He watched her with admiration as she strutted across the room in her black high heels. The way her feet moved in the shoes, the way her toes curled around the heel, it was mesmerizing. He couldn’t help but be drawn to her, and he realized that he had a heel fetish. He wanted to feel the leather of her heels against his skin, to worship her feet and make them feel special. He wanted to explore the curves of her ankles and the arch of her foot as it pressed against the heel of the shoe. He wanted to experience the power of her heels and the pleasure they could bring.