Shenanigans at work
      Submitted on 10/31/05


  Shortly after Cheryl, I was lost and feeling a bit sorry for myself.  I 
made no effort to find anyone or take an interest in too much of anything at 
all.  I was just putting in my time at work.  I am a Software Engineer by 
trade.  Anyway, there I was, minding my own business and walking down the 
hall from my desk to the cafeteria when a blonde haired beauty bumped into 
me, not looking where she was going.  I knew her name was Sandy but we had 
never spoken to each other.  She apologized, smiled and went on her way. 
Later that day, on my way to the bathroom, Sandy bumped into me again. 
Again, she smiled, apologized and proceeded to go on her way, only this time 
I stopped and turned around and studied the situation.  She was preceded by 
another blonde girlfriend and the two of them giggled to each other as they 
walked on.  Then Sandy glanced back over her shoulder at me staring at her 
with a smirk on her face and laughed twice as hard with her hand cupped over 
her mouth, knowing that she had been found out.  At five o'clock, she came 
to my desk and formally introduced herself.  She told me that she had her 
eyes on me for some time and that I seemed preoccupied.  I apologized and 
told her that it wasn't her fault.  I explained that she was a welcome 
distraction at this point in my life.  We started to date for a while.



  One day, shortly after work, Sandy was preparing to work out in a gym and 
had changed her clothes in the ladies restroom.  She was changing her shoes 
at her desk.  When I saw her feet unmasked as she pulled them out of her 
pumps, I was taken as she had some very pretty peds.  I guess I was feeling 
a bit punchy and blurted out, "Well, don't you have some pretty feet?"  This 
caught her off guard.  She paused with her heel rocked up in the air, 
stepping down on the ball of her foot.  She cocked her head and looked 
quizzically at me with a furrowed brow.  She said, "Really!  What makes you 
say that?"  I was taken back as I reflected upon that moment, it did seem 
weird of me to say that.  I replied, "I don't know why I said that" and 
attempted to wipe the moment away.  She quickly followed with, "but you did 
so just the same.  There it is, you said it.  Even if you thought so, why 
did you feel compelled to share it with me?"  I said, "God Sandy, I'm not 
sure."  She fixed her gaze on me with a broad grin across her face as though 
she had just won the lottery.  She then rocked the ball of her foot up into 
the air, letting the heel of that foot drop.  With her toes in the air and 
staring directly into my face, she began to fist her toes and then splay 
them, in an odd waving rhythm.  I could not keep from dropping my gaze to 
her feet to watch her display.  Her giggle told me that she had just figured 
me for a foot pervert.  When I glanced up, she had a huge ear-to-ear grin on 
her face and her tongue was curled into the corner of her mouth, reveling 
like she now had an upper hand.  I didn't feel so good.  She didn't strike 
me as a discreet individual and I dreaded whatever it was she had in store. 
She dressed her feet, kissed me quickly and went on her way.



