Mike
02-28-2009, 07:01 AM
Its not written by me :)
Found it once upon a time
It was another hard day of work. Being Friday, nearly everyone in my department had left. Actually, only me, and my boss, Julie, were left. The only reason I was still there, to be honest, is because I really like her. She's perfect! Yes, all guys say that; guilty as charged! She's a small person, I don't know, I just like short girls. She also has curly, shoulder-lenght, brown hair. That's also a plus, as I like my girls to have hair that at least reaches their shoulders. Then, there's my favorite part of her, the part that I keep strictly to myself; her pefrectly tiny, perfectly shaped feet! I'd swear that she was teasing the Hell outa me, because she almost always wore some form of sandals! Sometimes, they wouldn't show much of her feet. At othertimes, I must have died and been sent to Heaven! For most of the year, she didn't wear any nail polish, and to be honest, I'm glad she didn't. It's just something about a girl's feet being totally, 100%, naked, that drives me outa my skin! We were pretty close, but nothing really happened. She was already in a relationship, and I'm sorta from the old school, so to say. Thus, I didn't ask her out, although if you didn't know us, you'd think we were. I was pretty devoted to her. Now that I don't see her, as we've all gone to different jobs, I think the idea and perfection of her feet is what kept us together! I suppose my honesty with her, and my dependability made me ideal to her. I also like the fact that she was just a few years older than me, so that she actually treated me as an equal, and not some "stupid college kid who doesn't know shit!" Ok! Now, if you didn't fall asleep through all of that rambling, didn't leave, or if you just decided to scroll down to the good stuff, here you go! Don't expect anything too hardcore, at least not yet! The legs of her desk screached along the floor. She had to move her stuff into her new office, which I said was about time to get! (Note, rememeber, it can't hurt to kiss up to the boss!). Being the only guy, guess who helped move! It also gave us a chance to talk about how she recently broke up with her boyfriend. She sat at her desk, glad that it was finally all over. She told me about how hard the work was. I collapsed into a chair next to her, too tired to tell her that I did most of the work! I then began to casually look over her. She was as fine as ever! I admired the light pink button shirt of hers, taking a few moments to look at her small chest. Hey, I'm a guy! It's in our nature, so stow it! I then let my vision slowly glide down her body, breifly taking a rest on her stomach, before I take a longer break, zooming in between her legs! When I start again, I glided down her legs, and notice how her ankles are just a tad under the ends of her blue jeans, and how her white socks cover them, sexily. I then take in all of the details I can about her 10s (that tennis shoes, not a size 10!). I notice the pink and purple stripes that go down the side, and imagine how I'd love to glide down them, bit by bit. I can see myself lightly undoing the laces, until they're all the way out of her shoes! "You're staring at my feet!?" I nearly fall out of my seat, shocked and red as blood. Busted! "You do like my feet, don't you? I would often wonder why, whenever you would see me, you'd always look down at where I was standing. I just thought you were being you. I never thought of it, until I saw a few sites...come on!" "Huh? What?" "Let's try it!" I was completely helpless. I couldn't bring myself to move, until her hand touched me! She lead me to her seat, and then set me on the floor, or rather, she guided, and I followed. There I was, down at her feet. For the first time, she actually looked tall! She lifted up one foot, and then the other, resting each one on my legs. She then had me take off my shirt! After doing it, she moved her feet to my hardness, and rested them there, with the toes resting on the flesh of my stomch. I was all ready to errupt! She moved her feet around, so that one rested on my dick, and the other one began it's tease. She walked, slowly and seductively up my body, up to my face. She then lightly dipped her toe into my mouth. As soon as it was in, I felt I slight press form her other foot on my penis, and slightly gagged as she rubbed her foot in a slight circle. After about a minute, she took her toe out. It rested before my lips, and I slowly licked the sole, from toe to heal. I thought I would die, but I didn't care. She then began the trek back down, switched feet, and repeated it! She then untied her shoes, and rested her socked feet on me. She told me that this was so relaxing. "I know." The same thing happened with her socks, only when she finished with the second, she dipped her toe in my mouth, telling me to pull her socks off! It was hard work, but it was worth it, as it finally came off, and she teased me by rubbing her feet over my face, before placing them back at the start. They had the cutest shade of bright red I had seen in years! Maybe the reason I like such small girls is because they could fit all five toes in my mouth with so little effort. I don't know, as this was the first time, and I think we each hoped it would never end! We each