It all began fall of my senior year of high school. Cross-country practice had ended and I was on my way to my car to go home when Jackie stopped me and asked for my help.
Jackie was beautiful; she had long brown hair complemented with deep brown eyes. She was 5' 4" with an athletic body and a little bit larger than average breasts and butt. She was 18 like myself, yet she was way out of my league. I was all around fairly average, I played a few sports so my body was fairly athletic and I had short brown hair, but I lacked that special something that sets you apart from everyone else. Jackie, on the other hand, had that special something.
So, needless to say, I was ready to help her with anything she needed. She plays field hockey and it was her turn to take in all the equipment. Jackie and I did know each other as we had English and history together and talked with one another from time to time. It seemed to be just my luck that I had happened to stay late on the day that Jackie needed help.
I went with her to go unlock the equipment shed that was behind the bleachers and then we began taking all of the equipment into the shed. By the time we finished there was pretty much nobody left at school and we sat by the bleachers and continued the conversation we'd been having while trekking to and fro the equipment shed.
After a while Jackie put her feet on my lap and commented that they were really sore from practice. Almost immediately I got hard from having these size 4 1/2 feet in my lap even if they were in shoes. She looked at me with really big pleading eyes and asked me if I could rub her feet for her.
It would have been impossible for me to say no to her even if I had wanted to, so I just replied, "Of course I can!" And with that I took off her sneakers and began massaging her feet. Immediately as I took off her shoes I could smell the salty sweat on her feet from the hours of running around on the field, but I didn't mind, so I didn't mention it; Jackie must've smelled her feet from where she was sitting yet she didn't say anything.
The conversation continued to flow between us for another hour or so; all the while I was rubbing her feet. At some point Jackie looked at my hands and remarked, "That feels really good, but aren't your hand getting tired?" They were but I was in heaven with her so to keep her from leaving I said that after a while I forgot I was still rubbing her feet. From the look on her face I could tell that this made her happy, so I kept massaging her feet and we kept talking.