Foot fetish story about Debbie - part 1
It was a warm, summer afternoon. Jackie and I had been hanging around the house all day and I had just given her a foot rub as I did very often. I was looking forward to the afternoon as I knew that Jackie’s friend, Debbie, was about to come over and visit for a while. Jackie knew I had a thing for Debbie’s feet and liked to watch them do their weekly pedicures. Just after noon, Debbie arrived. 5′10 and with stunning good looks, her blonde hair and blue eyes really shined with her perfect tan. Debbie was wearing short white shorts with a red, short sleeve blouse. On her feet were matching slip on sandals that showed off her perfect feet.
Jackie and Debbie sat down and Debbie slipped her shoes off. “I smell Peppermint.” Debbie said. “Yes.” Jackie replied, Greg just gave me a wonderful foot massage with the lotion.” The comment made me flush and I felt some embarrassment, but I let it go.
“I am sure he wouldn’t mind giving you a foot massage, Debbie.” Jackie said as I felt the swelling in my loins. They must be kidding, I thought.
“Oh, that would be nice.” Debbie said. “You don’t mind if he does that?” Debbie asked Jackie.
“Not at all.” Jackie said. “I told you he has a thing for feet.” Surprisingly, I didn’t know what to do. Here I was, presented with the perfect opportunity to touch the feet of this goddess, and I was frozen with fear!
“You’re serious?” Is all I could muster the courage to say, as the lump in my throat matched the one in my pants.
“Yes, I am.” Jackie said. “It’s OK. I don’t mind.”
“OK.” I said. And with that I sat between them as Debbie placed her feet in my lap. I was careful not to let her feet touch my crotch as I was not sure how she would react if she felt that I was hard. So, I took the Peppermint lotion and massaged her feet, taking the time to rub each of her perfect, long toes and her soft, sexy arches. I rubbed her calfs as she moaned and said how good it felt. I did this for about ten minutes as my hands were shaking and my legs were weak. I felt the wetness of my own pre-cum in my pants as Debbie wiggled her toes. One foot resting on my thigh while I massaged the other.
“You are very good at this.” Said Debbie.
Jackie replied for me, “I told you he has a foot thing and loves to do this. I reward him well for doing it for me. I’ll make sure he gets his reward for taking care of you.”
“That sounds like fun.” Debbie said. “Guess we’d better do our nails now since I have to meet someone later. I want to make sure my feet look nice for him just like you always say Jackie.”
Debbie looked at me and asked, “Guys look at feet, don’t they Greg?”
“Yes, I guess so.” I replied weakly
“OK then. Just checking.” She said with a wink. With that, Jackie and Debbie gave themselves a hot pedicure, finished with a sexy red polish. When they finished, Debbie held her foot out and pointed her toes at me and asked if I liked the color.
“Of course.” I replied. “Red is sexy.”
“Good.” Debbie replied. “I hope he likes it. Thanks for the foot massage, Greg. Maybe I can get another one some other time?”
“Sure.” I replied
“Make sure you ‘Thank’ Greg for me Jackie!” Debbie laughed as she slipped her sandals on and walked out the door.
“Well?” Jackie turned to me and asked “What did you think?”
I didn’t know how to reply, I just sat there, still hard from the experience, the thought of Debbie’s bare feet in my hands.
“Well, you heard Debbie. I need to make sure you are ‘Thanked’ for the massage. Let’s go to the basement so I can do that.” Jackie said.
With that, we headed down to the basement, the site of many incredible foot jobs. I dutifully took my clothes off as directed by Jackie, and sat on cushions she had placed on the floor for me, with my legs under the sofa. Jackie sat above me and was about ready to touch me when she said, “Damn. I left the lotion upstairs.” Jackie always used lotion when giving foot jobs as it made things nice and slippery. “Sit here for me and think of my toes on you.” She continued, “I’ll be right back with the lotion.”
Jackie ran upstairs and shouted down, “I’ll be right there.”