1. Pretty Feet


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

    learn all too soon. Mr. Cagaha’s office was modestly decorated, with a dark wood desk, book shelf, computer, and off to the side was a salon chair with a foot bath. He sat in a leather chair as he worked at his computer. “Ah, Pretty Feet, sit down please.” He gestured to a chair near his desk. Nervously, I sat down, fidgeting with my purse. “My name is Rita, and may I ask what this is about?” Mr. Cagaha smiled. “I’m guessing by the fact you were rather embarrassed about your Groupon that you’re pretty much at the end of your rope.” I bit my lip. Where was he going with this? “Do you know why I opened a nail salon?” “To make money?” I asked. He laughed. “Clever girl. While that’s certainly true, I have a confession to share… I have a bit of a foot fetish.” “And?” “And, I’d like to make you an offer.” “An offer?” “I would like to pay you a thousand dollars if you will let me lick your pretty feet.” “Excuse me?” I questioned. “Just what kind of girl do you think I am?” “Two-thousand dollars then? I really don’t like to pay much more for a first time unless sex is involved.” Did I hear him right? This strange man was offering me two-thousand dollars to lick my feet. “What… um… what’s the catch?” “No catch, except I’d like it if you were nude.” Two-thousand dollars for me to sit naked and let this strange man lick my feet? This had to be a joke, or a dream. A dream come true if this guy was for real. “So let me get this straight. I take off my clothes and you’ll pay me ...
    two-thousand dollars to let you lick my feet without sex?” Mr. Cagaha opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out two large stacks of bills. It was more money than I had ever seen before in my life. There in those stacks sat my rent money for at least three months, plus my electric bill, and maybe even some food if I budgeted right. I swallowed hard, then said, “Okay.” Mr. Cagaha smiled as he stood up and walked around the desk. He led me to the salon chair with the foot bath. I saw a small dresser with a clothes rack. “Please put your clothes here.” I smiled nervously and began to strip, wishing I had worn sexier undergarments. My bra was plain, as were my panties. I saved my sexiest set for my interview because they made me feel confident. Mr. Cagaha smiled as I stood before him, naked and scared. I used my arms to cover myself as best as I could, but he took my hands and said, “You look amazing and I promise to be gentle.” I giggled nervously as I climbed into the chair. He pulled up a small stool like the one Ciera used and set my feet into the empty tub. “I wish to wash your feet before we begin. I like clean feet.” “Understandable.” He filled the tub with warm water, then gently washed my feet. There was a tenderness in his touch that I hadn’t experienced in a long time. Then he pulled up my right foot and began licking my toes, one by one. His hands massaged my feet as he took my big toe into his mouth and sucked. It made me think of the way I would suck a man’s cock, but slightly ...
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