We sat down at a small booth. We sat next to each other. She had her gorgeous legs and nyloned feet crossed towards me. She started rubbing my arm and I placed my hand on her thigh. I rubbed her warm thigh and moved down, gradually, to the top of her foot. I went up and down. I didn't want to make her suspicious that I had a fetish, so I tried to be careful. I was moving my hand on top and around her nyloned foot. Soon I moved to the side of her foot. She was too preoccupied eating and rubbing my arm. So I gently and slowly pushed down on the heel cup. Surprisingly, she popped the heel off but then popped it back on. I had never seen her do that before. I waited patiently for her to do it again, but it looked like that was it. So I rubbed her leg up and down again, stopping at the top of her foot. I moved my hand back to the top of the heelcup and gently pushed down. Off it came. She didn' t seem to mind. So I rubbed her heel and as much of her arch as I could. She tried to snap it back on, but it hit my hand. She snapped it a couple of times as if you tell me that whe wanted it back on, but I wouldn't let her. So she let it be. It was sexy sight, but I knew as soon as I removed my hand, she would pull it back on, so I gently pulled it off more. Now she was actively trying to get it back on, wiggling it and so forth. It was so arousing. Finally she reached down and pulled it back on. I pulled a little bit closer toher and worked her leg and thigh again. Then I got down to her feet again. She was rotating it around and this time she popped the heel but the foot was pointing in the air so as to make it easy to pop the heel back on. She popped it a couple more times and then gently let the slightly hanging shoe come back down. She did this 2 times. The second time she did this I gently moved the shoe slightly farther off, so that the heel of the pump was "resting" on the carpet. That didn't seem to bother her and she left it that way. It was exciting and I was aroused. I think she tried to snap it back on a couple of times but seemed content to just let the heel rest on the floor. All the while we were intermittently talking and eating. She seemed to really enjoy herself and I KNOW I enjoyed myself
The other foot must have been sore also. I went under the table to pick up a utensil (haha) and saw her rock back and forth on the other foot. She arched her foot up on her toes several times and that often means she is trying to pop that heel. Not always but often. So I helped her a bit my giving the slightest tug to the heel on that shoe. Off it came. There I saw it; a fully arched foot in all its glory. Beautiful, clean sock liner. Clean readable label. She asked me if I "found" my fork. I said "yeah..I think I see it..its sort of dark down here".
I took a chance and said "nice shoes..I like them". She said "thanks.....sort of tight though". I said "well I can give you a nice massage aftewards". She said "oh no..that's ok". I said "no..really..its no problem". She said "well maybe". A few minutes later I wanted to see if she had slipped that foot back into the shoe so I opened up my wallet as if to look at something and I "accidentally" dropped a $10 bill on the floor. I said "god I'm clumsy today". She giggled a little. I went under the table again and her foot was about halfway out of the shoe. So she wanted it off afterall. She even slipped her foot in and out of the shoe a couple of times. That reminded me of something The other shoe was still "resting" on the carpet though now and then she would point it in the air and "close the gap" a couple of times.It was totally arousing and I had to excuse myself to the men's room. There is more to this story but I will quit here, the most interesting part.
