Boss Foot Worship

Boss Foot Worship
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First time on this, but this is a 100% true story felt like sharing mostly cause I impressed myself that I did it. I will preface though that all the situational dynamics were just right when this happened, otherwise I doubt I coulda pulled this stunt off. This happened about 3 years ago now, I was about 27 & my boss, we’ll call her “Alice” was I believed 45 of 46? Her and I had a great working relationship, as well as personal. But never ever romantic or intimate. She was pretty standard hot, blonde hair blue eyes, nice rack, nice body, maybe about 5’6? Kinda muscular but not overly so. She was kind of like a Cameron Diaz type if I had to compare her to a celebrity. For the first few years I worked fir her I could tell her feet were amazing. She tanned a lot & I could tell her feet were real tan on top & creamy on bottom. HOT. But I assumed I’d never get near them. Why would I? How would I? But the idea got into my mind a year or two previously when she was sitting in the back break room with her bare feet up on a chair. Other people were around & she said “I need you to rub my feet...” WTF I thought? I froze... did she just ask that? As I was realizing what actually just happened she snapped “your not rubbing!” Almost in auto pilot mode I walked over and reached out & her and the whole room erupted in laughter. She pulled her feet away & said she was joking & was just seeing if I would.... guess she had asked several people and done the same thing. God I was so close... but the idea was in my mind now, one day I’d get my way with those gorgeous feet. LOL

Maybe another year later I came closer.. her & i were alone and I gave her my phone to show her a video of a physique/bodybuilding show I was in at that time. As she watched the video, she sat down & slipped off 1 shoe. She has black nylons on. She crossed her leg and started rubbing her own foot a bit ... my mind started racing. I could just so easily walk over and start rubbing her foot, maybe start tickling? Before I formulated my plan the video was over and she stood right up. Damnit.. it only fueled my desire more.

Finally another year later. It had been a rough year on her, her businesses future was shaky due to a bunch of employees walking out on her. We were alone one night & she was confiding in me about 1 employee she was particularly hurt by walking out on. She was telling me inside stuff, some interesting gossip blah blah... I realized since we were alone I needed to find a way to get my hands on her feet! I was determined. On the counter I grabbed a pen which she always had these cheap fake rose petals on all the pens.. woulda been a great tickling device. Perfect I thought & put it in my pocket as a weird Law of Attraction motivation? She vented to me for almost an hour...slowly packing up her purse & so on. I just couldn’t think of a way to get my hands on her feet., she was wearing boots also, not sandals or heels which woulda been easier. She continued to vent as I followed her to her car outside the back door in an alley. I was loosing any chance I might have had. She continues to talk as she opened her car door & sat down... but continued to talk and ask me what i thought blah blah. She said she had to go... but something just snapped in my brain “do something!” My subconscious screamed!!! So I jus said “you need to take it easy. You need to have a good laugh...” she laughed in agreement and shifted her body to put her key in the ignition & my hands just took action, I started to tickle her side & near her underarms. She shrieked! I asked if she was ticklish & she shrieked again YES. I had my plan I tickled her side for a few seconds longer & didn’t hesitate when I quickly grabbed her foot and started pulling off her boot , it came off easy & FUCKING BONUS! It pulled her sock off with it!! Before she had a chance to say anything since she was recovering from me tickling her side I started to mercilessly tickle her foot! Oh my god I was actually doing it! I tickled & tickled without any restraint she squirmed and shrieked laughing it was perfect. Finally she caught her breath & said “I can’t breath!!” I let her foot go & she composed herself but I swung right back, I grabbed her other foot & yanked the boot off, sock stayed on this one tho, I grabbed the sock right off and threw it on the ground. Tickling like my life depended on it! She shrieked and begged to stop it then caught her breath enough to yell “my top is gonna fall off”, I held her foot tight and just turned my torso around lol grabbed her other foot so I had both in my grip at the same time, I remembered that pen in my pocket & quickly grabbed it with my other hand using the fake rose petals to tickle her feet like crazy! It was so perfect. This went on for what seemed liked forever, which was perfectly fine with me. I flipped my body around. Can’t recall totally how this transpired but I stopped tickling, dropped one foot and just transitioned into massaging her foot. She was still catching her breath but I asked if she “liked the massage better?” she was still catching her breath & seemed nervous that I was massaging her feet now but she started talking again jus casually as I was rubbing. At one point she said her feet probably smelled , I raised them both up to my nose & sniffed deeply and I replied “nope”, she laughed at that... the whole tone had switched to calm. I massaged her feet now for maybe 10 min it seems like. Eventually she sAid she had to go. I found her sock I pulled off on the ground & that was it. She left in a hurry but it didn’t seem like she was freaked out. The whole situation never came up again & it was never awkward? Pulled it off..
How long ago was this Steve? That’s a great experience. Reminds me of some of my best minus the tickling.
Thanks! This woulda been the summer before last.. 2017 I guess
This is a nice true story, and in my opinion, true stores are the best.

