Sorry for Turtle.pdf
It was a warm summer evening and Janine, a single mother, was looking forward to a relaxing evening at home after a long day at work. She kicked off her heels in the entryway and padded into the kitchen wearing only the high strappy sandals, wanting to feel a bit sexy and flirtatious, even if it was just for herself.
As she opened the fridge to grab a cold drink, she didn't notice her teenage son Robbie hiding behind the counter with his phone. Robbie was very aroused seeing his mom's slender legs and red painted toes in those sultry mules. He quickly turned on his camera and began zooming in, taking lewd video footage as he stroked his hardening cock through his shorts.
Janine, still oblivious, carried her drink out the back door to sit on the patio. However, she didn't see the tiny pet turtle in her path. "Oh!" she cried out in shock as her high heel came down squarely on the little creature's shell with a sickening crunch.
"Mom! What are you doing?!" Robbie rushed out, seeing the mess. "You just killed Mr. Shelly!"
"I'm so sorry honey, I didn't see him there!" Janine looked stricken with guilt, her sexy mules suddenly seeming out of place. "I feel awful!"
Robbie glared at her, his face flushed with anger...and lingering arousal. "How could you be so careLESS?! You just wanted to prance around in those dumb shoes, didn't you?"
Janine's eyes widened. "Yes, I was just trying to feel a little pretty and flirty after work. I didn't mean to hurt Mr. Shelly. Accidents happen!"
"Well thanks to you, he's DEAD now!" Robbie yelled, kicking over a pot. Janine winced at his biting words, feeling tears prick her eyes.
"I said I'm sorry! What else do you want me to say?!" she snapped back, her voice rising. Robbie took a menacing step towards her and she shrank back, suddenly very aware of how exposed she felt in just the skimpy sandals.
"You'd better watch your step in those whore heels," Robbie hisses, his eyes roving over her legs. "Or maybe I should make YOU pay for killing my pet..."
Janine's mouth dropped open at his shocking threat, her heart racing. But before she could respond, he stormed off, leaving her shaken, her sexy high heel sandals now feeling more like a liability than a indulgence.