After discovering my coworker’s secret fetish, I find our Fridays at work interesting. Will more come from it? Find out in part two of Fetish Fridays- A Phone Sex Fetish Tale- Part Two

Fetish Fridays- A Phone Sex Fetish Tale- Part Two

All through the week, I make extra efforts to put my feet out and show them off when Anderson walks by. A smile or wink from me makes him put his head down and keep walking. I tease him all through the week. He always stays late on Fridays to get caught up before Monday so he doesn’t have to come in over the weekend.

It was close to 5:30 and everyone had gone when I call Anderson’s extension.

“Anderson, my feet are hurting, could you please come out here and take care of them for me while I work?” I demand. As he comes strolling out, not believing my request, I continue, “There you are. I need you to get under my desk and massage my feet while I get some things caught up. Come on now, I don’t have all evening, get down on your knees over here.”

“Are you messing with me?”

You can tell he was so eager but wanted to play it off like he doesn’t want to do it. He slowly kneels in front of my desk when I shrug, point to my nylon-covered foot, and wiggle my toes, “Don’t be upset if that little cramped space smells like musky feet. Scoot back in there so I can have some room.”

“Umm ok”

Anderson slides back under my desk and after I roll my chair forward, he takes my feet in his hands. Anderson is massaging both of them, which feels nice. He knows to use his thumbs on my arches and just under my toes. I can hear little moans coming from him, in in-between my “Ahhhs.”

“How can you stand it down there?”

“There isn’t much fresh air down there. Aren’t you gonna kiss and smell them? My cute feet need your love. You need to take care of that for me.” I say with a smile. “Oh my god, this must be what heaven is like,” mumbles Anderson as he starts kissing the bottoms of my feet while inhaling deeply. He alternates between each foot while massaging, kissing, and smelling them. 

Wiggling my toes and pressing them into his face,

I continue my teasing by asking things like, “Can you smell that sweet musky scent? Isn’t it wonderful? Do you like my toes, Anderson? Do you like purple nail polish? Why don’t you kiss each one of them.” It was all Anderson could do to answer my questions in between each kiss. He would have kept this up for hours but seeing him in that blissful state started making me a little horny and I need more. “Why don’t you take your pants off and jerk off on them,” I seductively suggested.

“What? What if someone came in?”

 Anderson asked, pretending to be apprehensive. With tongue in cheek, I pretend to be upset, “Oh, I see, you can jack off in your office to my shoes but when you have the real thing in front of you, it’s not good enough. Ok then, just come on out of there.” Anderson quickly moves so he can start unbuckling his pants,

“Oh no, wait please.”

He says quickly as he pulls his cock out. His cock is hard as a rock and has a stream of precum hanging off the end from all the arousal. He begins stroking it with one hand and holding my feet up to his face with the other. His hand beat his meat faster and faster while he inhaled and smooched.

“Don’t you cum on my floor?”

I tell him with a grin, “I want you to shoot your sexy spunk all over my cute feet. Worship them, baby. You can do it. Tell me when!” Anderson was beginning to tremble, so I knew he was getting close when he desperately yelled, “Here it comes, Trace! Put ’em down here!” I lower my nylon-clad feet just in time to hear Anderson below,

“Aauugghhh, yea! Oh!”

His first shot missed my feet entirely as it launched and landed on my knee, then with a quick repositioning of his ejaculating cock, he spews his backed-up seed all over the top of my feet and toes. Anderson is twitching and grunting like a bull. When he finally stops cumming, I have such a huge warm puddle on my feet and toes that I could already feel it absorbing into the nylon, making it wet.

“You need to hurry and get something to clean this up,” I order him. Knowing this was going to become a Friday routine for us. 

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