It was Saturday, and Joseph was in his usual routine with his girlfriend. Weekend sex with her, was the only time they had sex. Joseph was always horny, and a couple times a week was nowhere near enough, which is why he masturbated multiple times a day, throughout the week. But at this moment his girlfriend's legs are spread, and he is pumping her with his thick cock. She is moaning up a storm, and about to have her 3rd orgasm on his cock. Joseph wants to cum, but after a few years of fucking her, the excitement isn't there like it used to be. It takes him much longer to cum now, which his girlfriend Tina, doesn't mind at all, of course.
Joseph knows what he needs to do to get himself turned on enough to cum, but he's been trying a long time to not do it. He knows it's wrong, but he can't help it sometimes. When he wants to push himself over the edge, he fantasizes about his co-worker Monica. He has worked with her for 2 years, and from the moment he met her, he was instantly attracted to her, and his attraction has only grown. Monica is a beautiful Mexican girl, with very fair skin. She has long brown hair, she usually keeps braided. She has gorgeous brown eyes, and the cutest smile, that reveal her braces. She is only 5'4, with perky, DD natural breasts, which look even more impressive because of her size. She has a little muffin top, with a little belly, but not chubby. She is everything Joseph wants physically in a woman.
And once again, Monica's image is uncontrollably in Joseph's mind, as he fucks his girlfriend. He knows now that he is thinking of Monica, he will cum very soon. It's pretty much the only way he cums anymore, whether he is fucking Tina, or masturbating, picturing doing sexual things with Monica, makes his cock pulse, and explode. His pumping becomes harder, and more deliberate, as he picture's it's Monica's pussy he is pounding. He closes his eyes, and thinks of Monica's beautiful face, and adorable braces looking up at him, as he gets ready to fill her with his load. His girlfriend moans louder and explodes in another orgasm. A few seconds later, with the thought of Monica telling him to shoot deep inside her, Joseph erupts inside Tina, filling her pussy with his warm cum. He rolls over, and his girlfriend rolls over, putting her head on his chest, but his only thought is that he wished it was Monica laying next to him.
The rest of the weekend flew by, with Joseph masturbating 5 times, all the while thinking about his co-worker. Monday came and Joseph was excited, because he would get to see Monica at work. They had the same Monday thru Friday schedule, and Joseph couldn't be happier about that. The got along well, and made a good team. Joseph, would stare at her cute little butt as much as he could, and that was a whole lot. He often day-dreamed of pulling her pants down and licking her ass right there. A couple times she turned around to ask him a question, and caught him staring right at her ass. He would just tell her he was zoning out.
It was hard for Joseph to concentrate at work, with a good portion of his shift fantasizing about his co-worker. This had been on-going for so long, and not being able to make his fantasies come true, made Joseph take whatever he could get from her. He would sometimes go into the break room, and sniff her jacket, hanging on the coat rack, so he could smell her perfume. She kept a small pillow cushion in her locker to sit on during her lunch break, since they had really hard, uncomfortable chairs at work. Sometimes when she would go to the bathroom during her break, Joseph would quickly sneak to the back to smell her cushion, and get a whiff of her ass. And Joseph's favorite, since he had a intense foot fetish, was to smell her flats. She went to college nearby, and would wear her flats to school, but hen she came to work, she would kick her flats under the lunch table in the break room, and put sneakers on to wear while she worked. Any chance Joseph got to make his way to the break room, and get under the table to bury his nose in her flat, he took. He had only seen her bare feet once when she had worn new boots to school, and when she came to work, she had asked him to help her pull them off, as they were hurting her feet. When her feet came out of her boots, Joseph saw the most gorgeous feet he'd ever seen. They were small, and perfect. Her toenails were painted red, and to him, they were flawless. Joseph remembered in that moment, wanting to grab her feet, and start licking and sucking them. He would have settled for getting one of her boots, burying his nose in it, and breathing in her foot smell.
