paracarl44
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Her name was Louise and I had met her several times. She was a redhead and stood about 5' 6" and her body type would be what you call lean and lanky. One night she showed up at a party and soon had kicked off her shoes. She walked around in striped socks and during the evening she stepped in a spilled drink and got her socks wet. I made casual conversation with her throughout the evening. Eventually she removed her wet socks and went around barefoot. I noticed that she had the same dark purple polish on both her fingernails and toenails. During the evening several men would tickle her feet as she would curl up in a chair as she left her bare soles exposed. She never laughed or giggled but would quickly pull her feet away.
About a week later I met her at a private club. She waved to me and when I came over to say hi, she gave me a hug. We had several drinks together and I asked her if she would go with me to a movie next Saturday night. She said that she would, so we decided on the early evening showing.
During the movie we shared some popcorn, held hands, and I put my arm around her. After the movie we went and had a couple of drinks and some munchies.
I took her home to her apartment and she invited me in. She said she wanted to get into something more comfortable so I settled on her couch. She came out wearing a loose fitting blouse, slacks, and bedroom slippers with open toes. There were those toes which matched the dark purple polish that she wore on her fingernails. How was I ever going to play with those feet of hers?
She sat down beside me and soon we were kissing. The kissing became more passionate and soon I had her stretched out on the couch with me on top. After awhile I noticed that she had pulled her left leg up. I reached back and massaged her leg and eventually was able to pull it up were I could touch her ankle. I finally managed to get her leg in a position where I could get my finger on her soles while passionately kissing her. I lightly stroked the sole of her bare foot avoiding using my fingernail. This went on for a good twenty minutes without her trying to evade my finger on her sensitive sole. It was getting late and when we finally gave each other a good night kiss she whispered: "I never knew that my feet could turn me on." We made arrangements for another date. I will continue with that story at another time.
It goes to show you how a light caress can create a lasting relationship. Should you be interested in hearing more, then please comment.
About a week later I met her at a private club. She waved to me and when I came over to say hi, she gave me a hug. We had several drinks together and I asked her if she would go with me to a movie next Saturday night. She said that she would, so we decided on the early evening showing.
During the movie we shared some popcorn, held hands, and I put my arm around her. After the movie we went and had a couple of drinks and some munchies.
I took her home to her apartment and she invited me in. She said she wanted to get into something more comfortable so I settled on her couch. She came out wearing a loose fitting blouse, slacks, and bedroom slippers with open toes. There were those toes which matched the dark purple polish that she wore on her fingernails. How was I ever going to play with those feet of hers?
She sat down beside me and soon we were kissing. The kissing became more passionate and soon I had her stretched out on the couch with me on top. After awhile I noticed that she had pulled her left leg up. I reached back and massaged her leg and eventually was able to pull it up were I could touch her ankle. I finally managed to get her leg in a position where I could get my finger on her soles while passionately kissing her. I lightly stroked the sole of her bare foot avoiding using my fingernail. This went on for a good twenty minutes without her trying to evade my finger on her sensitive sole. It was getting late and when we finally gave each other a good night kiss she whispered: "I never knew that my feet could turn me on." We made arrangements for another date. I will continue with that story at another time.
It goes to show you how a light caress can create a lasting relationship. Should you be interested in hearing more, then please comment.
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