Sometimes you find your fetish. Sometimes the foot fetish finds you, I’m no stranger to fetishes, even the infamous foot fetish. I’m the first one to admit that I’m a slut. I get wet at the drop of a hat. But there are some times when I think to myself, “Really, Willow? You had to get turned on here?” Now? Well, one of those times was this weekend, at a nail salon. To be honest, I love pampering myself and getting my nails done so my fingers and toes look as beautiful as possible. My appointment was early Saturday morning, I always pay extra to get in before they open, Upon entering the salon I was greeted by Tina her blonde hair glistened in the morning sun coming through the window. She greeted me with a smile. Then, she led me to her station. 

Taking my place in the comfy leather chair she removed my flip flops from my small cute feet, placing them in the warm water, soaking my feet while I looked at my phone. My feet deserved to be pampered after walking around in heels all week. After my feet had soaked, Tina came back, I noticed her slender figure and small perky breast. She carried oils and lotion. Slowly, she removed my feet one by one drying them with a soft towel, taking them in her delicate hands, rolling them around, and massaging my greater foot with oil. Her delicate hands rubbed lotion everywhere: the heel of my foot, my arch, in between my toes. Without knowing it, she’d tickled me and it felt so profoundly intimate for her to work on my toes in such a manner.

Then my pussy kicked in. Hello, it said. We like this. I had no idea that I had a foot fetish.

 Clearly, Tina didn’t notice as  I blushed furiously. Honestly, I hadn’t expected to feel so good during a routine pedicure, but Tina had something special. Obviously, fearing how long this would go, I tried to fight the feeling. “Feel good?” she said with a smile. Tina was gorgeous I stared into her hazel-colored eyes, silently, afraid my voice would reveal my desire, nodding my approval, she continued her work with a skill few have. Of course, every time her fingers pushed into the sole of my foot it made my pussy throb. Tina pushed and prodded my feet, digging into the soft balls of my feet. Knuckles enclosed around my toes and popped them in a strange chiropractic manner. The lotion felt like spit on my feet. 

So, I dreamed of her sucking my toes making me even wetter, trying to be cool so she wouldn’t notice. Seriously, I tried not to adjust myself, knowing I would be leaving a huge wet spot on the leather chair. Images of our naked bodies intertwined danced through my head. Staring down at her beauty servicing my feet desire building. First, she trimmed and filed my nails. the heat grew as I watched her pamper my little feet, the site of her at my feet serving my feet and toes moving me to the edge.

Willow

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