When she started to work from home it was my idea to build the desk. I built a nice big L shaped desk for her and added a few things of my own. Without her knowing I installed a camera under her desk. Totally in love with her and her feet I thought I could watch and get a quick fix whenever I needed one. Worked great I could see her whenever I wanted and she was none the wiser.
For a long time I tried to convince her that she has beautiful feet and that she could make easy money by just showing them. See, I found a website of live cameras and like all things on internet it had some wild shit but it also had a huge foot fetish section. I knew that if she did this it would be successful. So, as you probably already figured I created an account. I called it " Under_V's_desk" and away we went. She split her time from her office and home but on those days she was home she would dress casually. Usually some ankle socks sometimes barefoot. Believe it or not the tips rolled in and some money was starting to accumulate in the account and the list of followers was growing. On occasion she would split her day and come home early and work. Those days were more profitable as she would often wear trouser socks and more often than not she would take her shoes off under her desk. She could never sit still, even when in her recliner she would be flexing her feet. The comments would roll in people asking her to do stuff even though it clearly stated that she was unaware of the camera and all action was spontaneous. I decided to add more cameras. Now three total, one form top looking down and two on either side. They all took micro sd cards and I had them tied to a hard drive as well I wanted to record everything. I could toggle between them choosing the one with the best view. Now me on the other hand, well I got off no matter what. I would text her as I was watching telling her things about what I wanted to do to her that night. Now having a foot fetish I would always start off with that and she would unconsciously scrunch her toes and slider her feet together. She indulged my fetish to a point but more or less tolerated it especially when it came to the pantyhose. See when she wore pantyhose I would do anything she asked it was such a HUGE part of my fetish that it was sometimes overwhelming! One day she wore them to work and came home early, I was at work myself and didn't get shit done that day for sure. I was getting hornier by the second and couldn't wait to get home.
When I got home that day dinner was an afterthought, she was still working at her desk. I came up behind her slid my hands around her and down to her breasts. I started kissing her neck aggressively and slid my hand down between her legs rubbing her through her slacks and pantyhose! Leaning back into me she was enjoying this but reluctantly stopped me.
"I have to finish this report today, probably another 30 minutes sorry babe. Why don't you just go under my desk and entertain yourself."
I didn't have to be told twice, she slid back a little and under I went. I built this desk remember so I made sure there was enough room under there for me for days like this. I was all over her feet kissing the tops and nuzzling my face against the silky smooth hose. Her scent was intoxicating, like an aphrodisiac to me. Not too strong but just enough, a mixture of leather and her creating a scent that just overwhelms me. I rolled over on my back and she quickly placed both her feet on my face! I dint move for a bit just enjoying the sensations and scents.
"Hey, get busy"
I immediately started kissing the soles of her feet. She moved her left foot down to my neck placing her toes on my chin while her right foot covered my face, the ball of her foot on my eyes and her arch pressed against my nose while the heel of her size 6.5 foot rested on my mouth. I forced my tongue out to massage as best I could. Reaching down I was rubbing my cock though my pants. When she noticed she stopped me.
"Better cut that out, I don't want you getting too fired up. I want you to take him out but no touching."