So when Josh abruptly stopped, withdrew, kneeled in front of her on the bed, and said, “Let’s try something,” Amy was at least willing to consider it. She didn’t stop him when he started massaging her leg. “You know how much I love you and these long, tan legs of yours, right?” he said. Amy nodded. The massage felt good. He moved his body down a bit and picked up her right leg. He kissed her knee, then nibbled it. Gradually, he turned his attentions to the inside of her knee, massaging and kissing it. It was surprisingly erotic to Amy, a little ticklish but very sensual. She let out a satisfied sigh. Josh continued massaging the inside of her right knee and kissed up the back of her leg. “God, these legs go on forever,” he said. He kissed the back of Amy’s heel.
That got Amy’s attention. “What is he up to?” she thought to herself. Josh moved his hands up to her foot and began to massage it. “You know, I’ve thought about this for a while,” Josh said, looking his girlfriend in the eyes, “You have very sexy feet.” “What?!?” Amy replied, shocked.
“I said, you have very sexy fe-”
“No, I heard what you said, but it’s just weird!”
“Just lie back and give it a chance.” Josh held her foot up with two hands and placed soft kisses from the heel to the ball. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” Into his mouth he placed a few of Amy’s toes. Before Amy realized what was happening, he was sucking on her index toe and putting his tongue in between it and her middle toe. The experience, though not totally unpleasant, disgusted Amy, and she yanked her foot away and sat up.
“What the fuck was that???” she demanded.
“I was sucking your toes. I’ve wanted to do that for a while.”
Amy looked at Josh’s dick. She’d never seen him so hard, not even when they first started dating three years ago.
“I can see that,” she said sardonically. “Look, I don’t want to judge, but that’s just gross. There’s really nothing sexy about feet. I was walking around all day. Who the fuck knows what you just put in your mouth.”
“You were wearing shoes all day, and you took a shower before we had sex. And listen, it’s just a fantasy of mine. I thought you might go for it, considering how much you spend on shoes.”
Looking down at her pumps on the floor, Amy responded, “Closed toe! Didn’t you notice!” Sure, Amy wore flip-flops in the summer - that was normal. What Josh wanted to do was not. “I don’t ever want to do that again,” she told him.
“OK, we won’t. I’m going to get ready for bed.” Josh got up and went into the bathroom. It seemed to Amy like he was in there a long time; she wondered if he was jerking off.
****
The next day, Amy went to brunch with her friend Steph at a cafe downtown. Steph was also tall, about 5’ 6”, and blonde. She was always jealous of Amy’s ability to tan, as her own skin was on the pale side. Amy arrived at brunch wearing a sundress and flip-flops - it was summer, after all - while Steph wore a halter top, shorts, and Converse All-Stars.
After catching up, Amy decided to see whether Steph thought she overreacted to Josh. Of course, Steph’s love life was a mess, whereas Amy and Josh had had a good relationship for years now. Amy explained how they’d been having bad sex, and she wanted to try something different, but when Josh started sucking her toes, she recoiled almost involuntarily.
“I knew he had some kink! Ha! Yeah that’s a deal breaker for me, the whole feet thing. I would never let anyone put their mouth on my toes,” Steph said. “Just thinking about it is making me dry heave.” The girls laughed. “I don’t even wear flip-flops in public!”
“So - I’m not being stupid or closed-minded or anything?” Amy asked.
“Hell no! He’s the one with the weird fetish. He has to deal with it. Though I guess it could be a problem,” replied Steph.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, the thing is, fetishes don’t go away. I dated a guy who really wanted to spank me. We tried it once, I didn’t like it, we talked about, agreed to hold off on it for a while, and I thought that was it. A couple months later, I caught him jerking off to some S&M porn. For some reason, the fact that he was jerking off to that kind of porn was actually worse. I don’t know. We can’t control what grosses us out. Anyway, we were basically done at that point.”
“So you’re saying, if I don’t let him suck my toes, he’s going to look at porn or whatever?”
“I’m saying that he’ll probably try to satisfy his fetish some other way, if he can’t with you.”
“Well, if he’s just looking at porn and I don’t know about it, I can live with that.”
The conversation drifted on. The two reminisced on their days as roommates after college. After a half hour, another party, a man and a woman, sat at an adjacent table. The man was in his early 30s and was unremarkable. The woman was, like Amy, wearing a sundress and flip-flops. Also like Amy, her feet were very tan and French pedicured. However, this woman had some serious foot jewelry on - toe rings on the middle three toes of each foot, as well as anklets.
Amy noticed the woman and her foot jewelry almost immediately. She had never seen someone with that much foot jewelry on. It was almost as if the woman had a foot fetish. Toe rings had never been something that interested Amy, even when they were trendy. After what Josh had confided in her, the last thing she wanted to do was bling her feet out. And the very last thing Amy would consider doing was wearing so many rings and anklets on her feet that someone might think she had a foot fetish.
“Gawd take a look at this chick’s feet!” Steph whispered. “Did a Claire’s blow up in her wardrobe?” The girls chuckled, finished their meals, and departed.
****
Over the next few months, Amy and Josh continued to have infrequent, unsatisfying sex. The rut continued. On top of that, part of the problem, from Amy’s perspective, was that she was now in some respects repulsed by Josh. She didn’t want to hold it against him that he revealed his foot fetish to her, but she couldn’t help it. She’d never met anyone with a foot fetish before - she’d barely ever even heard it mentioned - and it just seemed very deviant to her. She tried not to think about it, but she assumed that Josh was watching some kind of disgusting porn to scratch his itch.
Also over this time period, she began to notice more and more women - young and attractive ones, for the most part - wearing insane amounts of foot jewelry, just like that woman at the cafe. “Is this some new trend?” she wondered to herself.
Finally, at the beginning of fall, she saw a billboard go up a couple blocks from her job, right along the route she walked to get to work. On it, fifty feet wide, a man (whose eyes were cropped out of the picture) enveloped a female foot, which was tanned and had black polish on, with his mouth. The tongue went in between two of the toes. The other foot, wearing several toe rings, rested on the shoulder. “My God!” she thought, “What the fuck are they selling?” She saw, in the lower right hand corner of the billboard, a logo: “ENFETISHA”. “I can’t believe I have to walk past this to work every day,” she muttered.
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