I once worked in a small computer company, and the owner's wife was very pretty, and sort of flirtatious. One time in her office, I offered to rub her feet, and she immediately put them on my lap. But when I started rubbing them, I noticed her toes were crooked. (Deal Breaker!), so after a few minutes I stopped and placed them down. If only her toes were at least passable!
Hey thanks FootTimes, yes I completely agree, I’ve always loved true stories, especially candid stories. I’ve been doing NoFap, so I’ve substituted with reading stories (prolly not recommended by other Fapstronauts) but I’m shocked how few true candid stories I can find online. I’m impressed you went for your bosses wife’s feet, that’s cool.
Thanks I2awrites, glad everyone liked this experience. I don’t work @that job anymore but I’ll admit the only thing I miss about it is that I won’t have another chance to do something like that again, I’ve considered going back JUST for that reason.. her feet were pretty damn hot
What’s up everyone, just remembered something. I wish to Christ I woulda had pics of “Alice’s” feet... but I don’t. But I remembered on the old Howard Stern Show when he tickled Carmen Electra’s feet Alice’s feet looked JUST like hers ... good substitute
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I started a new job this week in an office. Won't go into details but its a good job, though not necessarily something I envision doing the rest of my life. The first week went well. My boss is a somewhat domineering female in her late 40s, very attractive and assertive kind of looks like Nina Hartley. Throughout the week she was making cracks about being a strong woman leading a group of (mostly) men, but I didn't think nothing of it. The week went rather normally, I was adjusting well, but since the new job involved a new sleep schedule, and a lot of adjustment, I hadn't masturbated since the previous Saturday. Yesterday (Friday) after everyone was gone, my boss called me into her office, presuambly to tell me how I had done in my first week.

I walked into her office, greeted her, and sat down. She explained that I had done well for my first week but if I wanted to get ahead I would need to go above and beyond what I was doing. I told her whatever I needed to do I would do, and said all she had to do was ask. What she did next shocked me. She stood up, sat in the chair next to me, and said "you can start with a footrub". I was flabbergasted. There was no way she could have known beforehand about my massive foot fetish, so this was purely coincidental. I was very torn at this point. On the one hand I was disturbed that she would ask me to do this, but I also wanted to touch her sweaty pantyhose covered feet. I was also sure that I would get an erection and she would see, especially since I hadn't masturbated in so long. Either way, there was no getting out of it.

I said "Ok, I can do that", and with that, she kicked off her heels, and presented her feet. They were gorgeous and resting on my lap, though I made sure they didn't go near my crotch. I began to rub them as I had fantasized about doing to a sexy older woman so many times. I was rock hard instantly, but she was at an angle so that she couldn't see my bulge. As I was rubbing she complimented me on how I was doing, not knowing that I knew the female foot more than anything. I could feel the sweat on her soft soles and got turned on more, but couldn't smell what I wanted to. I continued to get more and more aroused, and a horrible thought dawned on me: I might cum. It wouldn't have been the first time I've came in my pants just from touching feet (see my other experience here: http://themousepad.yuku.com/topic/13332 ... t-Accident ), and having not masturbated in almost a week I knew that it was a distinct possibility and that the load would be huge. I couldn't stop now though, even if she let me I was too entranced.

I continued to rub, and get more and more aroused, and she continued to compliment me, occasionally letting out a slight moan or telling me to focus on a particular area. Eventually, I knew it was going to happen. I wasn't at the point of no return but I just knew. A few seconds later I could feel my balls tighten, I began to flush and was about to cum. As I was cumming I let out a slight moan. That was enough for her to notice, and she looked down at my crotch just in time to see my cock throbbing and spurting semen, leaving a visible stain on my pants. "What are you doing", she said, as I was nearly breathless. "Oh my god", she said with a slight giggle. All I could manage was a quiet "I'm sorry". I was so embarrassed, and sure I was fired. "You like feet, don't you, I mean REALLY like feet" she said. I nodded. "You liked me feet so much you came in your pants just from touching them". I said nothing. "I didn't know we had a footboy in the office" she said. "This is very interesting". "Go now, clean yourself up. I'll have to figure out what to do with you on Monday". I left, embarassed, and relived both that I had cum and that I wasn't fired. From what she said, it wouldn't be my last encounter with her feet, and hopefully Monday will have all sorts of surprises.

I'll post what happens Monday here that evening. Hopefully all goes well.
I can't wait man, this is pretty damn exciting, I'm dieing to know what happens next!
Can't wait either...best of luck & enjoyment.
Sorry for the delay in posting. Several things have happened this week and I have been so overwhelmed that I haven't been able to update. I'll only talk about one now, which happened on Monday, and leave the rest for later.

She called me in first thing Monday. As expected, she told me that I was now going to be servicing her feet at her discretion. I could have protested, but why would it. She assured me that I would enjoy myself, but I did need assurance. With that, she promted me to lie down on the floor. She kicked her shoes off next to me, placed her feet in front of my face and told me to start worshipping. She wasn't wearing pantyhose, so I was in direct contact with her smooth soles. "I don't want you cumming in your pants again this time, if you do you'll be in big trouble. I was rock hard, but I wasn't worried about cumming, since I had masturbated to what happened on Friday several times over the weekened. However, throughout the session, I knew I was close, and that any stimulation would put me over the edge. I licked, rubbed, sniffed and caressed her feet, drooling and slobbering all over them. After about 10 minutes of this she told me to stop. "Look at that bulge in your pants" she said. "I can't have you in the office all flustered and distracted. I think you need to reliave yourself. Take it out". She didn't need to tell me twice. I pulled my hard cock out for her to inspect. "Not bad for a footboy", she said. "Go ahead and get yourself off. Use my shoe" she said, handing one of her heels to me. I started to stroke my hard cock. Once again, the sheer arousal got the best of me, and within 10 seconds I was done, grunting and blowing a huge load. "Quick again I see" she said. "Well at least its not in your pants. Go on now. Be back here first thing tomorrow".
So your new boss, of less than a week, tells you that to "get ahead" at this job, you have to... wait for it... rub and worship her feet. I would think that any savvy Mousepad reader realizes how absurdly implausible this premise is. Nothing personal.
Really should be in 'stories' as it's obviously fiction. This section is for real events.
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