Size of his Shoes: grumpy boss, #1

By Sarwah Creed

 The bigger his shoes, the bigger his c***

That's how the theory goes, but who knows if it's true?

Enter the biggest pair of shoes I've ever seen on a man. Gail's boss is having some kind of party and wants a singer. Gail, the girl that loves to hear me sing, told him I had the voice of an angel, and he agrees to let me audition. The problem is, all I can focus on are the size of his shoes. Big shoes, big...well, you know. It plays over and over in my head, and as I focus on those feet, I wonder. Is it true?
I don't know what's going to happen next, all I know is, I really want to find out if the saying is true or not.
And from that knowing grin, and the promise in it, I know I might just get the chance.
Author's Note:
Previously, this was called Mr. Imperfect. It's steamy with enough sexiness for you to enjoy this novella. It is standalone, and there's no cheating!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sarwah Creed
• Release date: Jan 30, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393064978

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Size of his shoes

Size of his Shoes

grumpy boss, Volume 1

Sarwah Creed

Published by Sarwah Creed, 2021.

Also by Sarwah Creed

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Meine Weihnachtsquarantäne

Chef der Begierde

Bad Apples

Love To Hate You

Hate To Love You

Dark Underworld

Beast

Demon

Freunde mit gewissen Vorzügen

Die Teufel und Engel

Schmutzige Spielchen

Sext Me

Game Changers

The Handoff

The Game Plan

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A Boss with Benefits

My Thirty Day Quarantine

An Ex with Benefits

Blind Date

A Boss withOUT Benefits

Kings of Hawk Academy

Bad Intentions

Cruel Intentions

Moon Crescent Casino

Rejected Mate

Romancing The Heroes

Nanny for the SEALs

Nanny For The SEALs

Wife to the SEALs

SEALMates

Sexy SEALs

Sext Me Crazy

Filthy #TeXXXt

Hot #TeXXXt

SMS mit Happy End-Serie

Drei Männer für Celia

Der Liebes-Hacker

Sieben Männer für Tessa

Vier Männer für Nikki

Drei Männer für Bianca

Drei Männer für Hazel

Drei Männer für Jenny

Drei Männer für Kiara

Drei Männer für Maite

The FlirtChat Series

Daily Sext

Triple Sext

Quadruple Sext

Naughty Sext

Winter Wonderlands

Santa's Dirty Bikers

One Night Stand: An Age Gap Romance

Standalone

One Night Stand

Triplice Seduzione

Claimed By Wolves

Dertig dagen in quarantaine: Een Reverse Harem Kerstverhaal

Heiße Überstunden

Triple #Sexto

Bossy Daddy

Échanges Indécents

Retrouvailles avec mon ex: Une comédie romantique

Verdorbene Liebe

Kings of Hawk Academy

Séduction Militaire

Sexto Coquin

Un Patron Indécent

Casi Malas Intenciones

Valentine Dare

Quarterback's Baby

Plus qu'un patron

Claimed By Fate

Size of his shoes

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Contents

Foreword

About Sarwah Creed

1. Kent

2. Emma

Present Day…

3. Emma

4. Kent

5. Emma

6. Kent

7. Emma

8. Emma

9. Kent

10. Emma

11. Kent

12. Emma

13. Emma

14. Kent

15. Emma

16. Emma

17. Kent

18. Emma

19. Kent

20. Kent

21. Emma

22. Kent

23. Kent

24. Emma

Emma

Epilogue

About Sarwah Creed

Afterword

About Wife to the SEALs

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1

Kent

Four years before the real action in the book begins…

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Fuck!

Another night of feeling insignificant. I’d replaced the glasses with contacts, had my braces removed, and even replaced the nerdy clothes with the standard American young adult uniform to fit in at the university. That was over two years ago, and it really felt like a complete waste of time. It didn’t matter what I did, I was treated like the nerd back then and even more so now.

How the hell do you do it, man? I mean, you have girls drooling at your feet. Me? They don’t even look at me twice.

I slumped down on my bed, thinking about going to another party with Jeff, my roommate who’s slowly but surely turning into one of my best friends. Rather my only friend. No one looks at me on campus unless he’s by my side and if not, the only thing they ask is, Hey man. Where’s Jeff at?

Don’t be so fucking hard on yourself, he gave me a reassuring tap on the shoulder. The guy had everything going for him, from his Italian olive skin to his green eyes and pecs that made Arnold Schwarzenegger look like a worm compared to him. He was hot and if I was that way inclined, even I would fucking want to hook up with him. But, I wasn’t. I was just the chump that shared a dorm with him and watched all the girls wish they were me. They wanted to share a room with him, but not for one night, every single night!

