
guest post by high heels
The first time I read Hot & Bothered, it was a post by sex kitten called "After School Special". It totally made me giggle like the innocent vixen she portrayed. That's cool in my books.
In my boudoir, the alter-ego of choice isn't a Catholic school girl uniform though I'm sure that it would most certainly produce wood. My little secret life falls into the more smutty realm of things. My man loves high heeled boots and the woman who wears them.
My man's favourite treat are black, shiny, high heeled, pointy toed, over the knee dominatrix eat-your-heart out boots. And that's about all he wants to see me in when we've got the rare moment that allows for more than a quickie. Since the parenting gig happened, the boots are a bit more dusty than pre-offspring but when sported, still bring on the same primal response.
Now these boots would never find the light of day in my regular wardrobe routine. I also must admit that all high heels make me feel damn sexy, a bit more than slutty, and in fact bring out my inner whore. The good kinda whore - know what I mean? Screw equality, I want to RULE when in bed.
When I do get the chance to slid them on, I may start with a sweet negligee or ensemble to match but it never stays on long - unlike the boots and his boner. The boots are key and they make him my love slave. It's actually the best time to ask for the completion of household chores, big ticket items, or a week of bedtime duty.
Also they provide great traction on the bed post and it really adds to the thrust of things. Since the days of putting my legs behind my head are - well for lack of better words - behind me, holding onto the heels really helps in the more bendy positions. Wow, both sexy AND practical in the art of lovemaking - does it get any better?
So what about you? Please tell me I'm not alone when saying these boots are made for fucking (because that's just what they'll do).













Mr. Kitten loves high heels, too, though not in quite the same format. I have a few pairs of shoes that are far less than practical and pretty much never see the light of outdoors, but paired with something else slinky, always do the trick inside.
(Glad you liked the schoolgirl post!)
Posted by: sex kitten | April 15, 2008 at 04:45 PM
Uhhhh, imagine a pair of of DarthVadar black ostrick cowboy boots (Naconas) that don't belong to you, your sister-in-law *loaned* them to you for your first ever rodeo. 'Kay? Now, imagine as a long-legged college freshman you suddenly decide to slip those boots on just after you step out of a hot-steamy, rosewood-and-vanilla bath, all pink and flushed and steamy? You are walking around your boyfriend's apartment, wearing only the black black boots and very very soft and baby-pink towel. Boyfriend is quietly sitting on the stairs and somehow you don't see him. He sees you as you delicately put on booted-foot upon the fireplace's stone hearth to better view yourself in the mirror on the wall.
Then, the boyfriend comes quickly and fiercly down those carpeted stairs and says in a sexy-honey-smoke voice,"Darlin', walk across the floor for me?"
*blush* As they used to say, (In old Nacona ads, Let's Rodeo! And I'm not even a cowgirl.
Posted by: Jae | April 16, 2008 at 03:29 PM
not for me, i'm afraid - it's just not sexy to fall on your face or break an ankle when trying to seduce. are pumas hot?
Posted by: kgirl | April 16, 2008 at 03:30 PM
Yow!
Posted by: The Crossbowman | April 17, 2008 at 06:01 AM
Oh, yeah--love me some boots. Don't need to be over-the-knee--actually, don't even need to be boots. Plain ol' high-heels will light my fire. I think it was Cheryl Tiegs who was asked about the "usefulness" of such shoes, that she could hardly walk in them. She replied that she owned a lot of shoes that only accrued mileage on the way to the bed. Who am I to disagree???
Sorry, kgirl, for THIS guy, Pumas don't make it happen.
And, "High Heels", thanks SO MUCH for bumping "Neon Noodle Guy" off the top.
Posted by: Bill | April 17, 2008 at 11:18 AM