My father was going on a ten-day fishing trip with his buddies. I was now going to spend ten days alone with my mom. At forty-eight years of age, she's added a few pounds but her legs and little feet are still sexy. I've had a curiosity with the female foot, especially hers since my eighteenth birthday a few years back. I look forward to checking out her toes after each trip to the spa for a pedicure. I also try to make a point about complimenting her on her pretty toes after her spa visits.
My curiosity of the female foot intensified a month ago after the divorced neighbor next door seduced me one afternoon. I was working in the backyard when Mary called me over to help her with a clogged pool filter. I've helped her out many times before, so I went on over.
Mary is in her fifties but still looks pretty nice. I hadn't really looked at her sexually until that day. She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit that was cut low in the front exposing her ample cleavage. While we worked on the filter together, she kept bending over exposing her breasts to me. My brain told me not to look, but my eyes wouldn't listen. I soon started to harden and in order to stop; I stared down at the ground. I believe Mary noticed my predicament, so she moved closer to me, almost touching. I continued working with the filter while Mary started to work the vacuum hose. I was safe now as she faced away from me putting the unit in the pool.
I watched as Mary moved several steps away and started working the hose in the pool. My attention was soon diverted as I watched her right foot start brushing against her left leg. The movement was slow, almost seductive. As I watched with intent, I thought I saw her take a quick glance towards me. I wanted a better view of her little foot since I could only see her heel moving up and down. I decided to move my position and this time Mary definitely glanced back at me. She sensed my intentions and helped me out by moving closer. Mary was now standing next to me and to my benefit; she couldn't see me unless she twisted her head around. She started to make small talk as she worked.
A moment later she took her left foot and started gently rubbing it against her right leg. I now had a front row view of her little foot as it traveled up and down. Her foot looked to be in perfect shape. There were no dry patches or callous marks. I finished with the filter but I didn't tell her so. Her foot was so pretty, almost as nice looking as my mom's. I have never been this close to my mom's feet and I wondered what she would do if I leaned over and kissed her traveling foot.
I was getting hard again and my curiosity was growing. I inched a little closer not knowing that Mary could now sense me behind her. As she continued to talk, she bent her leg lifting her foot right next to my face. I stared as she continued the tease by wiggling her toes inches from my wanting lips. The red polish made them look like delicious lollipops. The silver toe ring on her second toe looked extra sexy. I had dreamt of licking my mom's toes and now my neighbor's sexy feet were inches away from my face. Mary pulled it back and started running them again up and down her legs. I was completely hard now and I knew there was no hiding it.
Another minute of teasing passed before Mary posed a question. "Since you're done with the filter, would you do me one last favor before you go?"
"Sure, I've got time," I answered back.
Mary turned around, looked me in the eyes and asked, "My feet are really sore. Would you be a sweetheart and give them a massage while I lay out in the sun?
I tried not to be too excited as I responded, "O.K."
As she walked ahead of me, I adjusted myself making my hard-on not so obvious. Mary placed her chaise lounge in the grass and glanced my way before lying down on her stomach. I sat on down in the grass next to her dangling feet. I took one foot in my hand and stared at its beauty. I then started to massage her foot and was amazed at how soft and supple her skin was.
