After my surreal experience with Brenda, I tried to get back to life as usual. But I knew that things would never be the same for me. I was still interested in girls my age, but they couldn't hold a candle to the power Brenda and her mature feet had over me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I'd wake up in the morning craving her smelly feet and toes. I'd spend hours most days masturbating to mature foot fetish porn, but it was never enough for me. I needed Brenda and I needed her feet.
I tried calling her a week later, but she said that she'd come down with a nasty virus. But she promised me a date with her feet when she was feeling better. Days went by and I didn't hear from her. Worried, I stopped by her house one day to bring her some chicken noodle soup.
She answered the door wearing pink slippers and a robe. She looked exhausted and her skin was pallid. But she was still extremely attracted even when she wasn't all done up.
"Hi, sweetie," she said in a scratchy voice.
"I brought you some soup," I said, holding up the bag.
"You shouldn't have, but thank you. You're such a sweetheart," she said. "You can leave it on the porch, dear. I don't want you to get too close to me."
"Okay," I said. At that moment, she slipped her feet out of her slippers and revealed her toes done in candy corn nail polish.
"My feet are due for a pedicure. It's been a few weeks. Last time I decided to experiment a bit with my nail art," she said. "Don't my toes look good enough to eat?" As I looked down, she wiggled her toes and I tried not to drool all over myself. "I shouldn't tease you like this," she said as she slipped her feet back into her slippers.
"I wish I could rub your feet for you," I said.
"I know. But I can't let you see me like this," she said. "I'm a mess."
"Okay," I said. "I'll let you get some rest."
"Thank you," she said before she closed the door.
After a few days, I went back to my usual routine. It was October and the leaves on the trees were falling and dying in a beautiful way. Most days it rained and the streets and sidewalks were glistening wet. Halloween was fast approaching and I couldn't decide on a costume.
One Wednesday night I went out with a couple friends to the movies. We purchased our tickets for a new horror movie about zombie clowns and stood in line at the snack bar to buy popcorn and sodas. As I turned my head, I saw Daisy Mendez walking through the lobby with a couple of her friends. She was on the varsity cheerleading squad and I had a huge crush on her. We only had one class together, but we hardly ever spoke. I thought about going up to her to talk to her, but I was too nervous.
Once we paid for our snacks, we gave our tickets to the ticket taker and made our way to the theater where our movie was being shown. Along the way I looked at all the movie posters for new releases coming soon. I followed my friends into the nearly empty theater. We scanned our eyes around and decided to sit down towards the back of the theater.
"This movie better not suck ass," Ralph said as the pre-movie commercials played on the large screen.
"If it does, I'm walking out," Nick said.
"We should've stopped at the store before we came here," Ralph said. "We could've snuck our snacks in for free."
As the lights dimmed and the previews began, I stuffed popcorn into my mouth and chewed. When I took a sip of my soda, I noticed an older woman walk into the theater carrying a bag of popcorn. As I squinted my eyes, I realized that the woman was Brenda and my heart immediately filled with joy. I watched her as she walked up the steps wearing shorts and sandals, and she waved at me and smiled as she passed by our aisle (I was sitting closest to the aisle with Ralph and Nick sitting on the right of me).
"Who's that MILF?" Ralph asked.
"She's my mom's friend, Brenda," I said, slightly embarrassed.
"Brenda has some big ol' titties," Ralph said and Nick busted out laughing.
"You hella stupid," Nick said as he put his hand up to his chest.
"I'd sure love to motorboat those jugs," Ralph said.
"Show some respect," I said.
"What's up with you?" Ralph asked.
"Nothing," I said.
"I knew we should've left your corny ass at home," Ralph said.
Behind me I could hear Brenda taking her seat. As soon as the previews finished and the movie began, I could feel Brenda pushing my seat forward with her foot. I didn't want to turn around so I pretended not to notice. But she continued pushing my seat forward and I could tell that she was trying to get my attention.
At one point during the movie, she must've slipped her sandals off because I could smell the aroma of her feet in the air. Ralph and Nick must've noticed it too because they both started scrunching up their noses and looking around. To my surprise, I could feel Brenda's bare foot rubbing against my left arm, and soon she was lifting up my sleeve and caressing my bicep with her seductive toes. I sat nervously trying to focus on the movie, but it was impossible. She continued teasing me with her toes until she stuck her bare foot between my seat and the seat to the left of me, and placed it squarely on the armrest. Thinking about how close her foot was made me aroused. So I decided to have some fun of my own. I caressed her foot and massaged her toes. The thrill of possibly being caught filled my heart with nervous energy. I continued playing with her foot until I noticed Ralph and Nick continually looking back at Brenda.
