There are so many ways that I enjoy teasing and denying men. Sometimes it’s a short red skirt that shows off my long lean Foot fetish tease 1.800.601.6975legs or a low cut white blouse that puts my spectacular cleavage on display or a pair of black leather pants that hug my rear like a second skin. I enjoy watching heads turn as I walk past. I know they can’t keep their eyes off my phenomenal ass. Still, there is one particular type of boy I love teasing because they’re so easy to rile up even in public, guys with a foot fetish. Yes, that’s right I love to tease foot boys.

Shoe shopping becomes a teasing session for a foot fetishist.

So last week I decided to go shopping for a pair of heels to wear to a holiday party. I pulled on my favorite black cashmere sweater dress, the one that hugs every curve of my body and slipped on a pair of my favorite red bottomed black pumps. I enter my favorite shoe store and as I’m waiting for the salesman to bring a few pairs of shoes for me try, I catch him looking at me. More specifically I see him staring at my feet. He looked about mid-fifties. He was buying loafers. I’m sure you know the sort. One thing was clear from the look in his eyes, the man sitting across from me had a foot fetish.

Heels are foot fetishist weakness.

Well, he was staring at my pretty pumps and practically drooling. So I slowly crossed my legs and slipped my heel out of my shoe letting it dangle off my toes. Then I watched as he started to squirm in his seat. I then caught his eye and gave him a smirk that let him know I knew exactly what he was up to and that I was going to have a little fun with his foot fetish. He turned a remarkable shade of red.

Leave foot-boy hot and bothered.

By this time, of course, the sales clerk had returned with my heels and another clerk had returned with his loafers. He watched enviously as the salesman slipped my other shoes off and slipped a pair of satin jeweled pumps onto my feet. I stood walked back and forth a bit testing the pumps. I saw him, hastily pulling his jacket over his lap. I walked towards him.
“How do they look?” I asked. He turned even redder and managed to squeak out that he thought the shoes were quite nice. I gave him a nod and returned to my seat.I slipped back into my pumps and told the salesman I would most definitely take the heels, and gave my admirer a wink. He was still red when I left the store.

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