Foot Fetish Erotica: Wallet Drained by her Pantyhose
Work’s Pantyhose Freak got a Kinky Surprise
She left her desk to get some latte. Walking slowly towards the small kitchen, she noticed how few of them were working these later shifts; not exactly graveyard hours or third shift, simply late afternoon and part of the evening. Stretching her slender, long legs, again she caught a glimpse of Mike, one of her coworkers. Mike was a tall, cute fellow, and he had that kind of raw masculine 
beauty that she loved to see in a man. But there was also something else inside of him, some secret impulse, desire or need that kept him trying to stare into his female co-workers’ feet. That wasn’t the first time she caught him. During the meetings, in the hallways, during their breaks, Mike would try to catch a glimpse of girl’s feet. And whilst she was feeling uneasy, she was also feeling very excited just by thinking about it: she was the object of
someone’s desire. She was the object of Mike’s worship – or rather, her feet – and no one could take that away from her.
The hot female co-worker started provoking him and wearing different kinds of shoes and stockings at work. One day she was wearing high heels that let him see her perfectly manicured toes. He almost fell over when she walked into the office so late, but Mike managed to compose himself and to stay calm. He felt the throbbing of his dick and the rush of energy crawling up his spine. “Calm yourself”, he said to himself with his inner voice, “or you’ll get caught”. Another day she decided to wear flats, but with a short skirt and let him see the line of her calves and her long, slender legs. He needed to take a break after seeing her and she realized that he probably went to the toilet to rub one out. Pleased with herself, she decided it was time to up the game. Next day she wore see-through nylons and very revealing high heels. She would often yawn around their almost empty office, waiting for other people to leave. She knew that Mike wasn’t going to pass the opportunity to take a good look at her gorgeous feet, and she also hoped he’ll make his move. She was right.
Paycheck Drained because of his Nylons Fetish
Mike moved from his table, staying casual and relaxed. He had his phone with him and he hoped he could take a photo of her gorgeous feet. He knew that she was teasing him and they were practically alone there, but some of the co-workers will be coming inside soon because their break was almost over. Besides, they were playing their little game for three months now, and he wanted to have something more, something other than his memories to play with at home. He went towards the exit and tried to casually snap a photo… But forgot to turn off his flash. The flash fired and immediately knew that she had him – he just tried to a take a photo of her sensual, gorgeous feet. Embarrassed, Mike tried to run away but she quickly caught him. “Listen, I know what’s been going on around here, and I’ll keep my mouth shut. As long as you agree to pay me $50 whenever I catch you staring at my feet, my mouth will stay shut and you’ll be safe here.” He quickly agreed without thinking, and the next months passed in a sort of misty haze. He would have to pay her those $50 from time to time, but it wasn’t too often and she seemed to be enjoying it.
One evening they were working late and they were the only two people around. After realized she could finally make her move: she casually approached his desk, leaned over and made a proposal. “How would you like to worship my feet, Mike”, she asked, “how about you undress my nylons and I’ll tease you”. He silently agreed and felt those see-through nylons under his fingers; they were so soft and delicate, just like her skin. She continued to tease him. “My oh my, how you love feet, Mike. Have you ever fantasized about licking my soles? They tend to be so dirty after a whole day’s work. And my toes are so tasty and delicious, so perfect, small and cute. It would be a shame if no one would touch them all day long. I want you to worship them and to touch them… But not now. Not today, Mike. Soon. Today you’ll only worship them from afar and watch me play with them.” She continued to tease him but after a few weeks, she decided to let him smother her stinky feet. He slowly reached for them one night at the office (both of them were by now working graveyard shifts for this purpose). Mike could feel his cock getting so hard, rock hard, just by touching her beautiful soles. He would smother them, feet their scent, their pungent musk and inhale deeply before licking every toe. The female co-worker would also enjoy herself: she had him under her control. After a while, she let him take out his dick and spray her delicate nylons. Mike jizzed thick ropes of cum while he was still sniffing her feet, without even touching himself. His orgasm spasm was so violent that he shook, and she knew that he would be her forever. The feet crushing was only one of many ideas and plans she had for Mike in the future.
