This little female foot slut offered to massage my feet at the gym in the workout room.
“Well…, I acted like I was thinking it over, “Are you sure you REALLY want to?”
I noticed her gulp, “Yes.”
Then teasing once again, “I already told you I’m a bitch.” I just couldn’t resist, “Well maybe if you were to ask me nicely.”
I held my breath, awaiting the response I was sure was going to come. “Please, I…I’d like to massage your feet for you, ok?” was my little pet’s response.
“Hurry up then, I don’t have all day”, I said impatiently. This time she didn’t hesitate, she walked over to me. Unsure of what to do, she stood shyly in front of me, and removed my right shoe. As she began to rub my foot through my sweaty gym sock, I uncrossed my leg moving my foot over and down, until she had no choice but to kneel down in front of me.
I rewarded her, by parting my legs slightly giving her a glance at my pink lace thong. An almost inaudible groan escaped from her throat, which confirmed I was having the proper effect. I could also notice her little headlights poking out through her blouse.
I picked up my magazine and began to read, ignoring her as she continued to work on my foot, while she knelt bent over at my pretty bare foot on the hard gymnasium floor.