You text Caitlin back saying how utterly helpless you looked under her foot.
Caitlin replies, "Yeah its a good look for you" with a laughing emoji.
Next Class
You came in early to the gym, just because you wanted to hang out with Caitlin. There she was, at the front desk as usual.
She looks puzzled, "Hey! Isn't your class not for like another hour or two".
You make the excuse that this was the only time you could get a ride, rather than walking all the long trek.
"Well since you got nothing to do, you can hang out with me" Caitlin then pulled up a rolly chair next to her.
As you sat down, you noticed Caitlin was rolling a tennis ball underneath her soles. Caitlin punched away on the computer as you watched her feet.
You ask if her feet hurt.
Theres a pause in the time you asked from when she answered. Caused you to gulp a bit.
Caitlin then displays her soles, her black gi cutting through the air. Wiggling her toes, Caitlin points at her foot, saying how it helps relieving some pressure.
Caitlin returns to the computer but her foot is still displayed. You reach out and begin touching her foot. She doesn't react.
You try to massage them but in the angle, you can't get a good grip.
Caitlin laughs, "Whatcha trying to accomplish there".
You claim a proper massage would do better than some lame tennis ball.
Caitlin smiles and extends both legs into your lap. "Just so you know, once you begin, you have to keep it up until all my soreness is gone... deal"
The sensation of her large soles so close to your groin was orgasmic but you tried to keep cool.
Pressing into her meaty soles, got a big smile outta her. The clacking of the computer keys got drowned out as you focused on your job.
After a while of massaging, Caitlin comments, "Aw my heels". She asks if she can put her legs closer to your torso as there's a lot of pressure being put on her heels.
Since Caitlin was already on a rolly chair, you pull her closer causing her feet to press into your torso. Also the sudden pull startled her causing an audible 'OOP'.
You left one foot against your torso and picked up the other and began to rub them off.
30 mins pass of massaging her feet.
Your hands have cramped up and you refrain from the massage.
Caitlin notices you've stopped and pokes you with her foot. "Run outta gas buddy".
You nod and ask how much time before your class began.
Checking her watch, "about 50 more minutes! I can run some drills with you in 20 minutes, once I finish up here".
You rub your fingers against her soles and ask if she can do some facekicks.
"Like in that video I asked you to help me with".
Nodding again, you take her feet and place them on your chest. You initiate a vertical motion which grinds them against your torso.
Caitlin chuckles and asks, "so this is your solution to your hands cramping. How innovative".
Caitlin lightly pounds her soles into your chest and you ask her if she can practice the facekicks on you from where she's sitting.
Caitlin looks at you asking, "So you coming in early... giving foot massages... and now asking for specific kicks. Seems like somebody has a liking for... FEET".
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