I was running some errands on the other side of town one afternoon when I decided to pick up a few items at a grocery store.Walking by the aisles looking for specific items, I noticed a shapely woman halfway down an aisle. She was wearing a thick wool sweater, jeans and Dr. Scholl's type sandals. Although her back was turned to me, I saw her lovely feet and more specifically her perfectly pedicured toes.

She seemed familiar, but what really caught my attention was that she was wearing sandals like myself when it was quite cold outside. Me? Well, I am barefoot or in sandals until there is snow on the ground. (See Men's Feet story) Rarely do I see women still wearing sandals at this time of year. My first impression was that she rather enjoyed showing her fashion model-type feet.

I continued looking for my items when I stopped and knelt down looking at pudding cups on a bottom shelf. taking my time to choose which flavours I wanted for the week, I noticed from the corner of my eye those gorgeous feet coming my way. Staring as they approached, I found them quite stunning. They were strong, yet soft with exquisite toes! They stopped just beside me.

"Well, hello runner!" She said.

I looked up and suddenly became aware of who she was. She was the lady runner who saved my manhood and who gave me a thrill of a lifetime on that cold blustery winter day. (See Penis Massage story) "Hi." I quickly said to her as I stood up. She gave me a gentle hug. I asked, "I haven't seen you running for quite a while." She told me that the dentist for whom she works has moved so she runs elsewhere now. As she talked I could not help but to think to myself, "God, it's good to see her!"

We finished getting our groceries together and finished our chat outside. She asked what I was doing in this neck of th woods. I found out that she lived nearby. She followed me to my truck as we continued talking. I guess we had been talking about 20 minutes or so. She said that she was getting cold. I offered to drive her home but she declined. She did ask if she could warm up inthe truck before she walked home. I told her to hop in as I opened the passenger door. Again I offered to drive her home but she quickly replied, "No!. That's fine."

I started the engine to get some heat going. She quickly slipped her sandlas off and swung her feet onto my lap, resting her back up against the door. She asked if I could warm her feet. She winked and said, "I think you know how." My heart stopped. I could not believe that just like that, I had these gorgeous feet right in front of me to touch and admire. I started rubbing her cold feet with my hands as she continued talking.

After a few minutes the heater was still churning cold air. I offered to put her feet under my sweater. As I unzipped my jacket, she told me to sit up against the door so that she could put her feet right up against my chest. I slipped off my sandals and swung my legs around hers. I placed her feet against my chest and slowly rubbed them over my sweater. She smiled, closed her eyes and gently moaned.

By now I was super excited. I told her that I was hungry, hoping that she would let me lick and suck her toes. She asked, "What do you have in your grocery bag?" When I mentioned the pudding cups she stopped me and asked, "Why don't you have one?"

I looked at her and replied, "No spoon."

She pulled out a foot. Raising it to my mouth and spreading her fantastic toes she asked, "Why don't you use my toes?" I grabbed a pudding cup, chocolate of course, and opened it. Remembering where I was, I glanced out the windshield. I was parked in the second to the last row and there were no other cars nearby. Holding the pudding cup upside down above her toes, I gently descended the cup over each toe leaving mounds of chocolate pudding on, around and in between her toes. It looked delicious!

Holding her foot up by the ankle, I began licking and sucking, simply eating her toes! Now and then I would run my tongue down her soles to catch the drippings. It was fantastic! She loved it. She was wiggling and spreading her toes helping my tongue to cover every inch for the pudding. She pulled out the other foot and asked, "Still hungry?" I started all over again, this time using her big toe to scrape all of the pudding out of the cup.

As I was eating her toes, she grabbed my feet and moved them up close to her breasts. She started fondling my feet, occasionally kissing my big toes. That was it! I was ready to explode! I puled out my penis through my pant zipper. She put her feet, one of them still partly covered with pudding, around my penis and played with it. As she was sucking my big toe, I exploded all over her toes and the pudding. When I was done, she brought her foot to her mouth and ate the remaining pudding and the cum from her toes. I just sat there completely amazed, watching her lick every drop of pudding and cum from her foot. I could not stop thinking, "She's gorgeous and sexy! She's got fantastic feet! She loves feet! She's perfect!"

She slipped her feet back into her sandals. She suddenly stretched her body across the seat and kissed my penis. She grabbed her grocery bag, opened the door and said, "Thanks. Until next time." I just sat there and watched her walk away.

Ladies, do you want to share stories and talk feet? You can reach me at:
Pje33@sympatico.ca. Or contact me at the following address:

PJE
PO Box 47072
Gloucester, Ontario
Canada K1B 5BO

Sincerely, PJE.