foot fetish - waitress

 

foot fetish - waitress
It had been a long night and it was past 1pm when the tired waiter sat down on the couch. He sat behind the counter for hours. My legs hurt now. It was delightful to see her shoes off and her nylon legs painted a subtle red. I love the nylon legs. Especially when you're drenched in sweat. The smell of his feet turns me on and I want to crawl under his feet and press my face with his feet. Some people might think smelly feet are smelly, but I like smelly feet.

I sat on the bar stool, watching him rub his fingers, and I became anxious. I was nervous and my jeans were tight. He noticed my anxiety and my eyes lingered on his legs, moving them specifically to me, tilting my head and smiling. Here is my imagination:

The waitress said goodbye to me with a gesture I couldn't stand. Anyway, her sexy and feminine legs mesmerized me. He asked me to sit across from him, so I did. Then she spread her legs and placed her nylon legs on my knees. He didn't lack solidity underfoot, so he used the other one. I started massaging her feet with my hands, placing my thumbs on her soles and kneading each toe individually. It starts with the thumb and ends with the little finger. His legs were warm and fleshy and slightly damp and I could feel the light breeze from his feet all around me. She relaxed even more as I massaged her legs, laying back and closing my eyes. The sight of her shiny nylon socks on her painted toes turned me on even more. The waitress looked ordinary but had nice legs. I kept caressing her legs with my hands and pressed them on the bulge of her knees. This was very satisfying in a way as it raised my dead skin cells.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at me boldly, and raised a leg. He pushed it towards my face. I could definitely smell her feet now. My mouth went cold. Then his fingers touched my lips and his paw touched my nose. I held on to her legs and took a deep breath. beautiful! I smelled those sweet and spicy feet one more time and pushed my nose between her toes and slowly opened my mouth and licked the soles of her feet with my tongue. I couldn't take it anymore so I licked the whole leg, put my fingers in my mouth and sucked them greedily. My blood pressure went up and pretty much everything inside me ached… "I stayed all day because my legs hurt. excuse me I took off my shoes here. A tired waiter smiled at me and suddenly roused me from my reverie. He quickly started the pump again.

"are you feeling alright." I screamed, feeling my face turn red, put the beer money on the bar and quickly ran away like a schoolboy caught by his teacher.