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The Young Woman In The Park
Published on Friday, November 23, 2007
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When I first saw Cindi in the park, what first caught my eye were her equisitely wrinkled soles, which were face up, and in full view. She was lying face down on a large blanket, and reading a book. Even though I had run through that section of the park many times, I had never seen Cindi there. Those sexy soles of hers were a welcome sight.

I slowed my pace to a walk, and then stopped a few feet away from her soles, pretending to tie one of my shoes. She looked up at me, and seemed a bit nervous. I offered her an apology. "Sorry. I didn't mean to stop right here. I just needed to tie my shoe."

Her demeanor changed from one of nervousness to one of relief. "That's okay," she said with a smile on her face.

"I have a confession to make," I blurted out. "I actually stopped to tie my shoe because the soles of your feet caught my attention."

"Ah, you must have a foot fetish," she said matter-of-factly, as if we were just having a regular conversation.

I decided to come clean. This young woman who was probably half my age seemed to appreciate honesty, and I guess I looked normal enough to her. Besides, she seemed genuinely intigued.

"I do," I replied. "I hope you don't mind that I stopped."

"So I guess you want to do something with my feet," she quipped.

"Wow! I don't know how to answer that," I replied. "I didn't expect you to say anything to me."

"So you were just going to look at my feet, and then take off without saying a word?" She asked. She seemed more curious than annoyed.

"Well, I wouldn't have wanted to bother you since you're reading a book," I told her. "Otherwise I probably would have said something."

"So what would you have said," she asked as she rolled over onto her side.

Her toes were amazing as well. Her toenails were sporting an apple red polish, and her toes were in perfect shape.

"Wow! You have great feet."

"You would have just come out and said that I have great feet?" She asked,

"No, I said that just now because I noticed how nice your pedicure is, and how perfectly your toes are shaped," I stammered. Then I corrected myself by adding, "I meant, I wouldn't have told you that right up front. I probably would have simply greeted you, and asked you if you come to this park a lot."

"Oh, okay. By the way, thanks for noticing my pedicure. I like to take care of my feet."

"Well, it shows. They're fantastic," I replied back.

"Yeah, coming from you, a foot fetish guy," she replied back with some sarcasm.

"No, seriously. Forget that I have a foot fetish. Your feet truly are remarkable," I explained to her, and they were.

"Thanks," she said with a smile on her face. "I'm just giving you a hard time."

"Oh, good. I thought you might be a little upset that I stopped to take a look at your feet."

"Well, you have to admit that it's a bit odd, but no, I'm not upset at all." Then she added rather coyly, "So is this the part where you offer me a foot massage?"

"I would love to give you a foot massage. Would you like one?" I asked. "By the way, my name is John."

"Mine is Cindi," she replied as she looked at her watch. "I have some time if you want to massage my feet."

"That would be great," I  told her.

"Here," she said as she handed me a bottle of lotion. "This is what I use to keep my feet soft. Should I be face up, or face down?" She asked.

"Either way," I told her. "But face down would be the best way for me to give you a really good foot massage. Can you be comfortable lying face down?"

"Sure," she answered back, "as long as you won't be offended if I fall alseep on you. I'm awfully tired, and can use a nap."

"Perfect," I replied. "Just lay down, close your eyes, and fall asleep if you want."

"Thanks," she answered with a knowing smile on her face.

I could hardly believe my dumb luck. I had stopped to view the feet of many women who were in the park over the years, but I had only rarely stopped to chat with any of them. It was usually too awkward. A few had accepted my offer to massage their feet, when I felt it was appropriate to ask, but none were ever as laid back, or comfortably accepting of my offers to give them a foot massage. Cindi was an exception.

Cindi's feet looked soft, but they were even softer when I touched them. I loved how her soles wrinkled. I would have loved to have done all kinds of naughty things to her feet, as much as I could in a public park, but for the most part I gave her a simple foot massage. I made a point to give her what I hoped would be the best foot massage that she had ever had. As it turned out, she told me later on that it was the best foot massage she had ever had.

After giving Cindi a really great foot massage, and a long one at that, I began to explore every wrinkle of each one of her soles, which were still laid upon my lap. I lightly tickled her soles to test how ticklish she was. I could tell that she was very ticklish, so I kept my tickling soft, and erotic rather than hard. I figured that I could give her a hard tickling at some future date if she enjoyed what I did that first time. She told me later on that she loved having her feet tickled the way I had done it; that it was quite a turn-on for her, which made me very happy.

After that first foot massage, she made a point to spend as much time as she could in that park for her foot massage sessions. At some point she started spending time at my house near the park, which lead to some really naughty foot fetish sessions.

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