I had a friend who had a girlfriend with unbelieveable feet. She kept them pedicured and painted her toenails at least three times a week. What was best about her is that she often wore shoes without socks. When I was at his house, I always caught a glimpse of her wiggling toes and flexed feet. One day my friend got this big idea that we should all go bowling. I didn't mind. I had a girlfriend, too. We would go over there to pick them up and she would be walking around barefoot.

Then I heard his girlfriend say, "I need socks for this." I had not thought about it, but I did not want to see her in a pair of socks. She found a pair of bunchy white ones and slipped them on. She quickly put on her sneakers. When we got to the bowling alley, she put on the silly bowling shoes and we stayed for a couple of games. When we got back to her place, she slipped out of her sneakers, but not out of her socks. "Those shoes killed my feet." She said to her boyfriend. My girlfriend had socks on from start to finish and did little to nothing for my foot fetish. She asked her boyfriend to rub her feet and he said, "No." He thought feet were gross.

Then she asked me to rub her feet as long as my girlfriend didn't mind. "Go ahead." My girlfriend said. She continued by saying, "He always wants to rub my feet and I always tell him no." She placed her well tanned legs with her white bunchy socks in my lap and flexed her feet. As I began rubbing them, my dick grew so hard that it was hard to hide. I had never seen this girl in socks before and now that I finally got to touch them, they were covered. I rubbed them for a while and she moaned with pleasure. She was a very good looking girl.

Finally I went under her socks and rubbed her toes underneath. She told me to take off her socks which I quickly did. It was a great experience and finally my dick was evident for everyone to see. My girlfriend and this girl's boyfriend were not impressed. "I thought you were giving her a foot rub, not a sexual one." My girlfriend said.

This immediately made her boyfriend grab her legs away from me. He asked, "You got a foot fetish or something?"

I stammered and stated, "I don't think so, but they are beautiful feet." Melissa, my friend's girlfriend, gave me a thank you look out of the corner of her eye.

On the way home all I heard from my girlfriend was, "What's wrong with my feet?"

I answered, "You always wear socks, I never get to to see them."

"Do they really turn you on like that?" She asked.

I told her that I had always had a secret foot fetish and had never looked into it, but I guessed that I did have one after all. When we got home, I painted her nails and rubbed her feet. Needless to say it was nice, but nothing like Melissa's feet. Unfortunately, I never got to touch them again.