Quick story about feet
Date: 1/27/2017,
Categories:
Fetish,
Taboo
Voyeur,
Author: novemberqueen
This isn't a full-out sex story, but just something fun and flirty that happened last weekend. A little pick-me-up to distract from the depressing things I've been posting lately. I didn't particularly want to make a blog post of it, so I thought I would try out the story format. I have a friend who has a foot fetish (lets call him Diego) and we have fooled around several times. It's been about 2 or 3 months since we last did anything. We had made plans to hang-out and do foot stuff in a couple weeks. I would have liked to earlier, but my feet weren't in perfect condition -- I had done a lot of walking in sandal-heels and I had a cut on each foot and some rough looking toes and toenails, so I wanted them to fully heal and to give myself a pedicure before we played with them. Anyway, I ended up seeing Diego with a few other friends at a lounge on Friday. We drank and chatted, and 2 hours later the night was coming to an end. We were trying to decide where we should all go. One of my friends left and the other was talking to another person; Diego and I had a chance to talk to each other with some privacy. I told him I wasn't interested in going to a party or anything, and that maybe him and I should just go to his place and he can give me a foot rub. "I'm down, but didn't you say your feet were kinda messed up from those heels or whatever?" "Yeah, but well, I mean, it's up to you. What do you think of them?" And then right in the middle of the lounge, around a ...
... bunch of people, I pulled off my shoe (a teal flat) and showed him my right foot. Mainly, my toes. Then I did the same with the left. This doesn't seem like a big deal to those who don't have a foot fetish, but for guys like him it can be pretty exciting (as far as I've been told). "Uh...yeah, they uh, they seem fine to me. Yes, yup, totally fine." "Ok, great. Should we go to your place tonight then?" "Yes, mistress." A little bit after that, our friend actually ended up inviting us to his place for some beers, and both Diego and I (hesitantly) agreed. So I just mentioned to Diego, "Well, it's actually getting to be too late, how about we just go to Rob's house and you and me can still keep our plans for next weekend instead?" "Yeah, that sounds good. I look forward to rubbing your feet, mistress." So we make our way to Rob's place and sit on the couch and relax. We start to have a conversation about TV shows and other random subjects, but I was noticing Diego acting weird and unable to focus on a topic. I was wondering what the fuck was up with him, he didn't drink that much. Then suddenly I realized I had my bare feet out the whole time we were hanging out at Rob's place (I was wearing flats so I just slipped them off and wasn't wearing socks). Oh my god, I'm so dumb. I didn't even think about it until 15 - 20 minutes after we had got there. I literally had one of my feet right infront of Diego's face at one point, since the back of my ...