intofemfeet1
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At a small gathering of friends over the weekend, I was seated at a small table next to this stunning red haired girl (24 - 25 ish) who stood about 5' 2" and had nice small feet. I had met her once before, but never got the chance to check out her cute feet.
As the night went on, and darkness set in, I watched her stretch her legs several times under the table. To my surprise, she had kicked off her shoes and was flexing her feet and toes. I must have stared at them too long and got caught. As I lifted my eyes up, I saw her watching me, and she smiled. In a bold move during one of her stretches, I grabbed her leg and rested that soft left foot on my knee.
As we talked to others across the table, I slowly started to massage her foot without anyone knowing but us. Now, as any good tickler would do, the massages slowly transformed into tickles.
I played with her bare left foot for about a half hour, before she brought her right foot up to join it ... on her own. I continued my slow, deliberate, torturous tickles for another twenty minutes. When the other people stood up, she let out her pent up giggles, wiggled her toes wildly and told me how it was driving her mad!
I can't wait until we get together again in a few months. I will have to make sure I am seated next to her then too.
Short but sweet ... there it is.
M
As the night went on, and darkness set in, I watched her stretch her legs several times under the table. To my surprise, she had kicked off her shoes and was flexing her feet and toes. I must have stared at them too long and got caught. As I lifted my eyes up, I saw her watching me, and she smiled. In a bold move during one of her stretches, I grabbed her leg and rested that soft left foot on my knee.
As we talked to others across the table, I slowly started to massage her foot without anyone knowing but us. Now, as any good tickler would do, the massages slowly transformed into tickles.
I played with her bare left foot for about a half hour, before she brought her right foot up to join it ... on her own. I continued my slow, deliberate, torturous tickles for another twenty minutes. When the other people stood up, she let out her pent up giggles, wiggled her toes wildly and told me how it was driving her mad!
I can't wait until we get together again in a few months. I will have to make sure I am seated next to her then too.
Short but sweet ... there it is.
M
