Delilah grins with anticipation and sits back onto the armrest of the love, sighing in a relaxed manner. She is at peace, and simply enjoying this moment with her best friend. Even better than that, she finally gets a good foot massage in the process.
"Man, this feels so nice" she says as she stretches her legs out on Mac's lap, who is in the process of taking her white flats off her pantyhose covered feet. With two audible swishes, her feet are once again free from the burden of her shoes, and her toes wiggling with bliss. "Feels really good to have those shoes off again. My feet are killing me..."
Mac smiles up at her and says, "No worries, I'll rub them good for you." Delilah returns the smile "Hehehe, well, as my boyfriend, I wouldn't have it any other way."
Mac smirks and raises an eyebrow at her. "Boyfriend, eh?"
"Oh, come on! Hahaha, gimme a break, doofus. We've practically been dating since the 6th grade. You already know how I feel about you. And I know how you feel about me, especially now with this foot fetish of yours."
"Yeah... I've always thought about you and I together. Even when I was dating other girls... you were all I could think about. They just couldn't hold my interest, or accept me for who I really am."
"I can, tiger... you've known that, but I'm still saying it. I accept you for who you are and what you want. You know why?"
"... Why?"
"Because you're my boyfriend," she says with a inviting smile. "And you're my girlfriend," he responds while lovingly gripping her left foot with both hands.
She sighs in pleasure, and looks up at him. "Then, please rub my feet for me."
Mac looks down at her feet and begins to slightly press into her sole, smothering his fingers all over the bottom of her left foot. Delilah groans, and lays her head back even more into the couch's armrest, completely in the moment. "Hmm, God, yes..." Gripping her hands into the couch itself, she bites her lip and shivers softly as Mac makes circular motions with his fingers on her heel. The smoothness from the sheer pantyhose makes it easier for Mac to create friction with it, not to mention the sweat that developed around it.
Del sighs again, and giggles. "Yup... you definitely have a foot fetish, dude. There's no way a guy can rub a girl's foot that intimately. It's almost like you're strategizing every movement around my feet."
Mac looks back up at her and chuckles "Yeah, well, it's kinda easy when the girl you like has the most beautiful and sexiest feet in the world." Delilah blushes again. and replies "Awww... you're really sweet, tiger. You know, it's funny... I never really paid attention to them until I bought those ballet flats last year, especially when our incident happened. Now, it's hard not to notice them, even more so when I think about you."
Mac finally goes to her toes, and presses into them with his fingers, making her stop her talking with a shivered gasp. "Ugh... fuck, yes..." The feeling was making her squirm a little. She does her best to sit still, but her toes begin to curl around Mac's rubbing thumb. "Sorry... I'm trying not to move. It just... just feels so good."
Mac laughs at her, and eases her worry. "No need. Actually, I kinda like when you move your toes around as I'm rubbing them. It's like you're trying to massage my hands with your own feet, you know?"
"Oh, you do, don't ya?"
"Yes... it honestly makes me even harder when you do..."
"Haha, I wouldn't doubt that! Alright then."
"Just relax, and enjoy it," he tells her as he makes a wiggling motion with his fingers, giving her the signal to move her toes any way she pleases. Delilah becomes extremely confident in her comfort, and as he presses into her toes again, she sighs and begins to flex them against his rubbing fingers. Mac returns the sigh with one of his own, and feels his erection poke her heel on her right foot.
Delilah laughs at him once again. "Haha, damn, man, you don't play around, do you? I definitely felt that one! You're enjoying this more than I am, it seems!" Giggling again, Del allows the toes to scrunch hard, caressing Mac's left hand and engulfing his thumb. "Wow... your dick is totally attacking my feet. Hehe..."
Mac continues to squeeze into her toes as they flex once again, making themselves pop. Mac looks deeply at her toes, the white French tip polish showing off through her clinging pantyhose. He watches the wrinkles her sole creates with each scrunch of her toes, and he feels his penis throb at it with hunger.
"Please don't forget my other foot, tiger," Del pleads as she crosses her ankles, giving him a perfect view of her right foot. Her left foot lands next to his hardness, and she welcomes it by flexing her toes against it. Mac grunts, feeling he could bust in his shorts from that alone. He keeps his control, however, and focuses on the current task.
"Keep going..." Del says. "Keep rubbing my feet."
Mac doesn't hesitate, and squeezes her right arch hard, making Delilah flex her toes in pure joy. Mac sighs at the sight (and sensation) he is enjoying. "Please, don't stop doing that, Del..." he pleads softly.
"I won't. I promise. Keep it up... rub my tired feet..." With that remark, Del brings her left foot up to Mac's right wrist as his hands continue on her right foot. With a smile, she allows the foot to rub into his wrist, flexing her toes away for all she's worth. Mac bites his lip as he smothers her toes on her right foot, making them scrunch into his own fingers as he continues to press into them.
Del sighs in pleasure, whispering, "That's it... feels so good. Massage my sexy feet, Mac. They are so tired and sweaty in these pantyhose..." As she presses her curling toes into his wrist, Mac looks up at her as he continues rubbing.
"It's amazing how you were able to wear that outfit all day today," he says as he admires her blouse and skirt. Del winks at him. "All for you, dude. But there's one thing you got wrong about that..." As she scrunches her toes and pops them in his hands again, she leans forward and smiles. "I actually didn't put this on this morning. More like... last night..."
