Footsie at the movies ... with an onlooker

[witickler32]

My wife and I went to the movies yesterday to see the new Ben Stiller movie. The movie was ok, but the show that my wife gave one particular moviegoer was much better.

We sat in the middle of the row about half way up the theater. There were female feet up on a lot of the seats when we got there, so I was like a kid in a candy store. I was also excited because I knew that my wife's hot little size 6.5 feet would be on display soon as well.

She was wearing brown leather sandals that were little more than a few strips of leather attaching holding the bottom of the shoe to her foot. Her toes were painted an OPI color called "Ms. Something's BBQ." It is a deep red color that actually looks like barbeque sauce. I can report that it does not taste like barbeque sauce. however.

Anyway, we sat down and started eating our popcorn as the previews started playing. She slipped her sandals off right away and put her feet up on the seat in front of her. Not just up against it, but her feet were resting on the top of it for everyone to see. They looked fantastic even in the dim light and I wondered how many foot guys behind us were now hypnotized. I would learn that at least one was.

As the movie started (here comes the footsie part), I put my left foot up on the back of her chair. She immediately slid her right foot down and rested in on top of mine. Her feet were soft and warm and it felt so good. She would lightly press down with her toes from time to time almost giving the top of my foot a massage. Every once in a while, she would put both of her feet on top of mine. I was loving every minute of it.

After a while, she needed to adjust her position and slid her left foot between the two seats in front of her, resting it on the arm rest. Almost immediately, a guy a few seats to her left in the row in front of us turned his head to the right and seemed very interested. After a few minutes of turning and looking and turning and looking, he got up and left. I knew exactly what was going on and knew he would be back.

He came back a few mintues later with a drink. However, when he sat down, he moved himself over two seats and there was now only one seat between him and where my wife's foot was resting. My wife looked over at me and asked quietly if she should move her foot. This guy had worked hard for his new position so I shook my head no. The guy slid down in his seat so it was hard to see his head, but I am sure that he missed most of the rest of the movie. I felt kind of bad for hiim because I'm sure he was trying to get up the courage to touch her foot, but never did (I'm not sure what my reaction would have been). Now he is probably kicking himself like I would be for not acting on the opportunity.

Meanwhile, she still has her right foot up against mine and it still feels fantastic. The bottom of my foot hurt a little from being pressed up against the chair, but it was well worth it. About an hour into the movie, she rotated her position and rested her right foot over the arm rest between us and put it on my left thigh, basically in my lap. She knows I love her feet and she loves her feet to be played with. I didn't start to play with them right away, so she wiggled her toes against my leg to make sure that I knew what she wanted.

By the way, her left foot was now back on top of the seat in front of her. I have no idea what our friend was doing because I was busy rubbing my wife's foot and trying to maintain my composure. I rubbed her toes and her feet were really soft and there was still a little lotion between her toes because she lotioned her feet right before we got out of the car. She uses this foot lotion called Berry, Berry Smoothie that smells so good.

I am also a tickler so I culd not resist tickling her little feet. I did it lightly on her sole and tops of her toes and foot with my fingertips. I love how that makes her squirm quietly in her seat. When there was a funny scene, I would tickle harder and tickle the sides of her feet and her ankles where she is really ticklish. I was the only one who could tell that her laugh was just a bit different and louder than normal at those times.

When the movie ended, we sat there watching the credits like we usually do. As we exited, guess who was standing there waiting for us. He pretended to look down at his watch as we walked passed him so my wife could use the restroom (we've all used that old trick before). I was temped to go talk to him and ask him what he though of my wife's feet while she was gone, but decided not to.

A great time was had by all. I got to play footsie in the theater, tickle my wife's feet, and enjoy the fact that a fellow foot guy got a little show from my lady. And, we saw an OK movie. Not a bad afternoon.

By the way, I am attaching some pictures of the wife's feet. I would love to hear what you think of them and our experience.

WI

[ccs2essentia]

very pretty little feet thanks for showing