My cock throbbed against the sole of her foot, held tightly to the skin by the elastic of her stirrup pants. The cum I'd just spent oozed between her toes, dripping on her pussy, splayed and sodden from the fucking she'd just had, and as I knelt down to lick the droplets off her pubes before cleaning her foot I pondered just how I'd gotten here. Just eight hours earlier, this had all been a dream.
Janice had 'hired' me to walk her dogs while she was working on an important project at work – she was a CAD designer who worked for a large military subcontractor in the Omaha area and I was the nice, non-threatening nerd who lived across the hall. We traded favors quite often, getting the mail, stopping for groceries, harmless stuff like that but what she did not know was that I harbored an intense desire for her feet.
While any decent pair of feet would be cause to cancel everything on my schedule, hers were the epitome of the type of feet I like. I am very selective about what kind of feet I like and while it is hard to put it into words, I'll say that I like plump, soft feet that are well taken care of. What I don't like are skinny, bony feet and skinny, long toes. So generally, I like feet that belong to chunky, but not fat, women. Janice was just such a woman.
She was in her early 40s, about 5'4" with reddish blonde hair and smallish but well-defined breasts. I'd seen her in shorts and while her legs were by no means thin, there was again some definition to her muscles. Perhaps she was truly just 'big boned' but I didn't really care. I'd never seen her feet except in shoes, and she wore the types of shoes I tend to like the best – sneakers and work boots at home, and 3" pumps to and from work.
More than once she'd caught me checking her out from my second floor window as she got into her car to go to work. I wouldn't call her flirtatious, but she had the air of a woman who knew she was attractive. I was much too shy to ask her out and I felt she was out of my league. Plus she was a bit older – maybe five years my senior.
Nonetheless, I lusted after her feet on a regular basis – how she could be blind to it was beyond me. I was sure a couple of times she'd caught me staring at them – she kept them well-hidden and when she'd occasionally slip one off partway I would compromise my secret fetish by stretching to try and get a glimpse. I wanted desperately to see the shape of her foot, how long her toes were, and maybe if she had polish on I'd see it through the socks she always wore. But if she noticed, she never let on.
So we come to this morning. She came out of her door just as I was coming out of mine and she wanted to know if I could walk her dogs in the afternoon when I got home. She produced a key and gave me some instructions; none of which I heard as I was too busy thinking about her Asics and stirrup pants, and she had those slouchy socks on – I just wanted to bury my face in their damp soft goodness. We walked to the parking lot together and we headed our separate ways to work. Only I did not go to work.
Up at 76th Ave I made a U-turn and headed back to my place. After seeing her feet in those damn slouch socks and Asics I knew I'd have to jerk off before I'd be able to get any real work done, and I pulled into our lot with my finger lazily stroking the spot underneath the blazing head of my cock, which was at full attention. I'd make quick work of myself, clean up and be at work pretty close to on time.
As I reached into my pocket for my keys, I pulled out her key; the one she'd given me earlier. The one I'd forgotten about until that moment. Change of plan!
I knew I did not have much time, so hurriedly I opened her door, put her annoying little dog in the 2nd bedroom, and entered her suite. I was on a mission to find those ASICs, fuck one while I sniff and lick the other and then leave the jizz to dry in her shoe until the next time she wears them. My sick mind envisions the sweat from her feet wicking through the sock, liberating the dried up cum and spreading it along her skin as she sweats, between her toes, and wishfully into my mouth.
I find the Asics in her bathroom on the hamper and lo and behold those slouch socks are tucked in the shoes! I'm working quickly and wish I had time to savor this experience, but remember I am all about cumming right now and, to that end, I slip my cock into her still-slightly-damp sock and the slight cool dampness causes me to start to throb, and as I imagine a drop of precum wicking into the fabric that was recently jammed around her captive foot, my cock slips into her shoe, my eyes close, and I squeeze the musty fabric of one Asics sneaker around my sock-covered cock as I inhale the sweat from her other shoe.
Instead of stroking her shoe up and down my shaft, I am holding it still and fucking it like it were a pussy – my cockhead bottoming out into her toe area while the ridge at the heel digs into my balls with each burgeoning thrust. In my mind's eye I imagine her toes slipping between my lips, sock and all, and my tongue pressing the sweaty sock into the slots between her toes.
All of a sudden, her fucking dog starts barking and I panic, stuffing the socks back into the shoes and my turgid cock back into my pants. Just in time, too, as the key was in the lock as I zipped up. By the time she entered, I had concocted some lame excuse about wanting to see how the dog was towards me, but it was of little use when she asked, "Is that why he is locked in my bathroom?"
She then said I could go ahead and save myself the humiliation of lying, and pointed to the security camera above the door.
"My wifi camera sends me a snapshot every time something moves in here. Do you want to see the pictures I got this morning? Now I know why you were always looking at the ground – I thought you were shy – but you were checking out my shoes weren't you?"
I wanted to deny her accusations but knew there was no sense in it. I was speechless. She continued...
"So instead of going to work you decided to come back here and jerk off in my shoes? My smelly shoes?"
"I didn't cum in them, if that's what you're thinking" I replied, knowing that the sock in her right shoe was swimming in precum.
"That's not the point. You would have if I would have walked in, wouldn't you?"
"Yeah, probably," I admitted. I'd finally calmed down enough as to where I couldn't help but check out whatever shoes she had on at that moment – and while she was standing there thinking what to do next I'd already moved on to my next fantasy, involving the black 3" pumps she had on right at the time and those luscious stirrup pants just made me all that hotter. My cock once again started to stir, and she noticed.
"Oh, my God! You just can't help yourself, can you? You're staring at my feet right now aren't you? Your cock is hard right now, isn't it, even as I am about to call the police and have you picked up?"
I suspected this might be a bargaining ploy, as she had never come across as spiteful, and if she'd set out to catch me (as I was beginning to suspect) it was not because she wanted to see me in jail. Plus, she did not really seem as angry as she could have been. Again, I was speechless. A few seconds of silence passed...
"So now what?" she asked.
"Uh, I guess I'll just go to work and try to forget this ever happened, if that's OK with you," I replied
"No, I think you'll finish what you started. I didn't set this trap just to let you walk away."
"So you set a trap? Why didn't you just ask me about it?"
"She countered, "Why didn't you tell me you wanted my shoes and feet? See?"
I couldn't help but agree, saying, "Oh yes, Janice, I definitely want them!"
"Want what?"
"Your feet"
"And my shoes?"
"Yes, your shoes!"
She reached down and pulled off one of her shoes, brought it up and smashed its smelly sweaty interior into my face, forcing my lips up against the warm inner sole and my nose up into where her toes were wiggling just seconds ago. Her other hand felt for evidence of a hardening cock, tracing the outline through my jeans as she slid that warm shoe over my tongue.
"Come on, get your tongue up there where my toes go," she instructed, "and take out that cock."
