My Second Encounter with Foot Fan Walt
Published on Wednesday, January 23, 2008
This story was submitted by Didi.

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This story is a follow-up to my previous story, “A Challenge To Make A Guy With My Feet,” which is where I first met Walt of the title above.

For those of you that haven’t read it, basically I was given a challenge to go out and seduce a guy with my feet, and then make him cum using them. Walt was that man. I met him in a truck stop, and we ended up having foot sex in the sleeper compartment of his truck. I was in love with his cock. It is gorgeous. He had the most amazing staying power. He came four times during our encounter, and his cock stayed hard the entire time. He also turned out to be a genuine foot fetishist who hadn’t gotten any foot action before. After our meeting a couple of months ago, we didn’t arrange to ever meet up again. As far as I was concerned, that would be the last time I would ever see him.

However, during the week before Christmas, I was out shopping on one of the extended shopping hour days. It was probably 6 in the evening, and being in Australia, it was a hot and sunny evening. I had just finished my grocery shopping in the supermarket, and had joined the queue at the checkout. I saw a couple join the queue behind me, and when I looked at them, I realized that the guy was Walt. Not only that, but I knew the woman he was with. Her name was Sylvia. I had worked with her for a few years.

“Hi Didi. Long time no see! How are you?”

“Hi Sylvia. I’m great. Thanks. It must be five years since I last saw you. How are you?”

“Good, thanks. Just doing the last bit of Christmas shopping.”

We chatted for a while, and although I knew Walt had recognized me, he didn’t say anything. He just stood there quietly.

I looked down, and saw that Sylvia was wearing some very cute white strappy thong sandals. Her nails were painted a vibrant red. “Wow Sylvia, I love your sandals. They are really cute,” I pointed out, trying to get Walt to look down at both of our feet at the same time. He did.

“Oh thanks, Didi. Walt bought them for me a few weeks ago. They are so comfortable.”

“He has great taste,” I said, noticing he looked a bit nervous.

“Yes he has. He even encouraged me to paint my nails to show them off more,” she said proudly.

“Did he?” I smiled at him.

“I’m sorry Didi. I haven’t introduced you. This is my husband Walt. Walt this is Didi. We used to work together.”

“Hi Didi,” said Walt reaching over to shake my hand.

“Nice to meet you Walt. Great choice on the sandals there,” I said laughing.

“Thanks. I’m glad Sylvia likes them,” he said sheepishly.

“Oh, I’ve just realized I forgot to get some bread. Stay here, Walt. I’ll just go and grab some,” Sylvia said as she dashed off to find the bread.

Once Sylvia had gone, I got close to Walt and said in a quiet voice, “I thought you told me your wife wasn’t into feet.”

“She wasn’t,” He whispered back. “Not until after that day with you. I got home and offered her a foot massage, and to my surprise she accepted. She even let me suck her toes. I bought her the sandals a couple of weeks later, and she hasn’t worn anything else since. She wears them for work, in fact everywhere. She even went out and had a pedicure, and her nails painted for the first time.”

“So it looks like you are getting some foot action after all,” I said smiling at him.

“Not everything yet, but she lets me play with her feet now. Its great.” He was obviously pleased.

Sylvia returned, and after I passed through the checkout, I carried on chatting with her until they had come through too. As we headed through the shopping centre together towards the car park, Sylvia said she wanted to try to get a hair appointment at the salon. As we stood there waiting for her to make an appointment, I noticed that Walt was looking back and forth between my feet, and his wife’s with a big smile on his face.

Sylvia came back over and said, “They’ve had a cancellation, and can fit me in now. Walt, do you mind taking the shopping home? I’ll call you when I’m done here. You can come and pick me up.”

“No problem,” said Walt

“Nice seeing you again Didi,” Sylvia said kissing me on the cheek.

“Yes, nice to see you again,” I replied.

Walt and I headed out to the car park, and as it turned out, our cars were parked a couple of spaces apart. We loaded our cars up, and I went over to him.

“Hey Walt, do you fancy some foot fun before you go?” I said jokingly.

“I do actually,” He said surprisingly. “Your feet have got me all hot and bothered.”

I looked down at my feet, and smiled back at him.

“I only put my plain thongs on today. I certainly never expected to see you.”

“They look sexy to me,” he said looking down at them again as he licked his lips.

“It’s too busy here, Walt. Otherwise I would have suggested you get into my car, and we could have some fun,” I said disappointedly.

“We could go round to the loading bay. I deliver here sometimes, and I know that nobody will be there at this time of the evening,” he said hopefully.