I've had a lot of foot encounters since writing "The Girls in Gym Class" and "Monica & Tracey". I'll cut out the crap and get right to the point.

I recently met a girl on-line who is a nurse at a local hospital. She's 25 years old and a small petite-blonde. Her body is very tight and she has the most awesome eyes and feet!

After chatting online with her for about 3 weeks, I finally got the urge to meet her in person. She was absolutely fabulous. Since we agreed to meet at a restaurant near the hospital, she told me she would be in her nurse's uniform and hoped I wouldn't mind.

"Who me? Not at all." I told her.

So the evening came last Tuesday when I pulled up in the parking lot of the restaurant and saw her sitting in her Mitsubishi Eclipse. Her beautiful face was exactly like she had described. She was wearing the normal nurse's garb which consisted of bright blue cotton, loose-fitting scrubs and a matching loose shirt. Since it was freezing cold outside, she wound down her window and asked if I wanted to sit in her car and talk for a while. I agreed.

I got in and immediately glanced down at her feet to see what kind of shoes she was wearing. She had her right foot perfectly placed on the brake pedal and her left foot was resting on the clutch pedal. Oh, by the way, they were Reebok Classics. A lot of nurses wear them these days 'cause of the arch support. Which she needed - those arches! Oh my God!

So as we were doing the initial meeting for the first time stuff, we decided to go in and get a bite to eat. I couldn't stop wondering what those feet would be like. They were probably a size 5. She had really small feet. But they were proportional to her body.

The dinner went by very slow, which I guess was okay. The only thing I wanted was to get a hold of those feet. Her having no idea I had a shoe/foot fetish, the rest of the night was textbook perfect. She made comments on how bad her feet hurt. She had been on a 12 hour shift and they needed attention. We felt comfortable with each other and she felt it was okay to take me to her house.

When we arrived, we got into her apartment and the first thing I notcied was a pair of very worn sandals lying near the front door. It seemed to me that she used them to run down to the washer/dryer down in the basement. I could only imagine getting a close look at them. She went into the kitchen to get something to drink and kicked off her Reeboks and headed to the bathroom. She said she'd be right back.

As soon as I heard the bathroom door shut and lock, I went over to her Reeboks and brought them close to my face. The arousing odor of her 12-hour foot workout just about knocked me out. Her insoles were soaking wet and and I got a great look down into her shoe at how her toe- imprints looked.

According to her insole, I had nothing to worry about. This girl had knock-out feet. I then placed the shoes back in the manner in which they were thrown and went over to her sandals. I heard her call from the bathroom and ask what I was doing. She thought I was too quiet.

In a half- creaking voice I said, "Nothing, just waiting for ya' to finish and get back."

She said, "I'll be there in a minute."

"Okay." I answered back as I got ready to pick up her sandals.

She yelled, "So what do you think of my sandals?" MY HEART STOPPED BEATING! I knew I had been caught. I felt a hot flash go through my body and quickly regained my composure.

I said, "What do you mean?"

She said, "I saw your eyes burning a hole in my sandals!"

I said again, "What do you mean?"

She said, "Cut out the shit! I know you have a foot fetish, and so do I, so wait a damn minute and I'll be right there!"

At this point, I was in total disarray. I was shaking like a leaf but didn't want her to see that I was freeking out. But I did finish my mission of checking out those sandals. She had worn them all the time and her feet were perfectly copied into her sandals. You could see all 5 of her toe imprints and I knew she had high arches cause the arch-area of her shoe was clean and un-worn. I delicately licked one time from the heel to the toe and tasted the very salty taste of her feet. I swear to God! This foot fetish is taking over my life.

As my bulge in my jeans grew harder, I went back over to the Reeboks and took another breath-taking inhale of her shoes. I couldn't help but to want to taste the sweaty arousing juice that was on her insoles. I poked and prodded on the insole and it popped out of her shoe so easily. Again, the toe imprints were well defined and I could almost get a perfect picture of what her feet looked like.

I heard the toilet flush and I knew she would be out of the bathroom in a few seconds so I hurridly tried to put the insole back in her shoe. I had a hard time slipping it back in. I was shaking from head to toe and heard the bathroom door open. I almost got it back in when she rounded the corner and saw me stuffing her insole back in her shoe.

The look on her face was total disgust and mine was like an abused puppy dog. Ready to put my tail between my legs and hide. She said, "Fine! Since you've ruined my work shoes, you have to buy me a new pair!" She looked really disgusted and said, "Damn you! You can have the real thing, but you chose not to and decided to rip up my shoes. So now, instead of you worshipping my beautiful feet, you're gonna march your ass with me up to the mall and you're gonna buy me a new pair of Classics."

Being totally amazed at how this night was progressing, I agreed to take her as long as she would do one thing. She asked what. I told her I wanted her to take her socks off, let me suck her toes then put her Classics back on with no socks and go to the mall.

She said, "Absolutely not! You screwed up!"