As Monica came into work and said hello to him, Joseph's heart started beating faster. He knew he had strong feelings for her, and he didn't just lust for her. He wanted her to be his girl. He wanted to treat her like his princess, and pamper her in every way. He wanted to pleasure her, and worship her. There were a couple roadblocks though. He had a girlfriend, and she had a boyfriend. On top of that, Joseph didn't know if she would have interest in him, as far a a relationship, anyways.
As she walked to the break room to hang up her jacket, Joseph looked down to stare at her flats. He loved flats because they trapped girls' foot smells really well, and seeing girls dangle them off there feet, was always an instant hard-on. He had hoped she would go to the bathroom during her break, so he could run to the back and smell them. But when she came out to tart work, he saw she was still wearing her flats, rather than her usual work sneakers. He figured no harm in asking her.
"Where are the sneakers Monica? I never see you wear your flats out here."
She rolled her eyes in annoyance of her situation.
"I know! I'm so stupid! I totally forgot them at home, and I didn't have time after my classes, to go home and get them, so I'll just be wearing these all shift. I hope I'm not too uncomfortable, since I'll be on my feet the whole day."
Joseph was disappointed since he wouldn't have a chance to smell her flats since she would be wearing them all shift, but he will definitely will enjoy watching her wear them.
It was a long busy shift, but they got through it, and closed up shop. They usually took about 30 to 45 minutes completing tasks they had to do every night at the coffee shop, and tonight was one of the longer nights. Often when they were done, they would hang out a bit in the break room, and have a cup of coffee. When they both retired to the back, Monica immediately started complaining.
"Fuck, my feet are killing me! Wearing these flats all shift, was not fun. They feel so sore. I can't wait to kick these off at home, and rub them."
Just hearing that made Joseph really excited. Thinking about her rubbing her sweaty, smelly feet, was such a turn on. It made him wonder though, why she would need to rub her own feet, instead of asking her boyfriend.
"Just ask your boyfriend to rub them for you. You can't give yourself a good foot massage."
Monica let out a big "Ha!"
She looked annoyed.
"My stupid boyfriend thinks feet are gross, and won't touch mine! And on top of that, he complains that they smell bad! So I have a foot sweat problem! So What?!"
Joseph couldn't believe what he was hearing. Her boyfriend had this perfect beauty, with perfect feet, and a sexy smelling foot odor, and he wasn't enjoying every inch of them.
"Are you serious?! What is his deal?! No offense, but he's crazy. I would rub your feet every day, as many times as you wanted!"
Joseph couldn't believe what he had just said. It was his honest reaction, but not one he felt he should have shared with her. Thankfully it seemed she didn't think he meant it, and was just being nice.
"Oh why thank you sir. Let me kick off my flats and you shall rub my feet!"
She was clearly joking, and started to laugh. Joseph had spent too long fantasizing about her, and he figured this was his best chance to get more than he ever had from her. He slapped his knees with both hands.
"Come on, put those feet on me, and let me give you a great massage."
He smiled at her, as an out in case she got upset. He would then tell her he was joking. What she did was just stare at him for a few seconds before speaking again.
"Are you seriously offering to massage my feet?"
Joseph kept smiling at her.
"I sure am offering. You said your feet hurt, and your boyfriend won't rub them, so why not let me?"
Monica looked like she was running a lot of things through her head.
"I mean, I'm appreciative you would be willing to rub my feet, but don't you think that's kind of weird? I mean, I don't think my boyfriend would be happy about it, if he found out, and I doubt your girlfriend would be either."
Joseph shook his head.
"Monica, it's not like we're having sex. I'm just massaging your feet. People pay for massages all the time, and it's not considered weird or cheating is it?"
Joseph could tell his reasoning was giving a glimmer of hope she would agree with him, and let him touch her feet.
"Well, no, it's not cheating, but I don't know. You don't moonlight as a masseuse, do you?"
She started to giggle.
"No, I don't, but I guarantee you, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference."
