I never knew I had a shoe fetish until I met my Spanish lady. To make a very long story short I was in a cuckold marriage and after twenty-five years of being faithful I was starting to get a little frustrated. My wife was not fucking me and I decided I was not staying in a sexless, for me, marriage. I moved out and I met a Spanish lady that was way out of my league. She was five foot seven, slim, with large D cup breasts and full lips you could kiss for hours. She was one sex starved lady who had just left her marriage, so we were both on the rebound, and both desperate for sex.
This lady was super fashion conscious. She is what men call high maintenance, but she dressed amazing and always wore high heels. Something my wife never did for me, for others yes, but never when going out with me. My new lady had everything in high heels from shoes to sandals to boots and she always wore them. We discovered my fetish from me trying to be a gentleman. A simple act one day of bending over to help her buckle up some sexy high heeled open toed shoes is what started it. I had picked her up at her place and she was asking me which shoes to wear picking between two pairs. I told her which pair I though looked better with the dress she was wearing, and she put them on. I bent to buckle them for her. She reached down and gently caressed my neck and the back of my head as I did. I think I moaned because it felt good, but also because I had his rush of being at her feet like a servant, or a dog, while my master petted me.
She must have picked up on that moan. We went out for a dinner and the whole time she was making sure her feet and shoes were in view, or in my crotch under the table. She knew I was enjoying the foot work, and she was enjoying teasing. She had asked if she could go back to my place after dinner and said she wanted to spend the night. I thought that was great and that I would have another great night of sex with her. I really did need this as my wife had only allowed me to fuck her twice a year for the last couple of years. Ya I know that is pathetic for a man but it just sort of happened as a cuck because we forgot how to talk to each other.
We finished dinner and off we went to my apartment. During the drive she did something new and exciting as hell. She was wearing a dress and she slid it up her legs as I drove. She then spread her legs in the passenger seat and put one high heels shoes into my lap. She was looking at me and smiling, because I had groaned again when that heel came down on my cock. I was rubbing her foot on my lap in the shoe and I was getting excited. I was getting very excited. Like I said I did not know I had a shoe fetish, but I was quickly learning that I did. I had an urge to be kneeling at her feet, wanting to jerk off and cum on her toes while she caressed my neck and head. I took a chance and told her what I was thinking. To my surprise and delight she smiled and said she had an urge to have a man at her feet jerking off on her feet. I drove faster.