Straight Male / 31
I work in an insurance claims office. There are eight of us, three gals and four guys mostly in our late twenties and early thirties, except an older lady (Edna) who's been there for years. On Friday after a long week,we usually go to a neighborhood bar and have a few drinks.
Edna, being older and quite shy, never joined us, except for one particular afternoon. She said she just wanted to see what us younger people did on Fridays. That afternoon, we stayed a little too long and got a little drunk. We were all teasing one another about being single.Somehow I mentioned having a foot fetish. The galls has a good laugh any guys have me crap.
Edna only had a couple glasses of wine, but listened and laughed at our escapades. We all bid goodnight and went on to the rest of our weekends.
Monday, I noticed a subtle change in Edna. Our desks are across from one another and I noticed she kept her shoes dangling from one foot and then the other. For some reason I never noticed how attractive her feet were. As the week went on, she wore sandals, open toes heels and began showing more and more of her beautiful tiny feet. When Friday came along, she asked if she could join us again. Of coarse we said yes.
When it got time to leave, she saked if I would have 'just one more' with her. We sat across from each other a talked up a storm. In the meantime, she rested her feet on my lap. Looking down, I became aroused and offered her a foot rub. I was in heaven. Here was the young guy running the feet of a sixty year old lady. Out if the blue she asked me if I would like to join her at her house where she could be more comfortable and I could continue admiring those pretty peds.
To make a long story short, I ended up worshiping Edna's feet and toes most of the evening. She just leaned back on the couch and allowed me the pleasure of kissing, sucking and licking her toes and feet.
Well, it's been about ten weeks and our Friday routine is drinks with our co-workers followed by me worshiping her feet and toes.
I'll add to my story as things progress. All I can say is "Edna, you have the most beautiful feet and toes" I have ever seen.
Edna, being older and quite shy, never joined us, except for one particular afternoon. She said she just wanted to see what us younger people did on Fridays. That afternoon, we stayed a little too long and got a little drunk. We were all teasing one another about being single.Somehow I mentioned having a foot fetish. The galls has a good laugh any guys have me crap.
Edna only had a couple glasses of wine, but listened and laughed at our escapades. We all bid goodnight and went on to the rest of our weekends.
Monday, I noticed a subtle change in Edna. Our desks are across from one another and I noticed she kept her shoes dangling from one foot and then the other. For some reason I never noticed how attractive her feet were. As the week went on, she wore sandals, open toes heels and began showing more and more of her beautiful tiny feet. When Friday came along, she asked if she could join us again. Of coarse we said yes.
When it got time to leave, she saked if I would have 'just one more' with her. We sat across from each other a talked up a storm. In the meantime, she rested her feet on my lap. Looking down, I became aroused and offered her a foot rub. I was in heaven. Here was the young guy running the feet of a sixty year old lady. Out if the blue she asked me if I would like to join her at her house where she could be more comfortable and I could continue admiring those pretty peds.
To make a long story short, I ended up worshiping Edna's feet and toes most of the evening. She just leaned back on the couch and allowed me the pleasure of kissing, sucking and licking her toes and feet.
Well, it's been about ten weeks and our Friday routine is drinks with our co-workers followed by me worshiping her feet and toes.
I'll add to my story as things progress. All I can say is "Edna, you have the most beautiful feet and toes" I have ever seen.