"Stinks like feet. I'm out of here," Ralph said as he stood up.
"I'm going with you," Nick said and they both walked down the aisle. "Wash your damn feet, lady!" I could hear one of them yell as they made their way out of the theater. Once they were gone, I looked around the theater and when I saw that it was practically empty, aside from a few people upfront, I decided to make my move. I got up and moved to the next aisle where Brenda was sitting and took the seat next to her.
"Hi, sweetie," she said as she took a sip of her soda. "Do you want some of my Raisinets?"
"No, thank you."
"I bet you'd like to snack on something else," she said with a grin.
"I missed you," I said.
"Oh, I know. Believe me, my feet have missed you too," she said and a big smile appeared on her face. "Looks like your friends couldn't handle my stinky feet," she said with a chuckle as she shoved a few Raisinets in her mouth. "I think their faces were turning green."
"I think so too," I said. "But not me."
"No, you adore my stinky feet, don't you?"
"Very much so," I said. Then I started making puppy dog eyes at her.
"I know that look. It works on me every time," Brenda said. "Tell you what, since you weren't afraid to rub my toes for me in front of your friends, I'll let you indulge a bit. But we have to be extra careful not to get caught."
"Okay," I said.
"Now get down on the floor," she said. "It's a bit icky down there, but I'm sure that won't stop you." I quickly lay down on the floor with my head near her sandals which were giving off a strong odor. But not nearly as strong as her pungent feet. When she planted them on my stomach, I began rubbing them for her. "That feels so good, sweetie. But you can rub a little harder for me." As I applied more pressure, she let out a moan. Her feet felt much softer than I remembered.
After a couple minutes, she lowered one of her smelly soles on my face. "I've been running around town all day. Can't you tell?" As I inhaled her scent, my dick immediately jumped in my pants. I let out a moan as I sniffed the ball of her foot. Then I nuzzled my nose in her toes and sniffed between each of them. "Let's make this a 'double feeture,' shall we?" she said as she shoved her other foot in my face. I continued sniffing as she smothered my face with her sweaty feet. "Oh, how I missed having you under my feet." I was too busy sniffing to respond. I was really starting to get high from her intoxicating scent and my cock was throbbing with pleasure. After a few minutes, she reached down and picked up one of her smelly sandals. "These are just foul! Go ahead, give these a whirl," she said as she placed the footbed of the sandal on my face. And as I sniffed it, she began pressing down on my face with her feet.
After a couple minutes, she pulled her feet away, reached down and picked up the sandal, and then held it above my face and said, "Lick." At that moment, I stuck my wet tongue out and licked around her dirty foot imprint. "Good boy," she said as I continued licking her grimy footbed. "I think that's good. Now the other one," she said as she switched sandals for me to lick. For some reason, her other sandal smelled much stronger as it covered my face. But I licked the footbed anyway because I was too horny to stop myself. "I think you're ready for a snack," Brenda said as she set her bag of popcorn down on the ground.
"Yes, please," I said.
"Coming right up," she said as she shoved her foot into her bag of popcorn and grabbed some with her toes. As I opened my mouth, she dropped some popcorn inside for me to devour. "This is so much fun." She picked up some more popcorn with her hand and this time she placed a piece between each of her toes. "Try this," she said as she shoved her foot in my face and I ate the popcorn from between her toes. As I enjoyed my treat, she quickly put her sandals back on. "Get up," she said in a panicked tone as she snapped her fingers. As I quickly got back in my seat, I saw a theater employee walking up the steps and it seemed like he was approaching us. "If he asks what we were doing, I'll say you were helping me find my lost contact," Brenda said.
"Good idea," I said. I watched nervously as the employee stopped and scanned his eyes around the theater. Then to my relief, he turned and walked back down the steps and exited the theater. At that moment, we glanced at each other and started busting out laughing. "I like how you think on your feet," I said with a smirk.
"That was close," she said.
We enjoyed the rest of the movie together and when it was over, we walked out of the theater and made our way to the lobby. Brenda looked around and said, "I don't see your friends anywhere. Do you need me to give you a ride home?"
"That would be sweet of you."
***
On the way to dropping me off, I turned to Brenda and asked, "How did you know I was at the movies? Was it just a coincidence?"
"Your mother told me where you were when I called your house earlier," she said. "I was hoping you'd be available for a play date. I guess things worked out for us anyway," she said with a smile.
"I see. Well, I'm glad you came."
"Me too. Thank you for cleaning my yucky sandals. I usually use a toothbrush for the job," she said with a grin.
"You're welcome," I said.
