Hey ... You Checking Out My Toes?
(Published on Monday, August 19, 2002)
This story was submitted by Foot-Man.

This is a true story. If the comments are good, I'll send in a couple more, as well as a fantasy or two. Please send comments!!

Hey...you checking' out my toes??

One Friday afternoon, my wife's office had a cookout as a reason to get out of the office early. I managed to take off early as well and get there about halfway through the afternoon. When I arrived, I found my wife and we talked for a few minutes. Then she went to play volleyball, and I scouted out the beer selection.

After finding the cooler and helping myself to a frosty malt beverage, I noticed one of my wife's co-workers sitting on a bench finishing lunch. Her name was Sunny, and she'd always had a bit of an effect on me. Apart from her very nice legs and feet, her utterly charming girl-next-door plain-Jane look had always made me a little warm in the pants.

On my way over, I was pleased to notice that she had decided to make it a flip-flop day, which was nice. Tennis shoes leave too much to the imagination. I plopped down next to her and we made some small talk. Sunny and I had always gotten along well. As we chatted, she propped her feet up on the cooler that was in front of her. I took the opportunity to check out her feet a little more closely, and did she ever have some cute ones! Approximately size 7, maybe 7 1/2, very slender, with long, slim toes that were shaped beautifully. They were much nicer than my wife's toes, I have to admit.

As we talked, I kept glancing over at them. They were just too perfect to miss.  Finally, after a few minutes, it happened. I got busted. I mean, cold-busted staring at those feet.

"Hey...you checking out my toes?" Luckily, she said this with a smile.

I thought fast. I didn't want to seem like I was surprised at being caught, but at the same time, I didn't want her to think that I wasn't interested, either, because I certainly was.

"Nah, just trying to see who that is in that car over there," I replied.

"Oh, ok.... I thought....” She laughed. "I'm sorry. It just looked like you were."

I laughed, thinking, "Well, now's a good time. I might as well play it out."

"Nah, but, now that you mention it, they are very easy on the eyes,"  I told her.

"What, my feet?" She asked with a smile.

"Well, yeah. I mean, you obviously want people to notice them if you keep them that well taken care of. And silver polish like that is bound to draw some attention from people who are into feet,” I said.

"People like you?" She said with a big smile.

"Yep. People like me," I replied.

She smiled and laughed at that.

"I guess I've never thought feet to be sexy," she said.

"Of course they are!" I replied. "For a woman who's into it, having your feet pleasured can be mind-numbingly fun. And for the guys who are into feet, finding a woman who likes it is a stroke of luck. I can't say that about my wife, though."

"She doesn't like having her feet, uh, how should I say it? Paid attention to?"

I sighed for effect. "Nope. She’d rather I not even mess with them."

"Oh, that's too bad."  Sunny trailed off in reply and flexed her toes.

The toe flex was just the reaction I was looking for.

"Hey, don’t tease me now. That’s not very nice."

She laughed. "I'm sorry, but now that I know you're into my feet, I may just have to tease you a bit more with them." She replied with an evil grin.

"Oh? And how do you supposed you're going to do that??"

"Well, let's just say that when I know you'll be around, I'll have to wear some open-toed shoes just to make you crazy!" She said, winking.

"Oh, that's just mean! Flat-out evil!" I told her, giving her a playful nudge.

Just then I saw my wife coming over from the volleyball game. She sat down next to Sunny, and we talked about all sorts of things. Sunny kept flexing her toes up on the cooler and one time, turned and gave me a little laugh, like she was enjoying teasing me. I just chuckled and got up to get another beer, hoping that the bulge in my jean shorts was inconspicuous. As I would find out later, it wasn't.

A couple of months passed and I saw Sunny a couple of times at work functions. She would just smile and said, "Hi." There was no talk of our conversation that day, and no overt teasing. I pretty much put it behind me, not thinking anything would ever come of it. After all, I was married, and I wasn't sure if Sunny was turned off by that.

I hadn't seen Sunny for quite a while when my wife went out of town for a few days to a business meeting. After a couple days, I realized fast food was making me crazy, so I headed over to the local market to pick up some real food. As I turned the corner onto the bread aisle, I caught a glimpse up ahead of a very nice ass, attached to a pair of tanned, toned legs, and some feet in tennis shoes. I sighed and walked up the aisle. It wasn't until I passed the girl that I realized it was Sunny with her blond hair tucked up under a baseball cap, I couldn't tell who she was.

"Well hello, stranger,"  I said.

"Oh my God. Hi!" She said, and gave me a hug.

We talked for a minute, mainly the hey, how are you BS people always do when they run into each other in the supermarket. She asked if my wife was still out of town, and how I was doing. Then she said something that took me completely by surprise. "Oh, and I'm sorry, by the way."