  The following day, it was about 4:30pm and I had come out to the pit where 
she and five other co-workers all worked in a common area.  Sandy and two 
others had wheeled their chairs so that they were facing each other, sitting 
around talking.  As I entered the pit, Mindy, a very close friend of mine, 
more like a sister, saw me enter and came over as well.  Sandy's face lit up 
when I sat down next to her.  She quickly grabbed the arm of my chair as I 
was setting my weight into the chair.  Mindy sat on the other side of me. 
Sandy slowly took command of my worst nightmare.  To my horror, she wheeled 
her chair directly in front of mine and in the biggest grin she said, "Do 
you want to see what excites Frankie?"  I did everything in my power to keep 
my composure but I tried to send a discreet message to Sandy with my eyes, 
quickly shaking my head.  She could see the fear in my eyes and she fed on 
it.  Why I didn't leave is still a mystery to me but my hands gripped the 
chair arms as though I was riding in a cart in a cheap fun house at an 
amusement park.  Frozen, I braced for the worst.  I knew I was going to get 
my first close up dose of her feet and I couldn't wait.  I was torn in 
ambivalence, loving the next moment and at the same time, absolutely hating 
it.  My heart started jacking in my chest so hard, my head vibrated and my 
pulse crashed in my ears.  As the flood gates opened on my adrenal glands, I 
felt the rush of adrenaline and it made me dizzy.  I felt sick to my stomach 
as I helplessly watched her draw up her right leg, placing her shoe on the 
edge of her chair.  Overcome, I sighed and drew in a very deep breath.  She 
unlaced her ankle-high sand boot revealing a thick pink footie sock.  My 
dick grew to its full length, causing me enough pain to where I had to 
adjust myself- -damn, this would draw the wrong kind of attention but I had 
no choice.  I quickly hopped in my chair and Sandy giggled.  As she slowly 
pulled off her footie revealing her bare foot, all conversations came to an 
abrupt end.  She flexed her toes upward and then curled them into a fist. 
As she splayed her toes which were stuck together, they separated in jerks. 
Her dark brown eyes- -deep pools of liquid, and mine, fixed on each other as 
she brought her toes up into our gaze.  My eyes adjusted to focus and fixed 
on her toes.  She brought her right foot to my left cheek and stepped firmly 
against my face.  As she applied pressure, I defiantly pushed back, to keep 
my face remaining fixed in place.  The scent of the inside of her boot was 
strong and fresh upon her toes and the steamy air assaulting my nose was 
making me dizzier.  Stepping hard on my cheek with the ball of her foot, she 
raised her toes and then tightly curled them, gripping my cheek firmly in 
her toe grasp.  Turning at the ankle, she made circles with her foot, 
contorting the features of my face and moving my head.  After what seemed 
like fifteen minutes (I think it was really about a minute or so), she said, 
"You don't mind."  With that, she let go of my cheek, slid her sticky toes 
across my cheek toward my lips.  Because her toes were sticky, her toes 
chattered across my cheek in a vibration instead of sliding smoothly.  She 
brought her big toe over my closed lips and stepped down for a moment.  The 
smell of her toe directly under my nose was more than I could stand.  Just 
as my teeth were parting behind my lips to suck in her toe, she removed her 
toe and drew her foot back.  My mouth fell open just a bit.  She didn't know 
that I was poised to eat the hell out of her foot but I was grateful that 
the show was over.  Just as well- -my God.  My throat was dry and I 
swallowed hard.  Sandy said, "Sorry Hon, I just had to."  Everyone's mouths 
were agape and no-one said anything including me as I left.



  After that stunt, she and I didn't last very long.  She was too dangerous 
to be around at work.  I waited for fallout but none came.  It appears that 
everyone knew the next day as everyone looked at me differently but no-one 
said anything.  That is, except for Mindy.  Mindy asked me why I allowed 
Sandy to put her foot on my face like that.  I openly confessed, "Mindy, I 
really had no choice and Sandy knew that."  Mindy just looked at me.  She 
just hugged me and said, "Well it doesn't change the way I feel about you." 
I responded, "Thanks Min, I really needed to hear that just now."



  Part 2



  About a week later at closing time, I came back to Mindy's cube to hang 
out for a few minutes.  When she saw me sit down next to her, she commenced 
taking her shoes off.  Barefoot she said, "I think I'll give myself a 
pedicure tonight.  Dad always used to get so pissed off at my sisters and I 
for getting nail polish on the rugs when we would walk around with wet 
polish."  I stared at her feet as I had never seen them before after knowing 
her for several years.  She had pronounced bunions and unpainted nails 
discolored in time by red polish, but she also had very long toenails and 
large, long toes which gave her feet a dramatic, exaggerated look and I 
found really appealing.  I couldn't believe that I had been so close to 
those scrumptious feet and never knew what I was missing.  I was supposed to 
go to her apartment that night.  She put her sneaks on and I walked her out 
to her car.  She smiled and said, "So I'll see you tonight?  I'll make 
dinner."  I responded, "Yes."