At that moment, my horror-mones kicked in and I picked her up and carried her to the couch. I quickly pulled off her socks as she was laughing and giggling and I immediately put her toes of her right foot into my mouth and passionately starting sucking. The salty sweet taste was overcoming me and I continued licking and sucking her toes. They were so beautiful. She had black toe-nail polish on them which was coming off in my mouth. I cupped her size 5's very gently and licked her wrinkled soles like a piece of candy. I felt her crotch and it was starting to get very hot and wet. I stopped sucking and told her to put her shoes on.

She said, "Make me!" So I grabbed her bare foot and helped her place it gently in her shoe. Her feet were soaked as well as her shoes from her 12-hour workout. We got ourselves together and headed outside to her car. She threw me the keys and said, "You're driving."

I said, "No I'm not. You are. And you're gonna drive barefoot!"

Her face had a weird look on it and she got in the driver's side and kicked off her shoes. I swear, there's nothing finer than a hot chick, with hot feet driving barefooted. She placed her feet on the clutch and gas pedal. He right foot was just about the size of the gas pedal. Her little pudgy toes fit perfectly on the gas pedal and I asked her to rub her feet on the pedal. She gave me many different poses of her petite size 5 and that gas pedal. She placed her toes back in a comfortable position and started to pump the pedal very hard.

I said, "Stop! It's fuel injected, you don't need to pump it."

She said, "Shut the hell up! I'm giving you what you want to see!"

I sat there like a bad little puppy with my dick ready to explode just gazing at her awesome feet. She stopped pumping and took her left foot and pushed in the clutch. She pumped it also. She then started making moaning noises while rubbing her feet up and down and back and forth on the pedals.

She said, "This feels so good! I'm gonna have to drive barefooted more often!" So she started the car and we headed on to the mall. My eyes never left her beautiful feet as she switched from the gas to the break and shifting with the clutch. We got onto a straight-away and she shifted into overdrive and pressed the gas all the way to the floor. She told me to take off my left shoe and place my foot on top of her right foot, which had the gas pedal mashed to the floor.

So with adrenalin still pumping, I kicked off my left shoe and took off my sock. I slid over closer to her and placed my left foot gently on hers. The top of her foot was so soft and my foot covered hers entirely. She told me to relax and as I did, she pulled her foot out from the gas pedal and placed her soft soles on top of my foot. So I was now in control of the gas pedal, or so I thought.

She rubbed her sexy soles on the tops of my feet and caressed my feet with her toes. The whole time I was looking at her feet giving me the total foot-foot job. We finally arrived in the mall parking lot and before I helped her get her shoes back on, I told her I wanted to suck her toes one more time. She let me and I gave them a very wet bath. She put her Reeboks back on and we went into the mall.

We found the shoes she wanted, which was another pair of Classics, and we headed back to the car. I told her to kick off her old shoes and put her new shoes on. She said she would under one condition, and that was for me to blow a load of cum into her new shoes and then she'd stick her bare feet back in.

She drove to a secluded area of the mall parking lot and parked. My dick was again aching with pain and she unzipped my jeans and started giving be a blow-job. Just as I was about to cum, she pulled up and stuck her new shoe over the head of my dick and I fired a long hot stream of cum into the toe of her shoe. My orgasm seemed to last for 10 minutes! As she milked my dick there were a few drops left and she stuck the other shoe over it and I managed to sprinkle a few more drops into her other shoe.

At that moment, she said, "Thank you." She then slipped off her old shoes and put her new shoes on with my hot jizz all over the inside. As she slid her feet into the shoes, she said, "Oh! it's so warm and feels so good on my cold toes. I think I've found something new I like!" I got my zipper back up and we headed back to her house.

It was a long agonizing trip back. I wanted those feet again. This nurse really had control of me. We arrived back at her apartment and as we pulled in she handed me her pair of old shoes and said, "Here. These are yours now. Do what you want with them."

I couldn't believe I finally got to keep a worn pair of shoes without having to steal them. I couldn't believe it! So I tossed them into my truck and we headed up to her apartment. We got inside and I grabbed her again and starting making out with her on the couch. I could feel her crotch getting very wet and I pulled her shoes off again and starting sucking on those toes again.

My dick was aching like it was going to fall off and I told her I wanted her to rub her soles on my hard dick. I had never had a foot-job. Her toes cupped the head of my dick as the pre-cum was dripping out. She ran her soft-wrinkled soles up and down around my shaft and no sooner did I say, "Ah," I blew my nut all over her soles. My cum dripped in between her toes and down her ankles. This was so erotic. Finally, I had a footjob.

After we finished kissing and making out. We confessed our foot-fetishes to each other and now I have someone who toe- tally understands my foot fetish. After meeting for the first time and confessing our feelings for each other's feet, I guess the feelings for a possible relationship will come later. :-)

She gave me a key to her apartment and she told me to come over no matter if she was there or not and enjoy her shoes, panties, socks, stockings or whatever else I want to enjoy. The only rule: "If I rip it up or break it, I have to buy her a new one!!" That's a deal.

I'll keep y'all updated as our relationship progresses. Oh, by the way, her name is Beth!