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Pretty Feet

Date: 11/4/2017, Categories: Fetish, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: , Source: LushStories

I stood in front of the salon with the Groupon printout in my hand. I held it like an award I had won and was proud to have. It was a pick-me-up gift from my mother for when I got my next interview or two. That was why I was here, to get my nails done for an interview I had the next day. I wanted to get my hair done, but – well, my budget wasn’t going to handle that, no matter what. As it was, I had lost my cell phone, land-line, internet, and I was barely keeping the rent paid and the lights on. Thank God for the local library. I could check emails and apply for jobs, as well as read a few books to help kill the boredom of my life. I had sold nearly everything I owned and the bottom of my barrel was pretty well scraped clean. This interview was the first I’d had in weeks and if I didn’t get this job, I’d be homeless very soon. I stepped in and right away knew I didn’t belong. This was a high-end salon where women paid hundreds of dollars to get their hair and nails done. The beautifully adorned menu of services showed they not only did hair and nails, but also massages, waxing, eyebrow threading, and reflexology, whatever that was. I walked up to the counter and held my breath. “Yes,” said the receptionist. She looked bored with her hair pinned up in a chignon and makeup perfectly styled. “I… um… I have… um… an appointment?” I said. “You’re not sure?” moaned the receptionist, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “No… um… I am sure. I have an appointment to get my nails done.” ... “Manicure or pedicure?” “Both, according to this Groupon,” I said, and handed her my printout. “Ugh!” groaned the receptionist, as she rolled her eyes and took my paper. “Only people looking for a cheap service get a Groupon.” I was crushed. “It was a gift from my mother,” I replied. “Name?” “Rita Hayward.” The receptionist gave an exasperated sigh. “I’ll let her know you’re here.” The receptionist stepped into the back and I considered just leaving when a bubbly brunette came up and introduced herself as Ciera. Unlike the nasty receptionist, she was quite friendly. I explained about the job interview and how I wanted neutral colors for my nails. She helped me pick out a great color and took me to the massage chair for my spa pedicure. It wasn’t long before my bare feet were soaking in the warm water and my toes were playing with the jets. I set the chair to massage my back and neck and closed my eyes. I was going to do my best to enjoy every moment of this experience. Ciera grabbed my right ankle and began her work. “Well hello there, Pretty Feet,” said a man’s voice. I opened my eyes to see an older man with olive skin and salt and pepper hair standing before me. “Hello.” Ciera smiled and continued to work. “What brings you to my salon?” he asked. I blushed. “My mom… my mom got me… got me… a Groupon.” “Oh, good to know that promotion was so successful,” he beamed. It was clear he didn’t share the receptionist views. “Why did you decide to use it now?” “I have an interview ...