Office Foot Fetish with a Twist
I had been fantasizing about my office crush for weeks. She was the most beautiful woman in the office and every day seemed to bring out her sexier qualities. I was always fantasizing about having her feet in my face, and what it would be like to explore her soft, delicate skin.
It was a Friday afternoon and I was in the middle of a project when I received an unexpected invitation from my office crush. She asked me to come to her office for a “secret surprise.” I was a bit hesitant, but I was also intrigued. I couldn’t help but wonder what she had in store for me.
When I arrived at her office, she was sitting in a chair wearing nothing but a skimpy robe. She had a sly smile on her face and I could feel the sexual tension in the room. She asked me to sit down and I complied.
She then proceeded to take off her robe, revealing her toned body and sexy lingerie. She then proceeded to take off my clothes and told me to lie down on the chair. She started massaging my feet, her delicate fingers gently caressing each toe. She then proceeded to take off my socks and began to explore my feet with her tongue.
It was an incredibly sensual experience. She explored every inch of my feet, her tongue and lips sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I felt like I was in a trance, completely under her spell.
Eventually, she asked me to stand up and put my hands on the wall. She then proceeded to massage my feet again, this time with her entire body. She moved her body up and down my feet, her curves pressing against my toes. I felt my arousal growing with each movement.
Finally, she asked me to turn around and face her. She then proceeded to take off my underwear and encouraged me to explore her body with my hands. I felt her smooth skin and curves, my hands tracing the contours of her body.
I then got down on my knees and began to explore her soft feet with my mouth. I licked and kissed her toes, my tongue exploring every inch of her skin. I felt my arousal growing with each lick, my heart beating faster and faster.
Suddenly, she pushed me onto the bed and proceeded to dominate me. She straddled my waist and began to ride me, her body writhing against mine. I felt her tightness pressing against me as her orgasm grew stronger and stronger.
After we finished, she pulled away and looked into my eyes. She smiled and asked me if I was ready for the twist. I was intrigued, so she proceeded to take off her lingerie and reveal her true self: a professional foot fetish escort.
I was shocked, but also intrigued. She told me that she loved making her clients feel special, and that she was willing to do anything to please them. She then proceeded to give me the most intense foot massage I had ever experienced, her hands exploring every inch of my feet. I felt my arousal growing with each movement, and eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore.
I asked her to have sex with me, and she agreed. We made love in her office, our bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. I explored every inch of her body, my tongue tasting her sweet skin.
The sex was intense and erotic, and when we finished, we both collapsed onto the bed in a satisfied heap. She then proceeded to give me one final surprise: a sensual foot massage. She massaged my feet for hours, her skilled hands sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.
I left her office feeling completely satisfied and blissed out. I had experienced one of the most intense sexual experiences of my life, and I had my office crush to thank for it. From then on, I was a devoted foot fetishist. I couldn’t get enough of exploring her feet and indulging in my wildest fantasies.