For foot fetishists — of which I am one — summer is the perfect season.

There are so many reasons to go without shoes, so many places for bare toes and soles. The beach. The backyard. Poolside. A garden barbecue. Summer is my dream-come-true time of year. Sadly, when the weather changes, when the winter comes, opportunities grow scarce. At least, they always had in the past. Then I met Julia, my girlfriend, and told her exactly what turns me on the most.

“Just bare feet?” she asked me.

“Bare feet,” I agreed, nodding. “Minus the ‘just.’ Bare feet turn me on.”

We were in bed while we spoke, and Julia raised one leg in the air and wiggled her toes at me. “So that turns you on?” She seemed completely charmed by the... Read More