Red Toes Under The Table At Denny's
Published on Monday, September 18, 2006
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I have dated many girls in my day, but I am very careful about exposing my foot fetish right away. I was dating a girl named Kim who was actually a massage therapist. We had only been hanging out for a week, but we were hanging out all the time as the early chemistry was good.

One rainy Sunday, we decided to go to Denny's to eat. She was wearing cute sandals, and her toes were painted crimson red. I had yet to even mention feet at all. However, not too long after we got there, she put her sandaled feet on the seat next to me. I figured that this was my chance as we were getting along pretty well.

I said something cheezy like, "Give me those tootsies," but she asked that I leave her sandals on. I dug my fingers into the open toe part of her shoes, and she started flexing her toes back and forth. She seemed oblivious to it... she did not ask me to stop, but never said anything about it. I continued to play with her toes until the meal came. She left her feet in my lap, and we ate.

The whole time we were engaged in conversation that had nothing to do with feet. However, I had a one track mind. After we finished up, I grabbed her toes, and played with them again. She finally acknowledged it, and said that it felt good. She mentioned relexology, and I asked her to teach me.

I flat out told her that I thought her feet were adorable. It came out normal, and not "freaky." She did not like feet particularly herself, but she taught me as much as she knew. She rarely wore socks, and throughout the relationship (it only lasted a month, as she cheated on me with her ex), I did a lot of foot rubbing.

I read a lot of stories on this site that deal with licking toes, and smelling, and all of that. That just does not happen to be my deal. I just like touching and rubbing cute feet. Out of all my girlfriends or dates, that one was the easiest. She had cute little feet, maybe a size five, and always had her toenails painted. It was a nice month. I am writing memory lane stories tonight, as I have insomnia, and can't sleep. I hope you enjoyed the story!!