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I recognise it. I have a foot fetish. A strong one. Well, not quite, because I can have fun with sex even though no feet are involved. Anyway, my girlfriend, Brenda, told me that she was not interested in fetishism in general, and especially not in foot fetish. Whenever I brought the subject into our conversations she told me that it was just the idleness of unemployment, and that I should find some physical activity to do instead of surfing the internet at all times. A block away from home there was a huge sports facility and I decided to sign in just to see if with exercise I could lose some weight, which was indeed necessary, and try to forget a little bit my ever growing foot fetish. As it comes, I started going to the complex which had a swimming pool. After doing some aerobics and weights, I would take a refreshing swim and go home feeling a new man. And amazingly, after a few weeks I found myself not thinking about feet at all. I could tell that my in-bed performance was improving because we were having almost everyday great sex, and I felt like my girl was almost knocked-out after each session, which was definitely not the case before starting in the gym. But then something happened. One day I was waiting for the aerobics class to begin and found out that Nelson, our instructor, was fired and that a girl, named Sandy was going to take the class. It embarrassed me to take an aerobics class with a girl. It was kind of a chauvinistic way of thinking, but it was my old-fashioned education to blame. When I was heading to the door to leave, Sandy entered. And I froze. I’d probably sound a little bit corny, but Sandy was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my whole life. She was medium height, with pitch black hair, green eyes, and extraordinarily proportioned features. And the body! Slender, round butt, long, strong legs. Please don’t ask me if she was a good instructor or not, because I was doing the movements as an automat, just looking at her body, bending over and over again. After class she was interested in knowing if we’d liked it, and everybody said ‘yes’ and thanked her. She looked at me, smiled and left. I realised that I was the only one who hadn’t greeted her after the class, but I wasn’t able to follow her and apologize. When I finally managed to leave the class, I tried to find her around, but she was gone. Definitely that was going to be my aerobics class forever. Next morning I arrived at the Kuşadası escort gym very early, and went straight to the aerobics room. My plan was to talk to her as soon as she arrived, and tell her I was sorry for my rudeness the day before. Five minutes before the starting time, another girl entered and prepared herself to teach a class. While the other participants started to come in I asked the new teacher what happened to Sandy. She told me she didn’t know, and I left the room, my embarrassment of having aerobics lessons with a woman mixed with the anger of not seeing Sandy again. I went to the complex front desk and asked what had happened to her, and the secretary informed me that Sandy wasn’t hired for aerobics, that she had done that class yesterday to help, but that her job was as a swimming and water gymnastics instructor. It looked like my platonic love was over, but I thought that I could talk to her for a second about my behaviour the day before, and went straight to the swimming pool. And that was the moment I lost my mind… The perfect body and the beautiful face were still there, but she was bare footed, and that was definitely too much for me. I fell in love with those feet. They were petite, plump with unpolished nails and medium-length toes. She politely asked me what I wanted, and all the things I’d prepared to tell her, just vanished from my mind. So there I was, looking at those glorious feet, unable to speak, a throbbing erection growing at my pants, and Sandy looking at me as one would look to a person who has lost his mind. Which was indeed the case. I blushed and, unable to utter a word, left the swimming pool in a hurry. I can only imagine what Sandy would think of me, acting as a stupid, rude asshole. I got home, looking for my girlfriend and try to make love to her, just as an act of relief. But she wasn’t there. I felt my penis throb and desperately ran to the toilet to masturbate and release my sperm. Unbelievably I unzipped my pants and just got off my underwear and started to cum. Loads of sperm. When I came out of the toilet, Brenda had arrived and asked what had happened and why was I screaming in the toilet. I blushed again and told her that I had hit myself with the sink. After that incident, I was unable to return to the complex. Just the thought of running into Sandy made me blush. What in the world was happening to me with this girl? I mean bodrum escort bayan we hadn’t exchanged a word and I couldn’t take her off my mind. My girlfriend was quite pissed