breathed heavily as my tounge ran between her toes, and as they went back to rest. My eyes were shut, as we each had a happy, dreamy look on our faces. Then, I opened my eyes, as I realized that we had come to her bare feet! She reached her hands down, but I gently grabbed them. I then took my hands, and passionately fondled her feet. Several times, her back arched, and she seemingly hissed in pleasure. The cool sensation of her smooth feet was driving me outa my skull! Finally, I undid my pants, and swear I would have melted as I felt the tenderness from her feet touching my hard, over-sized cock! I exhaled deeply, and she began the next part of our game. "You know, this is very soothing." "It's also very stimulating." I got a nice laugh, before she began. With one foot, she gently ground her heal on the tip of my dick, and slowly slid down. As her toes came, she dipped each one to the side, and had my penis between them. Then, she rubbed him under them. She repeated it as she came to my balls, only this time, there was a gentle squeeze as her toes touched. I swear I was about to have a heart-attack and die. The second time, I damn near did! We each knew that the game wasn't over yet. Now, she began to gently rub all over with her feet, occassionly poking me with her toes. Again, I drifed into dreamworld, as she gave me a gentle body massage. I opened my eyes, as I felt that she had stopped. I noticed that her feet were slightly hovering above me, and that she was looking down. I then saw what was happening. "You're starting to..." "Yea." "I agree that a man's place is under a woman's feet. Still..." That's when she stood up on me. She then undid her shirt, and pants, and was on me. I felt the rush as her breasts rubbed along my chest, and breathed quickly as her hands tried to turn my shoulders to pulp! I felt my cock ready to burst, and could tell that she was ready, too. She breathed harder and faster with each moment, thanking God for this moment. Then, we came, and she fell upon me. Each of us were tired, yet passionately satisfied. There was an innocent smile on her face, as she looked up to me. A few more minutes passed, as we lay there. I held her tightly in my arms, never wanting to free her, with the dream come to life going over again in our heads and hearts. Finally, she rolled off me, and made herself presentable. She then cleaned me up with her tounge. Then, she gently rested a foot on my still sensitive dick, and smiled. I returned the smile. "We have to do this again." "Yes." She walked over me, put back on her shoes, walked over me again, and waited for me to get dressed. We walked out, arm-in-arm, never forgetting this day!
Found it once upon a time
It was another hard day of work. Being Friday, nearly everyone in my department had left. Actually, only me, and my boss, Julie, were left. The only reason I was still there, to be honest, is because I really like her. She's perfect! Yes, all guys say that; guilty as charged! She's a small person, I don't know, I just like short girls. She also has curly, shoulder-lenght, brown hair. That's also a plus, as I like my girls to have hair that at least reaches their shoulders. Then, there's my favorite part of her, the part that I keep strictly to myself; her pefrectly tiny, perfectly shaped feet! I'd swear that she was teasing the Hell outa me, because she almost always wore some form of sandals! Sometimes, they wouldn't show much of her feet. At othertimes, I must have died and been sent to Heaven! For most of the year, she didn't wear any nail polish, and to be honest, I'm glad she didn't. It's just something about a girl's feet being totally, 100%, naked, that drives me outa my skin! We were pretty close, but nothing really happened. She was already in a relationship, and I'm sorta from the old school, so to say. Thus, I didn't ask her out, although if you didn't know us, you'd think we were. I was pretty devoted to her. Now that I don't see her, as we've all gone to different jobs, I think the idea and perfection of her feet is what kept us together! I suppose my honesty with her, and my dependability made me ideal to her. I also like the fact that she was just a few years older than me, so that she actually treated me as an equal, and not some "stupid college kid who doesn't know shit!" Ok! Now, if you didn't fall asleep through all of that rambling, didn't leave, or if you just decided to scroll down to the good stuff, here you go! Don't expect anything too hardcore, at least not yet! The legs of her desk screached along the floor. She had to move her stuff into her new office, which I said was about time to get! (Note, rememeber, it can't hurt to kiss up to the boss!). Being the only guy, guess who helped move! It also gave us a chance to talk about how she recently broke up with her boyfriend. She sat at her desk, glad that it was finally all over. She told me about how hard the work was. I collapsed into a chair next to her, too tired to tell her that I did most of the work! I then began to casually look over her. She was as fine as ever! I admired the light pink button shirt of hers, taking a few moments to look at her small chest. Hey, I'm a guy! It's in our nature, so stow it! I then let my vision slowly glide down her body, breifly taking a rest on her