I had spent several years volunteering time with a community program and had, over the years, had the pleasure of working with some very attractive women.
Summertime was always a time I looked forward to as it meant that ladies wore open shoes. Having a strong foot fetish, this was a delightful time of year
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Among all of the women I saw, there was one gal, Angie, who always wore sexy, open shoes to meetings, no matter what the weather. At about 5′07″ and with a very toned and tight body, this hot twenty-something looked sexy with her natural blonde hair and green eyes.
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I always used to catch myself staring at her feet during meetings as we used to sit near each other, having become casual friends. Over time, I found myself engaged in fantasy daydreams about what her feet would feel like if she was into footjobs. Nonetheless; she had her life and I had mine.
Sometime later, after I no longer had much time for volunteering due to career demands, I found myself visiting her office building late one afternoon. I happened by her office and found the door open.
Stepping inside, I found Angie sitting at her desk working on her computer. As always, she looked radiant in a short black skirt, white silk blouse and of course, high-heeled, black, ankle strap sandals. I tried not to look, but that was almost like asking someone not to breathe. The flash of her gold ankle bracelet also caught my eye.
“Hi, stranger!” she said as I walked in.
“Hi, Beautiful,” I replied as I hugged her.
We exchanged pleasantries and I ended up sitting with her for some time, talking about how things were going in her life and in mine. As time passed, I noticed myself, as always, looking at her feet.
I didn’t notice at first, but Angie had started flexing and pointing her foot in her shoes, wiggling her sexy, dark pink polished toes. I also didn’t see the smirk on her face as she did this. Time went on and it grew later.
“Angie, I didn’t realize it was so late. I hate to keep you.” I said.
“It’s OK,” she replied, “I have been working late anyway and I am always the last to leave the office. I don’t mind, it has been a while and it is nice to just sit and talk.
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It seems that we always talked about our volunteer work before, but now don’t have to worry about that as others have stepped up to the mark, don’t you think?”
We talked a bit more when I finally noticed that Angie had caught me looking at her feet. I watched as she stopped talking and looked at me with a smile on her face, then looked down at her foot, flexed it some more and then looked back at me.
I was embarrassed at having been caught and tried to get out of it by saying, “Angie, you look great. I love your outfit. I was just noticing your shoes also. They look just like a pair I bought my girlfriend recently.”
I know that sounded really stupid, especially considering what I was sure was a shake in my voice.
“Why, thanks.” She said. “You know, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable, but I do know you like to look at my feet. You have a thing for feet, don’t you?”
I was caught. I don’t know if I was more aware of my embarrassment at having been caught, or by the raging erection that was now swelling in my pants.
“I…uh….I’m sorry” I stammered. “I didn’t mean to…”
“It’s OK.” She interrupted. “Tell me what you like about my feet.” Sensing my hesitation she continued, “It’s OK. I know about foot fetish. I love my feet and know that they are sexy. Why do you think I always wear sexy shoes when I know you will be around?”
I didn’t know what to say and simply replied, “I am so embarrassed.”
“Why?” Angie asked. “Feet are sexy. Now, tell me, what do you like? Do you like to smell them? Do you like to suck them or touch them?
Or, do you like good Footjob?” As she was talking, I again caught myself staring at her feet as she started unstrapping her shoes and slowly slipped her shoes off, now sitting there with her bare feet, one leg crossed over the other, toes twitching so close to me.
She must have sensed my tensing when she said the word footjob because her next statement floored me. “Ah, you like good Footjob, don’t you? We can talk openly with each other, can’t we? Well, let’s be open.”
“Angie, I don’t know what to say,” I replied.
“Well,” she said as she stood up “I have an idea.”
With that, standing before me, she placed her left foot in my lap and felt that I was hard. She flexed her toes a little on my hardness and I thought I was about to explode.
“Ah…even though you seem to be at a loss for words, it seems that I know exactly what you are thinking,” Angie said as she looked me in the eyes.
With that, she closed and locked her office door and turned to me. “I want you to take your pants off and sit on the floor. Don’t argue, just do it. I knew you had a fetish and have been waiting to bring it up with you. I don’t know why, but I really want to give you a Footjob, right here, right now.”
“Oh, my God, Angie. Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked.
“Just shut up and do what I said,” Angie said, laughing.
I sat on the floor with my back against the wall, my hardness now exposed for her to see.
“Wow! I guess you do want this after all.” She said.
Angie slid her chair over to me and sat above me, crossing her left leg over her right and dangling that sexy barefoot over me, inches from my very erect loins. She reached for her purse and took out a small bottle of baby oil, pouring some onto my rock-hard member. “Always be prepared.” she quipped.
“Ohhhhh.” Is all I could muster.
“Look at my feet.” She commanded. “All of the times I caught you looking will be nothing once you feel me touch you. You know, I wasn’t the only girl who caught you looking at feet. Well, we can talk about that later.
Right now, as much as I want to just torture you, I don’t have the heart. I guess there will just have to be other times for that. So, I think I am going to make this one a very fast and intense footjob. Are you ready?” She asked.
“Oh, Yes…please.” I now pleaded, putty beneath her twitching toes.
With that, she looked at me and said, “OK. Here it is. What you have dreamed of.”
Angie then lowered her perfect size seven feet gently onto my manhood and began wiggling her toes on me. I watched in rapt attention as she worked my C#*K between and under her talented toes.
Wiggling and slipping around on the baby oil felt even better than I could have imagined. Watching those sexy pink toes on me was too much.
Several times, she lifted her foot from me, showing her soft soles to me and then switching to her other foot to continue the footjob. Once, she used both feet to slide me between her soles and then to wiggle both sets of toes on each side of me.
Finally, she sensed me swelling and again crossed her left leg over her right, placing her left foot firmly on my hard shaft. She looked me in the eyes and said, “Come on baby, cum under my bare feet.
Feel my toes on you. I know you wanted this all along. All those meetings where you stared at me and wanted it…here it is. My feet are on you, ready to make you cum hard.”
With that, she began wiggling faster and faster, pink toes and soft bare feet on me, sliding about on the baby oil.
Finally…I exploded in wave after wave of pleasure…her toes keeping the action going until every last ounce of me was spent and I was left breathless on the floor.
“I guess you liked that,” Angie said as she showed me that amazing smile. “It’s OK. I really wanted to do this to you and hope I can do this again. I like the control it gives me over you and I love to see what I can do with my feet.”
With that, I knew we both needed to go, but as we parted I said, “Angie, I never expected that to happen, but you were amazing.”
“I know.” She replied. “Feet are sexy and I know other girls who think the same way. Maybe someday you’ll find out.” She winked at me. “Well, until next time,” she said as she kissed me on the cheek. “There will be next time you know. But next time, I will torture you.”
As I left, I couldn’t believe what just happened to me, but I was shaking with excitement. I can’t wait until my next encounter with this special friend!
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