Charles had been working at the shoe store for a few years now, located in the mall, it seemed to attract mostly female cliental. He had never really considered himself to have a foot fetishist, but sometimes while he helped women find the right pair, he found himself aroused at the sight of their beautiful feet. One customer in particular came in every few weeks and seemed to always leave him more turned on when she was in the store than any other customer.
Olivia was in her mid-twenties and was beautiful in every way. It was always the same thing every time; she would come into the store looking for a brand-new pair of shoes and would always wait to be helped by him. She would normally spend twenty or thirty minutes having him help her try on pair after pair. She seemed to enjoy him kneeling before her, helping her try on multiple pairs of shoes. They only ever talked about the shoes and it mostly stayed professional, but lately they had developed a more friendly flirty repour with each other.
On one such visit, she walked in just as he was about to close the store for the night. He was the only one working and was ready to go home and relax. As he was about to pull down the metal gate over the door, he saw his favorite customer walking up.
“Oh shoot, are you about to close?” she asked him. “I tried to get here sooner; I knew I should have waited to go to the gym till after I came here.”
“Well yes, but for you I will let you shop as long as you want,” he said. “Just let me lock the door so no one else comes it, and then you will just have to exit out of the back of the store. Is that okay? I will let you shop as long as you desire!”
“Sound wonderful, thank you!” Olivia responded with a smile as she walked past him and into the store.
He pulled down the metal bars and locked the doors. As he dimmed the lights just a little, she began to walk around the store, looking at each pair like it was the first time. She enjoyed the attentiveness he gave her while she shopped, and every time she left, she felt like Anadolu Yakası Fetiş Escort it was a stress relief after trying on so many pairs of shoes. She also enjoyed the feeling of his warm hands on her feet as he helped her into each shoe.
He went into the back of the store and finished up a few things as she walked around the store. The floor to ceiling racks of shoes seemed to fill her with happiness. Charles made sure everything was ready for him to leave and then quickly made his way over to her as she had seated herself on a bench near the back of the store. A pile of a dozen shoe boxes sitting beside her. He knelt down in front of her and started to remove her sneakers.
“Sorry, I walked over today from my gym, might be a little sweaty, you don’t have to help me as much as normal if you don’t want to,” she said, normally she would never come like that, but she suspected that he was into such things.
“That’s okay, I don’t mind at all,” he said feeling a pinch of nervous sexual arousal shoot through his body as he pulled her right sneaker.
“I have mostly sandals to try on today, so it shouldn’t take too long,” she said. “I know you’re ready to go home.”
“Your fine, I don’t mind at all,” he said feeling like he had said that a little too enthusiastically.
The moist damp feeling of her socks in his hands made him have to readjust his kneeling position, trying to hide his growing erection. He could smell a musky sweaty aroma hitting his nose, and it all but cemented his arousal to her feet.
“Can I ask you something?” She asked, “and please don’t take offense!”
“Of course,” he said as he pulled both her socks off and held both of her bare feet in his hands. The aroma was stronger than normal, but he did not mind a bit. Her feet being as beautiful as they were. Even though she had come from the gym, he loved the feel of them like that, a little warm and damp.
“Do you like my feet?” She asked. “You know what I mean, you work in a shoe store, and you are Anadolu Yakası Gecelik Escort holding my sweaty feet in your hand, inches away from your face, you can tell me the truth, it’s okay!”
Taken a bit back by her boldness, but honestly feeling comfortable with her to tell her the truth. He wondered if she would kick him away or find it cute. But he was in lust mode and let his normal guards down.
“Yeah, actually I do, is that okay?” he said a little embarrassed as he felt his face turn red.
“I think it’s kind of hot actually,” she said as she wiggled her toes in his hands.
“Would you like me to massage them before we try on shoes?” he asked, wondering if she would let him. “I know you just came from the gym and they probably hurt a little.
“Oh yeeeessss, please do!” She responded. “I always hoped you would ya know!”
“Yeah, for you I would, anytime!” he said. “Let me make your feet feel wonderful!”
“Amazing, I can’t believe you love my feet so much,” she said. “Maybe I should come at closing time more often.”
“That would be awesome, I would be happy to massage your feet any day,” he responded.
“Be careful what you offer, I might take you up on that!” She said in a sexy tone.
She watched as he pulled her feet closer to his chest, feeling excited about her massage, and slightly amused as she saw a bulge in the crotch of his pants. She closed her eyes as his warm hands gently massaged each foot. He made sure every toe, every spot, and every inch of both her feet felt his soothing hands.
He saw her eyes closed and head leaned back as he massaged her soles and toes. He stealthily kept his face close as he took full advantage of smelling her beautiful toes. He knew he was erect as his cock struggled in his pants. He had always imagined doing something like this, with her, and now here he was getting what he wanted.
She could tell he was enjoying her feet, both the touch and the aroma. She could feel as he breathed on her feet, his Anadolu Yakası Genç Escort warm breath causing her to enjoy it even more. She didn’t want it to stop, and as she opened her eyes to take a peek, she saw his face was almost touching her feet.
Without even thinking, she muttered to him, “please kiss my feet!”
As she surprised herself with that statement, before she could even take it back, she saw and felt his lips on her feet. He had wasted no time at all, and as he kissed her heel, then on her arch, then each of her toes one at a time, she found herself getting turned on by his affections to her feet.
As his mouth felt her beautiful feet, his cock started to throb inside his pants. All he wanted to do was stop time, unzip his pants and pull his erection free. He began to suck on her toes, tasting her for the first time. All he wanted was to press her other foot into his throbbing cock. He felt himself going over the edge of desire and as he realized he had maybe gone too far; he pulled her toes out of his mouth and opened his eyes. He looked up at her and saw her gawking at her wide eyes as her foot came out of his mouth.
“Sorry, guess I got carried away,” he said as he felt his face blush bright red.
“I didn’t think you where that into my feet,” she said with an odd look on her face.
“Should I stop massaging your feet?” Charles asked her not wanting it to end but feeling like it was over.
“Hhmmm, I do need to get home, and I did want a new pair of sandals,” Olivia said in an intriguing tone. “Maybe we can pick this up the next time I visit, if you want!”
“Oh, I would love that so much, I will look forward to that every day!” he said.
As he settled down, they started to try on pair after pair of sandals. He bent down and kissed her feet each time he put a new pair on. By the time they had exhausted more than a dozen pairs, she finally decided that she didn’t want any pair and decided to leave. He slowly helped her put her socks back on, then putting each sneaker on her foot gently as he tied them on her feet.
As he stood up and started to put away all the boxes of sandals. She retreated to the back of the store and exited the mall. By the time he had finished cleaning the store, he left the store wondering if she would ever return to the store. He knew once he was home, he would dream all night about her feet.