UnderToe
01-11-2003, 5:50 AM
She was my friend's girlfriend. I knew that and kept reminding myself of that. Dave was working the boats in the marina which left Tracy and I to wander around in the strip center next to the marina. We passed by the ice cream store. Tracy loved ice cream and she also knew that I wanted her. As much as I tried to hide it, she knew. I think there was a chance that she wondered about me too. Neither of us would ever act on it - Dave was a good man and deserved our loyalty and respect. But, nature has its limits.
Tracy was medium tall with long brown hair. She had thin but athletic legs and wore tennis shoes without socks. Her eyes were round and brown and had a twinkle that could lite up a room. Her skin was milky but with a slight tan. When she would sunbathe, her skin looked like bronze through the glint of her sweat. I breathed deep, resisting thoughts about her and reminding myself that Dave deserved a better friend than I was thinking about being.
We both got a cone of chocolate and headed back out towards the marina. There was a little outdoor area with tables and chairs and palm trees that provided a little shade - relief from the scorching, mid-day sun. We grabbed a table and I noticed we were the only ones there. Watching Tracy lick her ice cream cone, watching her bronze skin reflect the sun, my eyes went from hers down to her legs and stopping at her ankles. Sensing my weakness, I think she finally decided to test the water herself.
"My feet are so hot in these shoes!"
Without hesitating even for a millisecond, I got out of my chair, turned her chair around and sat at her feet.
"What are you doing?" She asked but her sly smile told me that she knew.
I asked her to hold my cone while I gently untied her shoelaces and removed her shoes.
"THERE!" I said. "Let's cool them off!" She held her legs straight out and with a big smile of relief, she waved them up and down with toes extended to get some summer air to coold them off. Her toes were waving up and down in front of my face with about 2 inches to spare! She had been wearing those shoes all morning and her feet had worked up a pretty good smell. But god, I loved every whiff of her feet as she teased me unmercifully by waving them in front of my face. Her feet were milky white with perfect toes and crimson nail polish.
I stayed kneeling at her feet and asked for my cone back. I looked into her eyes but felt her warm feet on my legs where she rested them. I held the cone above her feet and let the chocolate ice cream drip onto her feet and run down between her toes.
She smiled at me knowing what was coming next.
"How am I going to get all that ice cream off of my feet?" She asked innocently.
I put my cone down and from my kneeling position, I took her left foot into my hands and raised her toes to my lips. I gently and slowly licked the top of her foot. I wasn't even interested in the chocolate, I was getting lost in smelling, touching, holding and using my mouth to please the beautiful feet of this woman I was worshipping. I continued licking her toes and separated each pair and licked between. I would blow between her toes to cool her feet before moving down her gorgeous foot to the next pair of toes. I rested her newly clean foot on my left shoulder further serving as her footrest.
I lifted her right foot and placed it over my face kissing her inside of her arch, the balls of her feet and lastly her heel. I licked the space between the balls of her feet and her toes and would lick up through to between her toes. I finished by placing her right foot on my right shoulder and looked up into her eyes like the most devout slave would look into his mistress' eyes. I picked up her shoes, placed my face into the shoe and breathed deep her female aroma. The smell served to remind me that It is a pleasure to suffer whatever humiliation came with worshipping this gorgeous woman.
I put her shoes back on, retied the laces, knelt down and kissed each foot as she stood over me. We continued towards the Marina and worked our way to Dave's boat. Dave came out, looked right at me and with a big grin, asked:
"So, how was it?"
"How was what?" I asked nervously.
Tracy chimed in:
"It was wonderful!" My feet feel wonderful!
I stood there with my mouth hanging.
Dave looked at me and said:
"Don't worry - y'all can do that anytime she wants to. She's been after me to do her feet forever but that ain't for me."
Tracy chimed in again.
"You know, Nancy doesn't have a boyfriend and I know she loves having her feet pampered."
"Y'all ready to go sailing?" Dave asked. We hopped on board, opened the cooler, popped three cool ones and headed out to sea! Tracy picked up her cell and started dialing.
