Heather was sitting on her couch in her office with her hair up, rubbing her warm, moist suntan hosed feet as her bright silver heels were releasing a very strong scent from the floor. Her hands were gently massaging her nylon covered toes, completely oblivious that she was stirring up her patented musk into the air.
"Oh Heather! Honey, you really need Odor Eaters!" Lynette chuckled from the opposite couch as her hands covered her face. Turning to Lynette and extending her toes, "I know and for years I have used a special powder but I don't anymore, because my young cub loves the aroma!," Heather assured.
Continuing in her disbelief, Lynette went on, "What do you mean by loving it? There is actually someone who loves your stinky feet? Ewww! Girl, how many rooms have you cleared over the years? I mean mine and Pauline's get smelly too but yours take it to a different level. The other day this whole office was funky. I used all the air freshener!"
Pointing to her feet, Heather continued on with a wry smile,"Hey, don't knock them. These have come quite in hand or should I say foot over the years. They can be just as good as money!"
"Oh I would love to hear how?" Lynette challenged.
While still rubbing her feet, Heather motioned to the thermostat in the room,"You feel this cool air don't you? Well, I jerked off the air conditioner guy last week while he sniffed these feet. Do you see that stain on the couch? How do you think it got there? He shot over my shoulder and voila we had this air conditioning for free!"
Lynette had great reservations, "Are you serious? He gave you all that for just a foot smelling handjob?"
Heather continued on,"Damn right he did! It was easy because he came so fast! Plenty of men have foot fetishes and some even love smelling musky feet! Oh yeah and there was also that time with Bill and Mike, the two realtors from Baimbridge. We were in a booth at Hooters and I fondled both of them under the table with my hosed feet.
When Bill said he wanted the house, I slipped off my stiletto and extended my left foot up to his crotch and tickled it with my toes. He choked on his food for a bit and gave in rather quickly.
Mike was confused and insisted that he wanted the sale, so I jammed my right foot into his and pressed down firmly. My legs were extending quite well and let me tell you their cocks made great foot massagers. I kept my legs spread all throughout. I just kept rubbing his bulge to persuade him to relinquish the sale. I did this as my other foot rubbed on Bill's. It looked like I was doing the splits under the table!"
Lynette's eyes widened,"No way! Both men! At the same time?"
"Yes way! I felt so powerful and sexy! A guy saw me and dropped his fork and this one waitress completely froze with her mouth open. I didn't care, I even gave that guy a devious wink. Mike was fighting it so I pressed down with more pressure and within seconds he came so hard and shouted his concession of the house. I kept rubbing both men as they signed the rights to the sale over to me.
I used my feet to earn over two million dollars right there! Oh and before I forget, I gave a footjob to that cute accountant last year, what was his name? Uhh...Jay I think. He crunched our numbers for free that day! So believe me, these feet have been very useful!"
"I get the picture, Heather. So...tell me about this young cub," Lynette inquired with her nose pinched.
Lynette was 42 and divorced. Many guys said that she was built like a Greek goddess and looked very much like the porn star, Vannah Sterling. She was shapely with dark hair, dark eyes and held her curves well with large DD natural breasts. Lynette always dressed very professionally and wore lots of jewelry which made her stand out.
Speaking with the energy of a young sorority girl, Heather began her tantalizing, "The cutie's name is AJ. He is built like a linebacker, in his early thirties and a tad shy which I love. Honey, his uncut cock is very thick and meaty. I've never seen so much foreskin! Whenever he smells my feet it gets rock hard and his head swells up like a mushroom and on top of that his balls are huge! I love jerking him off while he smells my feet. He can blast off like a missile!"
"I've never seen an uncut cock or even given a footjob before!" Lynette revealed in a semi-pouty tone.
Just then, Pauline walked in, "Whoa Heather! Your feet are stronger than normal today! Hmmm..you two talking about cocks again, what are those? I haven't seen one in a while! I do remember my boyfriend before I met Harold and he had an uncut one and knew how to use it."
"What about all that foreskin? What is that like?" Lynette asked.
Pauline was 43 and had great legs like Heather but her breasts were a little smaller and her hair was auburn. She was in a sexless marriage and in a bitchy mood most days, craving sexual satisfaction.
The sassy one went on, "Tell her Heather, those uncut cocks are the best. The foreskin is like a meat sheath that slides up and down. It makes jerking guys off easier and it makes their dicks thicker. When Robert used to fuck me with it, I could feel it sliding inside me. I would cum like crazy."
"Now you have me curious about them. Maybe I should give this...AJ...a go," Lynette giggled.
While slipping her hosed feet back into her heels, Heather reminded Lynette, "Just remember hun, try to get your feet musky. He loves that. Once he gets a whiff his cock gets super hard."
Tilting her head to Heather in disbelief, "Seriously? I don't believe that about him."
"I'm not exaggerating. Once I had been wearing my tan pantyhose all day in the heat. I didn't have time to change and went out to that club on fifth street and danced all night long. Anyway, I had a few too many to drink and fell asleep at Sheila's with them still on. The next morning he came over and fucked me like a train. I kept my feet in his face and even though his eyes were watering, it was like aromatic viagra. He came 12 times inside me. I lost count of my orgasms at 15 so I'm telling you that your feet are sexual weapons."
Lynette thought about what the ladies had talked about. She had been longing for some good, sustained sex since her divorce. Thinking she had nothing to lose, she called AJ that night with unmatched excitement.
AJ was all too happy to come over. He approached the door and heard the women making small talk. He leaned in and listened so he could make out what was being said.
"I didn't wash my feet this morning and these hose make them slide in these strappy sandals!" Pauline cooed from the couch as she pulled her foot out to show the darkened wear on the bottoms of her smooth nylon covered feet, "They're not as dark as Heather's but they do look worn!" had AJ been able to see it, his cock would have instantly sprang to life.
"Yeah I hear you, these are the same hose and boots I had on yesterday. My feet are so hot and sticking to the bottoms, it smells like sweaty leather in here!" Lynette laughed.
Pauline responded jokingly as she strapped her sandal back on, "Don't you mean sweaty Heather?"
AJ gulped as his heart began to race as he knocked on the door. When it opened, he could see the beautiful women. His cock was already chubbing in his pants with a bead of precum forming inside his foreskin covered head.