stomach, before I take a longer break, zooming in between her legs! When I start again, I glided down her legs, and notice how her ankles are just a tad under the ends of her blue jeans, and how her white socks cover them, sexily. I then take in all of the details I can about her 10s (that tennis shoes, not a size 10!). I notice the pink and purple stripes that go down the side, and imagine how I'd love to glide down them, bit by bit. I can see myself lightly undoing the laces, until they're all the way out of her shoes! "You're staring at my feet!?" I nearly fall out of my seat, shocked and red as blood. Busted! "You do like my feet, don't you? I would often wonder why, whenever you would see me, you'd always look down at where I was standing. I just thought you were being you. I never thought of it, until I saw a few sites...come on!" "Huh? What?" "Let's try it!" I was completely helpless. I couldn't bring myself to move, until her hand touched me! She lead me to her seat, and then set me on the floor, or rather, she guided, and I followed. There I was, down at her feet. For the first time, she actually looked tall! She lifted up one foot, and then the other, resting each one on my legs. She then had me take off my shirt! After doing it, she moved her feet to my hardness, and rested them there, with the toes resting on the flesh of my stomch. I was all ready to errupt! She moved her feet around, so that one rested on my dick, and the other one began it's tease. She walked, slowly and seductively up my body, up to my face. She then lightly dipped her toe into my mouth. As soon as it was in, I felt I slight press form her other foot on my penis, and slightly gagged as she rubbed her foot in a slight circle. After about a minute, she took her toe out. It rested before my lips, and I slowly licked the sole, from toe to heal. I thought I would die, but I didn't care. She then began the trek back down, switched feet, and repeated it! She then untied her shoes, and rested her socked feet on me. She told me that this was so relaxing. "I know." The same thing happened with her socks, only when she finished with the second, she dipped her toe in my mouth, telling me to pull her socks off! It was hard work, but it was worth it, as it finally came off, and she teased me by rubbing her feet over my face, before placing them back at the start. They had the cutest shade of bright red I had seen in years! Maybe the reason I like such small girls is because they could fit all five toes in my mouth with so little effort. I don't know, as this was the first time, and I think we each hoped it would never end! We each breathed heavily as my tounge ran between her toes, and as they went back to rest. My eyes were shut, as we each had a happy, dreamy look on our faces. Then, I opened my eyes, as I realized that we had come to her bare feet! She reached her hands down, but I gently grabbed them. I then took my hands, and passionately fondled her feet. Several times, her back arched, and she seemingly hissed in pleasure. The cool sensation of her smooth feet was driving me outa my skull! Finally, I undid my pants, and swear I would have melted as I felt the tenderness from her feet touching my hard, over-sized cock! I exhaled deeply, and she began the next part of our game. "You know, this is very soothing." "It's also very stimulating." I got a nice laugh, before she began. With one foot, she gently ground her heal on the tip of my dick, and slowly slid down. As her toes came, she dipped each one to the side, and had my penis between them. Then, she rubbed him under them. She repeated it as she came to my balls, only this time, there was a gentle squeeze as her toes touched. I swear I was about to have a heart-attack and die. The second time, I damn near did! We each knew that the game wasn't over yet. Now, she began to gently rub all over with her feet, occassionly poking me with her toes. Again, I drifed into dreamworld, as she gave me a gentle body massage. I opened my eyes, as I felt that she had stopped. I noticed that her feet were slightly hovering above me, and that she was looking down. I then saw what was happening. "You're starting to..." "Yea." "I agree that a man's place is under a woman's feet. Still..." That's when she stood up on me. She then undid her shirt, and pants, and was on me. I felt the rush as her breasts rubbed along my chest, and breathed quickly as her hands tried to turn my shoulders to pulp! I felt my cock ready to burst, and could tell that she was ready, too. She breathed harder and faster with each moment, thanking God for this moment. Then, we came, and she fell upon me. Each of us were tired, yet passionately satisfied. There was an innocent smile on her face, as she looked up to me. A few more minutes passed, as we lay there. I held her tightly in my arms, never wanting to free her, with the dream come to life going over again in our heads and hearts. Finally, she rolled off me, and made herself presentable. She then cleaned me up with her tounge. Then, she gently rested a foot on my still sensitive dick, and smiled. I returned the smile. "We have to do this again." "Yes." She walked over me, put back on her shoes, walked over me again, and waited for me to get dressed. We walked out, arm-in-arm, never forgetting this day!