He had a way of making everyone feel good. He was the kind of guy that broke a girl’s heart and the next day; she’d apologize for being sad in front of him. The type of guy that the professor’s apologized if they didn’t give him a good grade. The kind that walked into a bar and wouldn’t be short of someone to buy him a drink.

He was the football captain and had the brains to go with the looks. Plus, he came from money. Shit, a bit like me, but none of that shit happens when I walk anywhere. I came to the state university thinking that once I got rid of my glasses, put in contacts, and dressed like a man instead of a boy that was obsessed with Star Trek, that I’d finally find the girls climbing all over me. I thought that university would be better than high school. Well, in a way, it is. Back then, everyone just laughed at me — son of a billionaire and a hopeless nerd.

Here everyone ignores me, which is better than being laughed at, but I was still a virgin. Something that was playing heavily on my mind. I came here thinking things would change. My sister, Caroline, helped me shop for clothes before I came here. We were close before I started school, but now we hardly spoke. It was as if we had less in common as we got older, even though we’re only a couple of years apart.

You going to sit there all night and act like a sissy? What you need are bigger shoes, Kent.

I forgot that he was in the room for a second because my mind was drifting about the difference between university and high school and thinking about the plus side and realizing that apart from going home at night, there wasn’t many positives.

Shoes. Why the hell would I need bigger shoes when mine fit perfectly?

That was another negative point against being at the university. No one talked like I did. Students said things like, ‘My feet’s broke.’

They were making English grammar a thing of the past, as they spoke in their own stilted, misdirected language which made no sense to someone like me. Someone who liked to be perfect in everything that he did but failed miserably when it came to the opposite sex.

His eyes glowed that mischievous look that I’d seen a couple of times. Like when he was caught red-handed in bed with his new girlfriend and hadn’t told his old girlfriend that it was over. The one that I was trying to stop from coming in the room and catching him red handed. Somehow, over the next few days, he managed to have his old girlfriend begging him to take her back and his new one, asking for him not to go.

How did he do it?

What made the opposite sex think of him as some sort of God, I put it down to his performance in the bedroom. All I knew was that I fucking envied him on that day.

He put his hands on my shoulder as I stood up and faced me directly, Remember; I told you that the only reason I get the ladies…

I stopped him from finishing what he was about to say, something that he’d said so many times that it didn’t sound like music to my ears, but a mosquito buzzing and creating noise.

The bigger the size, the bigger the cock. But the thing is girls don’t believe in that shit, I laughed as my head looked down at his shoes, which were fucking gigantic.

He shook his head and said, Put them on, he handed me a pair of his sneakers which magically appeared in his hands as he removed them from my shoulders.

Was he a fucking magician too?

Put a sock in them or something and when it works, you can thank me later.

I took one look at his sneakers and wondered if he was crazy, a magician or a fortune teller? I shook my head and he asked, What you got to lose?

I didn’t need to think about his question twice. He was right. I put a sock in each sneaker and slid them on. It felt a bit uncomfortable at first, but then I started walking as Jeff said, The walk of a man on a mission.

No more did I feel that this was stupid. It felt like the start of a new beginning. No more, was I frowning, but I had a big fucking smile on my face as I thought about Magician Jeff’s magic words.

2

Emma

Present Day…

Iwas standing up and looking in the mirror and wondering if living in New York City had utterly changed me? I didn’t feel like the same farm girl that had left Minnesota six months ago. But, whenever I tried to get a new job, someone always asked me which part of the country I came from?

Country girl, right? The men would ask with a predatory grin, as if they smelled fresh meat they wanted to devour.

You’re not from this neck of the woods, are you? The women would ask with a slight sneer to their lip as they stared at me like a bug they’d found in their latte.

Out of town never seemed to be a good enough answer. It was as if they knew I was from a more totally different region than them and that somehow equated to me being beneath them.

Gail had left Minnesota to come to New York with an associate’s business degree. She’d finished college with student loan debt because her parents didn’t have enough money to send her to college let alone to a university, as she’d wanted to do. James Associates was offering her the chance to work for one year as a junior associate, and then they would financially support her while she went after a bachelor’s degree in business.

It was the chance of a lifetime. It was hard enough on me when she left for college, it was even harder on me when

Reviews for Size of his Shoes

[Deb Pden · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

The storyline and characters are believable..ish. It was a fun read. Had just enough steam and her bestie and Nana were great. Good banter.