off because I wasn’t paying her any attention at all. So one day I decided that I had to talk to her at once, apologize and try to act normal and after that pretend that she didn’t even exist. With that on my mind, I walked there and went straight to the swimming pool. And there she was. Oh my god! I hid behind a wall and spied on her. She moved with a certain grace and she had a smile for everyone from little kids learning to swim, to aged veterans trying not to let years take the best of them. And her feet! I felt like I could spend hours looking at them, massaging them, kissing them. And my penis got up again. Holy shit! I couldn’t talk to her with that bulk in my pants. So I decided to look at somewhere else and calm down a little. At last my penis returned to normal and I headed straight to talk to her. ” Hello,” said I, trying to appear normal.”Well, well, well. It’s you again,” she replied with a smile. “You’re not running today?” “I’m so sorry. The other day I acted stupidly.” “Yes you did. Well, what’s this all about?” “I wanted to apologize.” “For running away?” “No! I wanted to apologize the day I ran away.” She then told me to wait, as she approached the edge of the swimming pool, and addressed some instructions to a boy learning how to swim. I wasn’t able to take my eyes of those feet. When she walked, her soles seemed more athletic. When she was satisfied with the movements of the boy, she returned to me. “So,” she said with a slight blush due to the rapid movements made to the boy, “the day you escaped you were trying to apologize? Apologize for what?””Well, you were my aerobics teacher the day before and everybody greeted you after the class, except me.” “Yeah, I noticed. I thought you hadn’t liked the class.” “Oh I did. I liked it very much!” “Really?” “Yes.” “Well that’s a surprise.” “A surprise? Why?” “Because I noticed you were not paying attention to my class at all.””Why do you think I wasn’t paying attention?” “I don’t think you weren’t. I’m sure about it. You were looking at me. The way I moved, my body, but not the class. Just me.” She’d noticed! So in my embarrassment I lowered my head, and saw her feet again. So close I felt I could touch them. And my penis felt that too, and Kuşadası escort bayan started to swell. So I looked at her eyes again hoping she didn’t notice the bulk. “And how did that make you feel?” I asked.”It’s a bit weird, but I felt flattered.” “Really?” “Yeah. I mean you stayed all class and tried to move along. Sometimes even tried to look like you were concentrating. I noticed you were looking, instead of exercising, because I’m very perceptive. And I found your efforts very touching.” “Amazing!” I said. “Well, about the running…” “Don’t say a word!” she interrupted. “I think I know what happened to you that day, and today you just confirmed my thoughts.” “About what?” “About why you escaped running the other day. I know what happened.” “You do?” “Yes. I’ve told you I’m very perceptive.” “I can’t wait to hear your theory.” “Theory?” she laughed heartily. “There’s no theory. For me is obvious.” “What?” “That you have a very strong foot fetish. You love my feet don’t you? At first you loved my body, and when you saw me bare footed, you just couldn’t resist that sight, and ran away from me.” I didn’t know how my face might have looked, astonished as I was. She laughed again and asked me, “Are you married?” “No,” I muttered. “Good. Would you buy me lunch?” “Sure. When and where?” “I’ll finish here in twenty minutes. Wait for me outside.” Half an hour later we were in my car heading down south. When I asked her where were we going she told me not to ask, and enjoy the view. She gave me some directions and I noticed we were going to the seaside. After a twenty minute drive we arrived at a very little beach, with a tiny bungalow in it. She stepped down the car and told me to wait. She got into the bungalow, and a few seconds later she appeared back in the door, waving me to go inside. A nice looking young woman welcomed me to the restaurant. In fact there was only one table by an enormous window with a breathtaking view of the ocean. Sandy sat down, the girl bowed and took her slippers away. She asked me If I wanted to be bare footed as well, and I replied yes. “What is this place?” I asked. “I discovered it a long time ago. It’s not only a restaurant. It’s also a place where you are left alone, to do as you please. No one bothers you, and you don’t bother anyone. The food is superb, but the owner’s biggest concern is customer’s enjoyment. That they can just sit back and relax.” Once she said that, she raised her feet up to my legs. She was caressing my leg, and going up to my crotch. When I tried to touch her feet, she told me to keep my hands still and only move when ordered to. In that moment the waitress brought some cocktails. Sandy, without removing her feet from my thighs, drank a long sip and I did the same.
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