"Well, in that case... I wish that i could give you a foot massage."
It takes all of your will to keep looking at her after saying such an embarrassing thing. You prepare for her to be surprise, but the smile she shows is definitely not what you expected.
"Hey, why not, I never had one after all. It's very nice of you to propose!".
She switch her smile to a cute face.
"But you know, you don't have to wish for that. I mean, it's not me doing something for you, but you doing something for me in that case. So, i'll grant you this wish for free!"
You can't tell if she is really that naive or if she is toying with you, using the situation to play a cute little innocent girl role. Whatever is the answer, you couldn't be more happy.
You get on your knee as she rise her left foot right in front of your face. Her little foot is the cutest you ever saw. Not a spot of dirt, really clean and you can only smell the sweet aroma of her sole, most likely to be a mix between her skin smell and a little sweat, but far from being disgusting. Really, it's just enough to entice you.
You get closer and take her left foot into your hand, which is about the size of her sole. You start by rubbing it, appraising the texture and the size, before taking each of her toes between your finger. When your first touch is done, you start working, effectively massaging her foot.
You don't have any experience in that field, so you just follow your instinct (or your arousal), rubbing her sole, tickling her toes. You don't really know if you are doing it right, but it sure does the trick, since the little genie is now eyes close, head back and leaning like she would in a relaxation time.
"You like it?"
"hm hm..." she nods. "Keep doing it please, that's really good."
Smiling, you get back to work and give it your best.
After about ten minutes of treatment, her left foot retreat as she gives you the right, keeping her eyes close. You discretly kiss her big toe before doing the same thing you did to the left. If she felt your lips on her toe, it didn't bothers her, as she doesn't react.
You could do this for hours, but after ten new minutes, as you massage her right foot, she stretch, 'accidently' pushing her left foot directely on your face, the space between her toes and her sole right on your nose and your lips touching her sole. You take the occasion to silently inhale her odor.
You can't tell if she did it on purpose, since she keep her eyes close, but her left foot doesn't move, nor she apologized.
You decide to...
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