Susan's Feet, Part 1
(Published on Sunday, August 17, 2003)
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In January I submitted a story about my old girlfriend Denise, and her feet (Denise's Feet). In that story I talked about a co-worker of mine that I was dating when I first started seeing Denise.

Susan was one of the managers in my office. She was married at the time I started work there. She had married quite young, and didn't really seem committed to staying monogamous. I was new in the business and it is a very high pressure, competitve business at that. I was quite dependent on her to help me out at first, and she was attracted to me, so she went out of her way to help me. We spend quite a bit of time together.

I wasn't terribly attracted to her, in fact I was much more attracted to my secretary and another woman in my office. I actually wound up sleeping with my secretary, but I hid that from Susan because I figured she would get jealous and perhaps not help me out. Susan began coming to my apartment from time to time, and eventually I slept with her. I wasn't overly crazy about sex with her, but I figured it kept her happy and things went smoothly at work. My secretary left a few months later and our relationship ended as well, so I came to enjoy my times with Susan, although it wasn't the ultimate relationship for me.

Up until this time I had dabbled in my foot fetish with two other women before. It consisted of me kissing their feet and sucking their toes, and they both seemed okay with it. It had been a couple of years since I had engaged in that type of activity, and I figured it would probably never be more than an occasional hit and miss proposition in the future. I wasn't exactly comfortable bringing it up with women, so I found satisfaction other ways, although my fantasies usually involved kissing a woman's feet.

Nearly two years after I started sleeping with Susan on occassion, we had agreed to meet at my apartment after work. Now I was getting comfortable with her, and I knew she really cared about me, so I figured on the way to my place that on this day I was going to kiss her feet while we were in bed. So, while she was giving me a blow jab I manuvered my way around so that I could reach her feet. I took them in my hands and started kissing them. It was obvious that she wasn't realizing that I was turned on by that. She kept on sucking on me, but her feet tensed up, and she curled her toes back as if she thought I might find her feet offensive. I just kept on kissing and looking at her feet, and while it was somewhat awkward,  I did soon come. We fooled around for another hour or so after that. Afterwards we laid there in bed and talked, but she never said a word about it.

That weekend I went to her house to see her, and soon we were naked. Again, while she was giving me a blow job, I took her feet in my hands and started kissing them. She hadn't planned for it obviously because her nail polish was quite chipped. It was late in the evening, and she had been in her shoes and socks all day, so her feet smelled quite strong, but not bad by any means. Again she tensed up, and she even tried to reposition herself so that her feet would be away from my face, but I kept turning with her so that I could have them. I had decided that while I was uncomfortable saying anything about it, I would just keep doing it until she got the picture. Afterwards she again said nothing about it.

The next weekend I went to her house, and repeated the routine. She now had fresh pink nail polish on. She was more relaxed this time. As I was getting ready to leave she said something general about her feet, although not sexual and not about what had been happening, but it left me with the impression that she was beginning to see where I was coming from.

That week it changed. We were having phone sex one night and while she was talking to me I asked her if I could have her feet, without skipping a beat she said, "Yes" and continued on. She didn't start talking about her feet, so a few minutes later I asked her to tell me about her feet, and finally she started talking about them to me. Over and over she told me to kiss her feet. I responded in such a way as to leave little doubt that she was saying what I wanted to hear. I had a huge orgasm. Afterwords I thanked her, so that she wouldn't just make that a one time event.

The next time we were together was awesome. Now there was no awkward fumbling, or tensed up feet on her part. Without me having to even say a word, she laid on her stomach while she was giving me a blow job, with her knees bent and her feet moving back and forth. After a minute or so, she turned on her side and moved her feet up to my face all the while sucking on me. Now that we were both on the same page, I took her feet and began kissing them with abandon. I came within moments. It was so awesome. We repeated this over and over.

I'll submit another story soon to follow up on this, and what happened with Susan and her feet.