"Aye Aye captain," you say with your best impersonation of popeye before giving her a mocking salute. She grins and looks at you.
"You think you're real funny don't you."
"Not as funny as you boss," you say with a devious grin as you lift yourself up with your forearms.
"Stay down, I don't want you to get more hurt," she says pressing her toes into your chest again and playfully pushing you down. The warmth of the soft fluffy cotton feels good against the bare skin of your chest.
"But I don't wanna!" You say mimicking an unruly toddler.
"Please," she asks, flashing a sad puppy dog face at you that could melt even the coldest heart.
"Okay...." you say defeated. "But only because that actually feels good," you finish, eyeing her socked foot pressing into you. She smiles excitedly.
"I know right?! Feel how soft they," she says giddily resting her foot on you and lifting her toes up.
Despite your excitement, you reach for her foot as calmly as you can and grip it softly. You slide your thumbs gently up the arch of her socked sole several times slowly. The thought of her smooth soft sole under the warm fluffy barrier of her sock sends a twitch to your crotch. Shit... Not now, you think as your thumbs continue to stroke the cotton. You try to push the thoughts away fiercely to avoid getting noticeably "excited," but, as if to poke the fire, Emily takes her other foot and with the weight of a feather, gently traces a circle on your stomach at the sight of your injury. You tense up to avoid becoming erect.
"Making it feel a little better?" Emily asks, completely innocent in thought and totally unaware of how "good" it actually feels. God... You're torturing me Em... You think to yourself as you answer aloud.
"Uhuh," you say closing your eyes and trying to stop your body at all costs. You slowly gain the upper hand on your baser urges. That is until you feel the same warm and fluffy cotton gently brush against your bruised cheek. Fuck... You open your eyes to see Emily rubbing your stomach with one foot and dabbing your cheek tenderly with the toes of her other foot. There's no use fighting now. Your face becomes warm with embarrassment as the blood races down to your crotch. By the time Emily finishes her fifth circle, you're hard on is already full blown. You look at her face and thank god that she's drawn to her phone screen again. You close your eyes and wince in anticipation of what you know is going to come as soon as she locks that screen and returns her gaze.
You wait in terrifying horror for the gasp and the "You fuckin' freak!" that you know is coming. After several moments, you experience a slight confusion as nothing comes. You slightly creep your eye open to see that she is still using her phone.
"Sorry just gotta answer this email, I'll be done in a sec," she says continuing to type.
You close your eyes again and try as hard as you can to calm your body. You're frustration builds as you continue your attempts but it's no good. The more you try, the more you feel the arousing soft and fluffy cotton, the more you imagine her cute feet.
"Okay, done," you hear her say and cringe again as the clicking sound of her screen locking resonates in your ear shortly after. You feel her foot lift away from your stomach. Shit... this is it. Get used to living alone again you think to yourself as you wait for it and within a split second, your tension vanishes as you feel a gentle pressure build at the base of your crotch. You open your eyes slightly and are immediately stunned by the sight in front of you. Emily's mouth hangs slightly ajar in interest rather than disdain ash she gently nudges your crotch with her toes curiously.
"Are you... hard?" she asks, again more curiously than disgusted.
You close your eyes as the red blush of embarrassment fills your cheeks.
"Yeah... I'm sorry... I kinda have a teensy weensy bit of a fo-foot fetish," you nervously stammer and open your eyes again.
"I didn't know the socks felt that soft," she says giggling as she presses her toes down a little more courageously against your shorts. You relax a little as she begins to investigate your crotch with her toes exhibiting a genuinely innocent fascination. You feel the pressure of her foot move up to the base of your erection and your cock twitches slightly from the sensation.
Woah," Emily hoots and lifts her toes off in reaction to the unexpected activity.
She presses her toes back down after waiting a moment and slowly swipes the length of your shaft with them.
"Wowza, that's hard," she says as her mouth drops open in innocent surprise.
She gently glides them up your crotch again making you shudder.
"That must feel really good!" she says letting out a relaxed giggle.
"Yeah..." you say with a strain in your voice as she strokes you again.
"Well... I guess. If it'll make you feel better," she says adorably feigning reluctance.
She slides her foot down your chest and to your crotch to meet the other. She taps her toes together with a giggle and then gently starts to rub your crotch. You let out a blissful sigh as she kneads you tenderly.
"Good?" she asks in a bubbly high pitch.
"Uhuh, you gasp as you watch her investigate playfully.
"You wannuhhhhhh," she says dragging the wanna in a quizzical manner. "Take your shorts off?" she finishes.
"Is that okay?" you ask nervously.
She furrows her brow as if deciding.
"Uhuh," she says and nods willingly.
She slides her feet off your crotch and onto the sheets, allowing you to slide your shorts down. You grip them and cautiously slide the down. Your dick bends against the rim, popping out as you slide them all the way down.
"Wowza!" Emily exclaims again.
You laugh nervously as she eyes it.
"Okay so... never really done a footjob before so should I keep my socks on you want me to take em off?" she asks curiously.
Just hearing her talk about it gets you close...