A woman who I couldn’t stand, discovered my fetish and used it to seduce me [MF]

I’d taken an instant disliking to Tracy when we’d first started working together at a large retail store about ten years ago. I was kind of a free spirit in my late 30’s and she was a close-minded bitter divorced grandmother in her late forties. I normally get on well with people, but so many aspects of her personality were the absolute opposite of what attracts me to someone that I would find myself actively trying to avoid her and, though I’d always remain civil, I would always try and shut down any conversations we had as fast as possible. Despite this, or maybe because of it, she was always making a big effort to become friends with me and I soon became suspicious that she might even be expecting more than friendship from me. This was confirmed by a mutual friend who told me that she was quite infatuated with me and was quite convinced that we would end up together. The thought of it kind of made my skin crawl and I doubled my efforts to keep her at a distance. Weirdly this did absolutely nothing to discourage her.

Now, like a lot of guys, I have a bit of a fetish for female feet. I’ve never really understood it, but it’s undeniable. If I see a woman barefoot or in open toed shoes, I have to make a concerted effort not to stare. I know it’s considered an odd fetish by many and creeps some girls out, so for the most part I just try to keep it to myself and try not to be weird about it. I’m not sure how, but somehow Tracy either figured out I had one (possibly from a male friend at work who I’d mentioned it to during a late night drunken discussion, or perhaps she’d caught me staring a little too hard at the feet of a customer at the store). All of a sudden, whenever I was around she would find some way of showing off her feet. For example, we’d be in the elevator together and she’d slip off her shoe, complaining that it was rubbing, or she’d sit in the staffroom letting her shoe dangle from her toes and “accidentally” let it fall. I would try hard not to look, but I just couldn’t help myself. Despite not being attracted to Tracy as a person, I couldn’t say the same about her feet, which were very attractive. Much to my surprise and dismay, I would frequently find my mind drifting and wondering how much she’d be willing to indulge my fetish, if I were to give in and sleep with her. In person, at work, I was being my usual aloof self with her, but at home alone, I began to have frequent masturbatory fantasies about her.

Eventually, the inevitable happened. We were having leaving drinks for someone at the store, and as was always the case, Tracy cornered me and bought me a drink. She was wearing some silver sandals and her nails were freshly painted a gorgeous dark cherry red colour. I made much less effort than usual to cover up my interest in them. We sat and had a couple of drinks and eventually, she asked (as if she didn’t know already) why I kept looking at her feet. I blushed hard, my cheeks almost as read as her nails, and stuttered and stammered before eventually saying something like, “I like your shoes”. She laughed and said, “I thought maybe you were one of those feet guys”. I smiled at her looking deeply embarrassed, “Well, you do have nice feet”. She looked thrilled to have finally been paid a compliment by me. She didn’t leave my side for the rest of the evening. The conversation became more flirtatious and eventually she pressed me more about my foot fetish, asking me what I like about feet and what I like to do with them. I told her and she leaned in towards me and said quietly into my ear, “If you come home with me, I’ll let you suck my toes, but on one condition”

“What’s the condition?” I asked

“You’ll have to wait and see”

I looked down at her perfect feet, imagining the incredible pleasure of licking and sucking her gorgeous toes and I agreed.

Within the hour, I was back at her house, kissing and caressing her feet. I felt slightly humiliated at having been turned into a foot slave by this woman who I would once have done anything to avoid, and to be honest, the slightly demeaning nature of it made it all the more arousing. I sucked happily on her toes for only about a minute when she withdrew them, saying, “Ok, now, about that condition…” She stood up and help out her hand, “come with me,” she said. I took her hand and she led me to the bedroom.

Once inside, we started kissing, our tongues touching and our hands all over each other. After all this time avoiding her and trying to keep my distance, I found myself overtaken with absolute lust for this woman. My hands were soon inside her clothes fondling her breasts, then lifting her skirt to grab her large round buttocks. She fumbled with my belt and eventually had it loose. She reached into my boxers and pulled out my cock, which was as hard as it had ever been. She stroked it as we kissed, then sank to her knees and took it in her mouth. I had never been sucked so hungrily in my life. It was incredible. Soon we were naked on the bed, my head between her legs, face buried in one of the wettest pussies I’d ever seen. I had never wanted to devour a pussy as much as I did that moment. My tongue probed every part of her pussy, trying to find what pleasured her most. I made her cum hard with my fingers inside her as I sucked and licked on her clit. I moved up and started kissing her breasts and sucking her nipples, then kissing her on the mouth as the tip of my cock brushed her dripping wet slit. She reached down and guided it in. It was ecstasy. I knew I wouldn’t last long as she wrapped her legs around me and I began to fuck her. Within only a couple of minutes, I was creaming deep inside her as she bit down on my shoulder and grabbed my buttocks. I rolled off her and lay next to her, she climbed on top of me and told me she wanted me to stay the night and fuck her again and again, which is exactly what I did. I don’t think I’ve ever explored another persons body as thoroughly as I did that night. We were still sucking and fucking as the sun rose the next day.

Although we never became a couple, we continued to have an intense carnal relationship for a little over a year, until she moved to another town. We still occasionally message each other and enjoy the odd sexting session or phone sex and talk about meeting up to explore some of our wilder fantasies together. I have a couple of other stories I might share from our time together, if anyone’s interested.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uip3vr/a_woman_who_i_couldnt_stand_discovered_my_fetish