her left foot in my hands like it was a
delicate porcelain figurine. I started massaging the arch
of her perfect foot with strong but gentle squeezes and
strokes. Shannon moaned wordlessly as she sank back onto
the plush couch, her shirt slipping open to reveal her
breasts in all their glory. Her nipples were erect; sweat
dotted her upper lip as her breathing increased fivefold.
I could smell her arousal permeating the air, she smelled
sweet like spiced apples and... and woman. It was
intoxicating; I could feel myself growing euphoric.
Worshipping a beautiful woman's body brought out the best
in me. I continued my massage of her soles and arches,
hitting all the correct pressure points.
"Oh my God," Shannon exclaimed as I worked my thumbs into
the baby soft flesh of her soles, massaging away the
tension in her body.
"You're going to make me cum," Shannon whispered through
clenched teeth as she squeezed both fists between her
thighs and came loudly, her beautiful body gone taut, her
eyes rolling back to white, her breath rasping in and
out, in and out. Finally she drifted back to earth,
coming down from the height of her orgasm, but I wanted
to keep the train going.
I slipped her big toe into my mouth and sucked with a
gentle pressure as my tongue swirled around her sweet
toe. Shannon breathed in sharply as she felt the pressure
increase, my tongue squeezing into the space between her
toes. She tasted sweet like strawberries with a hint of
salty girl sweat and a touch of pungent leather. I was in
heaven as I nursed on her toes.
I had been hard since the beginning of this whole affair
but I didn't care - I only wanted to worship Shannon, I
wanted to lick her entire body. Her legs, her neck, her
underarms, her beautiful shaved pussy, her sweet ass
cheeks and her tight little butt hole, everything, every
square inch of her fevered flesh. I wanted to swallow her
salty sweat, it was the only satisfaction I needed, the
only sustenance I craved.
I could tell Shannon was working her way up the incline
towards another orgasm, so I moved toward the rest of her
toes, licking between each one, slobbering over them and
then sucking them clean. I moved on to her soles: they
were a little dirty from walking in bare feet but I
didn't care. As I slathered them with saliva from the
heel to the ball I heard another sharp breath from
Shannon. I looked into Shannon's eyes, she had that same
impish smile decorating her face as she slowly started to
giggle and writhe spasmodically.
"That tickles," she screeched as I continued lathering
her soles with saliva. She made a valiant attempt to
escape my tongue but couldn't get away from my strong but
gentle grip. I only tortured her for a few more moments
before moving on to her right foot. I could see Shannon
was almost to the peak of her second orgasm so I stuffed
all of her toes into my mouth at one time and applied
gentle pressure, while swirling my tongue frantically
between and around all of her tasty toes.
Shannon bolted upright as she felt my mouth engulf most
of her foot, that was all she needed to push her over the
edge as she screamed out her pleasure her juices, soaking
the couch as she pulled herself into a fetal position to
ride out the powerful waves of her orgasm. I kept up the
gentle sucking pressure on her toes as I watched
Shannon's orgasm crest and slowly withdraw. Her sweat
soaked body trembled periodically with aftershocks of
pleasure as her breathing slowly returned to normal and
her eyes opened to meet mine. She smiled, obviously
exhausted, as I released her toes from my mouth.
"Wow, I never thought that I could cum just from having
someone suck my toes. You were amazing," Shannon
whispered.
"Thank you," I said blushing a little.
I stood, embarrassed.
She must have thought I was going to leave because she
said, "No, wait don't leave".
"Don't worry, I'm not leaving," I quickly replied
"Good," she said. She raised her hand, reaching up to
stroke the front of my uniform pants.
"Please don't," I said.
"But I want to please you too," Shannon said, looking
hurt.
"Worshiping you gave me all the pleasure I could ever
need," I breathed into her ear as I kissed her lobes and
worked my way down to her neck. She leaned into my lips
and said, "O.K. but I will - all you have to do is say
the word"
"I know you would - that's what makes it so special," I
said. "Just stay here and recover. O.K.?"
"O.K.," she said stifling a yawn. I knew she was
exhausted: the grueling film schedule and two powerful
orgasms had drained whatever reserves her beautiful young
body had.
"I'll be right back," I promised.
"Mmkay," Shannon said stifling another yawn.
I made my way to the bathroom. Digging around, I found a
small tub that I filled with warm water. I took the tub
along with a clean washcloth and a fluffy towel and
rejoined Shannon. She looked to be dozing, but woke as I
sat down on the edge of the couch. I wet the washcloth
and wrung it out. I gently swabbed her face clean of
sweat and worked my way down the rest of her body. Her
nipples hardened as I passed her breasts. I couldn't
believe how taut her beautiful body was. Just touching it
made me hard again, I smiled, pleasure racing through my
body. As I reached Shannon's feet she spoke. "Please
don't leave me tonight. Stay with me?"
"I'm not going anywhere," I promised. "Just relax,
Sleep."
She closed her eyes, comforted by the thought that I
wouldn't leave, and I saw her breathing slow and her body
relaxed even further and she slept. I wiped her feet
gently, washing away my saliva. Shannon mewled gently in
her sleep as I cleaned her soles. I smiled and gently
patted her dry with the towel completing the cleanup,
letting her rest.
I put away all the cleaning items and then settled myself
at the foot of the couch to sleep. I reached my hand up
to gently stroke Shannon's flat stomach, glorying in the
warmth of her. As I slowly stroked her belly I drifted
into sleep, well satisfied without having reached the
plateau myself, Shannon's pleasure had fed mine and that
was all I needed.
Lucky day indeed.
I slept.
TBC
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