  When I got to Mindy's apartment, I knocked and proceeded inside.  I 
climbed the flight of stairs and promptly saw Mindy sitting on a chair in 
the kitchen, talking on the phone to what sounded like her mother.  I 
noticed that she was wearing flip-flops and had her toenails painted a dark 
crimson color.  As I walked into the kitchen, the smell of homemade chicken 
soup filled the air.  She mouthed to me to get myself a beer out of the 
fridge.  Turning my back to Mindy, I silently complied.  With beer now in 
hand, I turned toward Mindy who had now backed her left foot out of her 
flip-flop and had lifted her leg so that her left calf was resting across 
the corner of the kitchen table and exposing the sole of her foot to me. 
Her foot dangling in mid air, she bounced it up and down gently.  I 
distinctly remember both of her feet being on the floor when I came into the 
room.  She discreetly studied my reaction and I got the distinct impression 
that her motions were contrived.  While Mindy carried on her conversation 
with her mother, I nonchalantly walked over and set my beer on the table 
next to her leg.  I bent over without a warning and sucked her big toe into 
my mouth.  I wanted shock value.  I immediately worked my tongue feverishly 
over her toe, working my tongue over the length of the underside of her 
toenail.  The taste was potent and rich.  The flavor almost had three 
dimensions as though you could chew it like food.  I was thrilled.  She 
gasped as I startled her.  She did not pull away, however.  I sucked, 
letting her toe pull out of my mouth with a "Pop!" and a slurp as I intended 
to suck all of my saliva and her toe taste into my mouth and it slurped as I 
attempted to suck the area under her long toenail.  From under her foot and 
starting from the heel, I dragged my nose and lips against the length of her 
soft sole, noisily inhaling the beauty of her foot.  I immediately jammed 
the length of my tongue slowly but forcefully between her big toe and second 
toe.  I wrapped my tongue over the top of her toe and licked side to side 
over it's length.  As I worked my tongue in and out from between her toes, 
she started cooing and giggling at the same time and told her mother that 
supper was burning and that she would have to call her back later.  She 
actually started working the clefts between her toes back and forth over my 
tongue.  I kept the morsels that I freed from between her toes.  She said, 
"Oh My GOD!  Damn, that feels GREAT!"  I carefully lifted her other foot to 
the table and removed the other flip-flop.  We put the soup on simmer for a 
while and kept playing.  With her toes curled gently, the trough made under 
her long toes was deep and I greedily ran my tongue over the length of it. 
Her toes filled my mouth wonderfully.  After dinner I left as it was pretty 
late.



  The following night, I was invited over to help her finish her soup.  When 
I got to her apartment, I found that she was all sweaty and out of wind as 
she explained that she had just finished a run.  She took me by the hand and 
led me to the living room.  She told me to close my eyes and sit on the 
floor.  I sat where she instructed.  She stood behind me and clasped her 
hands over my chin and gently pulled backward until I was laying on my back. 
I opened my eyes.  I saw that Mindy was unlacing her sneakers which were 
right next to my head.  She put her right sneakered foot on my chest and the 
next to my head on the floor.  When her sneaks were both unlaced, she 
removed them and placed her socked feet, left foot such that my nose was 
cupped under her toes and the right foot directly over my mouth.  My 
breathing was erratic and measured as I greedily acclimated myself to 
breathing only air filtered from between her wet toes and through her damp 
socks.  I opened my mouth and explored to find that there was a hole under 
her sock.  I pushed my tongue through it and worked the underside of her 
toes.  She let out a hearty belly laugh and as she had the night before, she 
forced my tongue between each of her toes as she closed her eyes, sat back, 
and hummed in gratifying appreciation.  After my toe jam and toe cheese 
dinner, we ate leftovers from the night before and then I went home.