"Nancy? This is Tracy... Ohhh not too much, we're heading out now.... Hey, you remember David, right?....[Tracy grins]... Yeah, trust me, he's good at that. Very good."
"Nancy wants to meet you, David."
Nancy, I thought. My god, Nancy is even more beautiful than Tracy!
"Hand me a beer!"
Tracy was medium tall with long brown hair. She had thin but athletic legs and wore tennis shoes without socks. Her eyes were round and brown and had a twinkle that could lite up a room. Her skin was milky but with a slight tan. When she would sunbathe, her skin looked like bronze through the glint of her sweat. I breathed deep, resisting thoughts about her and reminding myself that Dave deserved a better friend than I was thinking about being.
We both got a cone of chocolate and headed back out towards the marina. There was a little outdoor area with tables and chairs and palm trees that provided a little shade - relief from the scorching, mid-day sun. We grabbed a table and I noticed we were the only ones there. Watching Tracy lick her ice cream cone, watching her bronze skin reflect the sun, my eyes went from hers down to her legs and stopping at her ankles. Sensing my weakness, I think she finally decided to test the water herself.
"My feet are so hot in these shoes!"
Without hesitating even for a millisecond, I got out of my chair, turned her chair around and sat at her feet.
"What are you doing?" She asked but her sly smile told me that she knew.
I asked her to hold my cone while I gently untied her shoelaces and removed her shoes.
"THERE!" I said. "Let's cool them off!" She held her legs straight out and with a big smile of relief, she waved them up and down with toes extended to get some summer air to coold them off. Her toes were waving up and down in front of my face with about 2 inches to spare! She had been wearing those shoes all morning and her feet had worked up a pretty good smell. But god, I loved every whiff of her feet as she teased me unmercifully by waving them in front of my face. Her feet were milky white with perfect toes and crimson nail polish.
I stayed kneeling at her feet and asked for my cone back. I looked into her eyes but felt her warm feet on my legs where she rested them. I held the cone above her feet and let the chocolate ice cream drip onto her feet and run down between her toes.
She smiled at me knowing what was coming next.
"How am I going to get all that ice cream off of my feet?" She asked innocently.
I put my cone down and from my kneeling position, I took her left foot into my hands and raised her toes to my lips. I gently and slowly licked the top of her foot. I wasn't even interested in the chocolate, I was getting lost in smelling, touching, holding and using my mouth to please the beautiful feet of this woman I was worshipping. I continued licking her toes and separated each pair and licked between. I would blow between her toes to cool her feet before moving down her gorgeous foot to the next pair of toes. I rested her newly clean foot on my left shoulder further serving as her footrest.
I lifted her right foot and placed it over my face kissing her inside of her arch, the balls of her feet and lastly her heel. I licked the space between the balls of her feet and her toes and would lick up through to between her toes. I finished by placing her right foot on my right shoulder and looked up into her eyes like the most devout slave would look into his mistress' eyes. I picked up her shoes, placed my face into the shoe and breathed deep her female aroma. The smell served to remind me that It is a pleasure to suffer whatever humiliation came with worshipping this gorgeous woman.
I put her shoes back on, retied the laces, knelt down and kissed each foot as she stood over me. We continued towards the Marina and worked our way to Dave's boat. Dave came out, looked right at me and with a big grin, asked:
"So, how was it?"
"How was what?" I asked nervously.
Tracy chimed in:
"It was wonderful!" My feet feel wonderful!
I stood there with my mouth hanging.
Dave looked at me and said:
"Don't worry - y'all can do that anytime she wants to. She's been after me to do her feet forever but that ain't for me."
Tracy chimed in again.
"You know, Nancy doesn't have a boyfriend and I know she loves having her feet pampered."
"Y'all ready to go sailing?" Dave asked. We hopped on board, opened the cooler, popped three cool ones and headed out to sea! Tracy picked up her cell and started dialing.
"Nancy? This is Tracy... Ohhh not too much, we're heading out now.... Hey, you remember David, right?....[Tracy grins]... Yeah, trust me, he's good at that. Very good."
"Nancy wants to meet you, David."
Nancy, I thought. My god, Nancy is even more beautiful than Tracy!
"Hand me a beer!"