This happened when I was in the closet big time. A friend of mine worked at a country club swimming pool and I went to visit him one day. There was a very cute, petite brunette there who had very sexy feet. In fact, her feet looked almost identical to Crystal from Tickleclip Fantasies, only she had higher arches. She climbed onto a rock shelf that was next to me and dangled her bare feet a few inches from where I was standing. This was one of those times that I had to feed my fetish regardless of anything else, so I ran my forefinger up and down her arch for a while and then she started running her feet over my finger, I guess to reciprocate. Needless to say I was in erotic heaven. I started dating her and a typical night would involve a period of foot tickling and when I could stand it no longer, we would have sex. The last time I saw this girl was when I shared an apartment with a couple of other guys. We were in bed fully clothed except she was barefooted. She was sitting in between my legs and started giving me a handjob. She extended one of her legs and placed her bare foot on my chest with the sole of her bare foot a few inches from my face. Here is the sad part. At that point I wasn't ready to divulge the sexual nature of my foot tickling fetish so I froze up. I couldn't bring myself to start feverishly tickling her foot while she was whacking me off, because I didn't want her to know that it was sexual. If I had started, I would have come unglued. Instead, I just grabbed her ankle while she whipped me off. Apparently,she had figured out what turned me own, but I was too stuck in the closet to act out. I have regretted that to this day.