



The Terminal (Part 1) - Chance encounter I thought of a super fun fantasy concept to play with you guys with over the next couple days, that's not only going to wipe away today's "Monday work blues" but hopefully launch you into the work week with a pep in your step? (and your pants?) Let's set the stage together for it! The first thing I want you to imagine (for today's post & tomorrow's) is that you have never discovered any of my fetish pages. You have NO clue that I'm kind of a famous foot model who's used to men drooling over my soft, wrinkled soles, and uses this knowledge to purposely show them off in public... All. The. Time. Got that visualized? Good. Next, I want you to take a sec to clear your mind and imagine you're going on an amazing, all inclusive trip to anywhere you want in the world! You're going for 2 full weeks, and as you enter the lounge area of your terminal to await the arrival of your overnight flight, you don't think it's possible for your mood to get any better! That is of course, until you see me sitting in the lounge awaiting the same flight, with my bare feet propped up on the chair next to me... Crossed at the ankles! (Once again, you have no clue that I'm a foot goddess, and that I do this kinda thing on purpose to see if I can catch me any random foot boys! Think of it like a naughty, evil hobby of mine...) Two things are instantly obvious to you: First, my soles are so mind blowing that you can't stop staring at them. Second, there's a couple empty chairs right next to mine!! As obvious as 1 + 1 is 2, you find yourself sitting next to me and my dick stiffening soles before your brain can actually catch up to the decision you've already made. There you are, sitting right there at my sexy, pink soles, doing everything you can to look at them as much as you can, while also trying to play it cool and not get caught! Awe, that's cute! Considering you have no idea I'm bating guys like you into doing, well, exactly what you're doing, I decide to "ignore" you and let you have some fun... So, I allow my game to play out a little, pretending to not notice you staring longingly into my pretty soles while texting away on my phone. The longer you look without me "noticing" the closer you inch yourself to my soles! You manage to get close enough by slouching down super low in your seat, that you can actually smell my feet! The smell gives you an instant erection! Like roses, chocolate and worn shoes had an orgy and created the heavenly smell dancing off my soles. Looks like my plan has gone perfectly! Of course, you have no idea of said plan, so you have no idea that my soles are about to own you for the next 2 weeks of your vacation! That's right babe, I'm in this terminal, which means we're going on the same trip... and I just caught me a foot toy! As I notice the boarding time getting closer, I decide it's time to end my little game and move onto the next step. See, I can't be sure how close we'll be sitting together on the flight and I need you thinking about me and my feet the ENTIRE trip, that way you'll be very easy to locate once we land... I assume by that time you'll actually be so desperate to find me, that I'll have you as my personal vacation foot pet right then and there! I'll simply flirt with you a tiny bit, encourage your foot fetish with something harmless like: "Really? Foot rubs actually make me CRAZY horny hehe!" And bam! I own you! I think for a second on how I'm going to approach busting you before doing it... Then, I suddenly look up from my phone, giggle at you innocently, and teasingly say that you look like a creeper! In an instant your mind get's dizzy with a mix of crazy lust and total embarrassment! Have I known the entire time?! Of course I have silly! But we'll get to that part once we land! Enjoy spending your flight thinking about this... xoxo -Gwen