"...you massage my left foot for awhile, and when you're done you get a reward?"
You nodded silently, hands grabbing her left foot. You had been waiting for a moment like this for a long time. Of course you weren't going to go around to strangers, or even casual acquaintances, and ask to touch their feet. No, your fetish needed to wait on the backburner, for a serious girlfriend, if not a spouse. It was going to be years, and you knew it, which was a reality difficult for you to accept. But you had accepted it, and now here you were. You began by stroking the top of her foot with your fingers, moving from her ankle to her toes.
"You've done this before, I take it?" She winked at you as you continued to stroke the top of her foot, as if you were trying to squeeze something in her foot out her toes.
"I've...I've read articles online," you mumbled. She giggled. Grabbing her toes with your left hand, you pulled them back and pressed your thumb into the ball of her foot right beneath her toes. You started rotating your thumb in a circle on that spot. She moaned and threw her head back, long blonde hair haphazardly splaying about around her head.
"Ooooh! OOOOOH!" She grunted.
"I do know what I'm doing, if that's what you mean." You made a couple more small circles before moving to another spot on the outside of her foot, just below her toes, and repeating the process.
"Clearly!" She gasped.
You repeated this small circle process all the way down her sole, applying extra pressure to her heel when you got there, each pressure point drawing gasps of pleasure from the gorgeous blonde. Lifting the foot slightly up in the air, you started to rotate it around at the ankle. You did this about five times one way, then rotated it back the other way.
"This isn't just a rub...I feel like I'm getting a professional massage!" Daisy muttered. You started to knead her sole with your left fist, pressing your balled hand into her soft foot with firm pressure.
"Well, I...I try," you answered, taking in the feel of your fist sinking into her fleshy sole. God, her feet were something else. You had always hoped that your eventual girlfriends and wife would have decent feet, maybe you'd make sure they took care of them, but to have such an amazing pair right off the bat...it was more than you could have hoped for. You weren't going to squander this opportunity.
Finally, you pinched her pinky toe between your thumb and index finger and gently rolled it back and forth. You loved the rich red toenail paint on each of her toes, a dark cherry that contrasted perfectly with her pale white foot. She groaned impudently as you rolled the toe back and forth, the other toes on her foot flexing around. Slowly, you moved down her foot, all the way up to her big toe, giving it a couple of twists back and forth before leaving a kiss right in the middle of her sole and ending your massage.
"Well, a promise is a promise!" Daisy said, sitting up and placing her feet down on the ground. "So...what sort of reward should I give you..."
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