Elizabeth Holiday was a 37 year old mother of two. She lived in a nice suburban town just 20 minutes from the big city. She was a florist and made a pretty good living. Enough to support two kids, a son, Justin, the oldest at 20, who was away at school and a daughter, Kristen. Age 18. Elizabeth was very young when Justin was born and her husband passed away a year after the birth of, Kristen.
Elizabeth is still a very attractive woman and can easily pass for 25. She's 5'5 and about 110 pounds. Thanks to the new gym that opened up around her area, she's been able to keep in shape. Her breasts are a firm 34C and her legs are long and muscular, but not too much. Her hips are very shapely. She has long strawberry blonde hair and green eyes that can cause any man... or woman for that matter, to get lost in them. Her skin is smooth and she loves to keep her pubic hairs neatly trimmed.
Since she hasn't had an active sex-life in 18 years, she spends a lot of her alone time in her room, playing with her pussy. Using whatever she can to pleasure herself. Banana's, cucumber's, dildo's, hair brush handle and even the end of her TV remote.
She's into quite a few things. Her husband use to perform anal on her plenty of times. Whether it was with his cock, fingers or tongue. It definitely wasn't off limits. One thing she never thought about though, was feet. She took good care of hers, but never thought anything sexual about them. Not until last night, that is.
Last Night
Kristen had just gotten home from school and quickly went to her room to study. She was kind of a bookworm. Always wanting to do well and expanding her knowledge so she could become successful in life. She retrieved her history book from her bag and sat down on the bed. She was wearing a new pair of shoes that she had bought a few days ago and figured she could break them in at school. Bad idea since her feet were now killing her. She untied her laces and kicked them off, one foot at a time.