  Part 3

  Three nights later, Mindy and I were invited to Terri and Ed's house for 
dinner.  Mindy and I were good friends with Terri and Ed from work.  Terri 
and Ed were always in debate at work with their liberal views.  They were 
always known as a flirty couple too.  In fact, Mindy and I suspected that 
they were wife-swappers.  Although I had no interest in pursuing that 
endeavor with them, I was courteous and largely ignored Terri's subtle 
advances.  Everything appeared fairly normal through dinner.  Ed was raving 
about his and Terri's vacation to Las Vegas.  After dinner, Ed got out the 
photo album and insisted that we review it with him.  They had a two cushion 
couch and a three cushion couch.  It struck me odd that Ed sat on the left 
end of the two cushion couch.  Mindy sat directly in the middle of the couch 
right against Ed.  Mindy invited me to sit beside her on the only remaining 
spot on the couch.  It was all very tight.  A minute later, Terri came in 
behind us after putting dishes away.  She stepped up to me and stood between 
my legs, looked down at me and said, "I'm going to lay across the back of 
the couch so I can see too.  You don't mind if I use you to get up there do 
you?"  I said, "No, I don't mind."  She stepped her bare feet out of her 
rubber soled flats.  I looked down and saw her porcelain feet with nails 
painted the same color as Mindy's toes.  She wiggled her toes as I looked at 
them.  Immediately, I started to get hard.  I looked up and she glanced into 
my lap briefly, smiled and said, "Are you ready?"  I said, "Go for it."  As 
she lifted her left leg up to step on my knee, her foot caught the leading 
edge of the seat cushion and she stumbled, her foot landing directly upon my 
hard-on.  Her foot stayed in contact with me for about five seconds as her 
weight continued forward off balance.  The weight she placed on her foot 
grew greater as she fell forward.  She put her hands out and caught herself, 
curling her toes tightly over the end of my hard-on.  Smiling she said, 
"Sorry about that, sometimes I'm a klutz."  She pushed away using her foot 
in my lap and then quickly placed her foot high up on my thigh as she 
stepped up onto the arm of the couch with her right foot.  Then she draped 
herself across the back of the couch with her feet directly behind my head. 
My hard-on was raging from Terri's impromptu manipulation.  As Ed talked on 
about their vacation, I was staring into the album but my mind was on the 
pungent, unclean, sweaty aroma of Terri's feet, an aroma that wrapped itself 
tightly around my head.  I heard her rubbing her feet together as though 
they itched.  It was a loud healthy scratching sound as if she was sanding 
wood.  At one point, I turned my head briefly to the left and almost ran my 
left cheek into the toes of Terri's right foot.  The acrid stench filled my 
lungs and my aching hard-on throbbed.  As I turned my head to the right, my 
vision was blotted out by Terri's left foot which was poised over my face. 
She clamped her left toes over my nose and rocked my head back against the 
couch.  The toes of her right foot lifted and contacted my left cheek, 
letting me know that I was trapped between her legs.  She laughed and said, 
"Mindy, it worked just like we planned!"  Ed was laughing as he got up off 
the couch to get a better look.  I didn't know what Mindy was doing but I 
heard her giggling.  Terri tightened her toe grip over my nose causing me to 
open my mouth to breathe.  She wasted no time in dropping her left big toe 
into my mouth.  As my lips formed tightly over her big toe, she relaxed her 
grip on my nose.  As she tried to wiggle her big toe in my mouth, her other 
toes rhythmically gripped my nose.  This entire event was obviously conjured 
up by the group of them so I made no attempt to fight- -there was nothing to 
be gained.  I relaxed and accepted my fate to which Terri said, "Attaboy, 
just relax."  Terri worked her toes in and out of my mouth.  She told me to 
suck up her foot juice.  She said, "Work your tongue between each of my toes 
the way you did it for Mindy."  Then I felt my pants being worked and then 
opened.  As I investigated blindly with my hands, Mindy slapped them away. 
Terri kept her toe hold on my nose and had no intention of giving that up 
while Mindy was releasing my cock.  Mindy and Terri laughed as Ed came back 
into the room with a camera.  It appeared that while I was trapped between 
Terri's feet and looking at the ceiling, Mindy was undressing her feet. 
Mindy pulled up a chair opposite of where I was sitting.  She pulled me out 
of my pants, put her feet into my lap and proceeded to work me between her 
toes.  She pulled frantically with me caught between the toes of both feet. 
Tirelessly she pulled and worked.  Mindy said, "Give it to me, come on, give 
it to me."  Terri rolled onto her back and with her left big toe under my 
nose and the remainder of the toes curled over my nose, she pulled my head 
back even further.  With her right foot now free, she took the opportunity 
to jam all of the toes of her right foot deep into my mouth as she 
endeavored to work them into my throat.  I felt her toes working against the 
back of my tongue causing me to gag.  This only made her laugh louder. 
Terri clenched her teeth together, jamming further and commanding, "Come on, 
give it up for Mindy."  As the girls felt me begin to convulse, Mindy came 
forward and finished me off orally so that I didn't mess up the couch. 
Terri continued her assault on my face.  I felt her situate her dress by 
lifting her butt off the couch, pressing down on my face with her feet.  Her 
feet were wonderfully powerful.  She thrust her left big toe into my mouth 
and gripped my cheek.  Then using her right foot she gripped my nose between 
her big toe and second toe.  She wiggled my head from side to side, then 
pointed my head toward her saying, "Thanks for coming over, this was quite 
fun!  We need to do this again soon."  I agreed.  Say, whatever happened to 
those pictures, Ed?


From your fellow foot fetisher, Toesuckr