Haley finished her daily running workout and sat down on the bleachers next to the track, as she did every day. A boy named Connor she vaguely knew of from classes at their small college was seated there as well, only he was sitting on the lowest level of the bleachers and she two seats higher. Connor had also just finished running, and he was seated, resting as well. Haley had her feet on the seat next to him, confined in a pair of white ankle socks (turned almost brown by dirt and sweat) and a pair of running shoes that had truly seen the worst her feet had to offer.
Completely exhausted, she said, "My god, it's hot out here. My feet are sweating like crazy. Hey you, could you take my shoes off for me?"
"Whatever" Connor muttered, thinking it an odd request from a near stranger as he removed the shoes, moist on the inside with sweat, to reveal disgustingly sweaty and soiled socks.
"That's much better" Haley murmured, then after a pause, "I would really like it if you could rub my feet for me." Connor refused at first, shocked and somewhat offended that this girl he had never even spoken to would even propose such an idea. She asked again though, nearly begging him to do it. Noticing Haley was quite attractive and thinking he might have a potential date on his hands, he gave in, getting down on his knees in front of her to begin the degrading task.
The socks were soaked with sweat, and Connor's hands were wet from the very beginning. He rubbed and massaged them for several minutes, following Haley's instructions hesitantly as he went. After about 5 minutes had passed, Haley sighed and said "Now I want something new. I want you to lick my socks." Connor jumped to his feet, appalled by the thought of it. "I'm not licking your feet!" he shouted "What do you think I am, your foot slave or something?"