Puzzled, I asked, "Uh, for what?"

She winked and said, "For not wearing my flip-flops to the store today."

I laughed and told her it was all right. We chatted for a few more minutes and then went our separate ways.

Getting home that night, I played the scene back over and over. Why hadn't I ask her to come by? Why hadn't I hinted at it? My wife was due back in two days. It would be the only time that I would have to get a closer look at those glorious feet of Sunny's. Kicking myself, I made dinner and settled in with a beer.

An hour later, there was a knock at the door.

I sat up and said to myself, "Noooo way..."

I went to the door, and there was Sunny. Denim shorts, a half shirt, hair pulled up in a ponytail, and the same pair of flip-flops that she was wearing at the cookout that day. Her toes were painted silver as well.

"Well, hey...come on in," I said.

"Thanks. Here, I brought some beer for you."

I took the beer and put it in the fridge, leaving one out for each of us. She kicked off her flip-flops and sat down on the couch. I sat in my chair and there was a rather awkward silence.

"So..." I said. "Thanks for stopping by. I had a feeling it was going to be another boring night."

"Well, it's only as boring as we make it now." She said, seemingly nervous.

At this point I realized that I had her. That's what she came over for. I shifted a bit to conceal the growing bulge in my shorts, which was tough considering I had no underwear on.

"I see you decided to tease me tonight,” I said.

"Yeah," she said, flexing her toes. "Painted them up silver just for you. I know that's what you like,” she said with a wink.

"Oh yeah? And how do you know that?" I asked, leading her.

"Well, it was pretty obvious from the bulge in your pants that day at the cookout."

I was a bit taken aback by that one. I laughed. "Time to make a move." I thought.

"Well, ya know ... when a guy sees something he likes..."

"Yeah, it's a shame your wife doesn't enjoy stuff like that. I have a feeling that she doesn't know what she's missing." Sunny said with a wink.

I got up and sat down next to her. She drew her knees in close and I leaned in and kissed her. My hand moved down and gently stroked her toes as we kissed. Her hand explored my crotch area.

"I've wanted this for soooo long," she cooed.

We began to undress. Her half shirt and bra came off in no time, and her hands relieved me of my shorts and shirt. I got between her legs and removed her shorts, leaving her in her panties. I gently lifted one of her feet to my lips and started sucking on her toes. I rolled my tongue in and out between her luscious toes, sucking each one gently. I then traced my tongue along her soft sole, and massaged her foot while my tongue danced along her big toe.

"Ooooooh, my God, that's sooooo nice," she moaned. "Don't stop..."

I had no plans to. I kept sucking on her toes as my other hand removed her panties. Her pussy was wet and I let a finger slip between the lips and find her engorged clit. I diddled it back and forth, getting the spasms I had hoped for. Her toes flexed in my mouth. I then grabbed her ankles and moved between her legs. Placing her feet on my shoulders, I guided my cock into her slippery-wet snatch. As I plunged in, I sucked her toes on each foot, stroking faster as I sucked harder.

She threw her head back and panted heavily, pinching her nipples. I sucked harder on her toes and thrusted deeper inside her. As she came, she curled her toes in my mouth and let loose a primal scream. I nibbled her toes as they spasmed back and forth with her orgasm. They relaxed as her orgasm subsided and I softly ran my tongue along them, licking gently.

"I want you to cum on my toes,” she whispered, out of breath.

I pulled my cock out of her wet pussy, and she drew her knees into her. I positioned myself between her and she started rubbing my cock with her feet. She grabbed the head with her toes, gripping and releasing, and used the top of her other foot to run against the underside of my cock until I was about to cum. I leaned back and moaned, and she reached up and jerked me off until I launched a stream of jizz all over her feet. She aimed it well, as it ran all over the top of her foot and between her toes.

Spent, I sat back on the couch next to her, and watched as she grabbed her foot and brought it up to her mouth and gently licked my cum off her foot. I was mesmerized as her tongue slipped between her toes and lapped up my spunk. I noticed my cock growing again as I watched her clean her other foot and lap up the rest of my jizz. She then straddled me and guided my once-again hardened rod into her pussy. For the rest of the evening, we fucked like bunnies, and the foot play was some of the best I ever had.

The next morning, I awoke to the most intense footjob I’ve ever experienced. Sunny's toes were magical on my cock. As she cupped my cock between her toes, I shot a load on her feet that she smeared all over my cock. Then, as I moaned in pleasure, she bent over and sucked my cock clean while gripping it between her toes.

Sunny and I would have a couple more clandestine experiences, but, as they say, it's another story ... or two.