A connoisseur of elegant female feet falls head over heels in love when he finds the perfect pair on which to lavish his attention

Am I a fetishist? A foot fetishist? I like to think of myself more as a connoisseur. All through my sexual life, it has been ladies’ feet that have most excited me. Through the years I have cherished many memories of glimpsing the female foot, glimpses that have given me a charge of sexual electricity: a coworker sitting behind her desk and removing her Nike running shoes and sweat socks and slipping into her heels; a girl sitting at an outdoor cafe, her legs crossed, a shoe dangling on the edges of her toes, while I watch, tantalized, willing that shoe to fall off her foot; a new lover who has just awakened, wearing only a robe, her hair tousled, padding barefoot across a kitchen... Read More