The Terminal (Part 2) - Dream Vacation My plot to make you..

The Terminal (Part 2) - Dream Vacation My plot to make you my personal vacation foot pet went even better than originally planned! Perhaps that little wave & wink I gave you while passing you on the plane to my seat really hit the whole thing home? Not that any further encouragement was needed after giving you that amazing sole show in the terminal... Either way, you weren't going to wait until we landed to see me again. Once the plane was up in the air and the seat belt signs were turned off, you eagerly and anxiously made your way to the washrooms. The dead give away for how desperate you already were for me, was the fact that you were pretty much at the front of the plane and chose not to use the vacant washrooms up there, but trek all the way to the washrooms at the back... You pass by me, our eyes me.et and once more I give you a deviously cheeky grin, as if saying "I know you're crazy about my feet..." You wave, face as red as a strawberry, as you continue by me. If our flight wasn't full, I know you would have abandoned your false mission to the bathrooms and sat down next to me... All well, you'll just have to spend the rest of the flight continuing to fantasize about me! As we touch down and disembark, I find you pretty much where I expect you, pacing around the baggage pick up, clearly looking around for me and hoping to God that this too was my final destination! It was like a moment out of a movie for you when I walked right up to you and said "Well hi there foot fella!" You instantly gave into it with humble charm, apologizing for staring at my feet like that in the terminal, and explaining you honestly couldn't help it! That the "soles" of my feet are just so incredibly sexy! And the way that I had them propped up on the chair like that was just to perfect to ignore! "I know they are silly, that's why I do it in the first place!" With that statement I had your jaw hanging to the floor. As the conveyor began to spit out baggage I clarified my statement by explaining that I'm kind of a semi famous foot model on the internet! That I know ALL about the foot fetish world, and that I'm VERY used to men being in love with my soles. By the time we both had our luggage, I could tell from the look on your face that you were officially in love with me, so I suggested you take me for a drink after such a long flight and we can chat about it more... The rest, as they say, is history! We chatted feet, we chatted about my fetish modelling and I made sure to keep my soles popped out of my shoes for you, hy.pno.tizing you with the sexy wrinkles dancing down my arches the entire time! We also chatted vacation plans and I came to discover that you had booked yourself a glorious villa to stay in during your adventures here! By the sounds of it, a hotel room that big would be a lot more fun with a comp.anion... Especially a comp.anion with feet like mine?! I didn't need to suggest it twice, and as we wrapped up drinks and headed out, you couldn't believe that you'd be taking me home to your hotel to stay with you! Of course, you had no idea that I had you eating out of the sole of my foot either, but would that really have mattered if you did? In the next couple days we bonded and ended up creating a super fun but pretty jammed packed schedule of excursions & adventures to go on, so I always made sure to renew my hold over you each morning! Morning coffee became synonymous with my feet. Sometimes I would tell you to get on your knees and smell them, sometimes I would wrap them around your face and stroke you off while you gazed lovingly into them, and sometimes I would just let you suck and worship them all morning before strapping you to the bed and riding your desperate cock like a wild cowgirl! Regardless of what my morning plans for you were, you always awoke to my perfect pink soles, and you were always under my control... To Be Continued...