If you don't have it, you don't understand. So now I'm torn between taking my ass to work or worshiping my wife's feet for a few minutes. They were fr...eshly painted. She keeps them done because she knows I like it, and I know she didn't shower before she went to bed. When it comes to foot fetishes there are so many degrees and levels. Some people simply like to to look, some are into arches, some toes, some soles, and some even the smell. Me, I'm all the above and then some. So with me knowing. I stood up and took her hand and followed her lead. She took me back into the preparation area where she grabbed some cloth napkins, then led me to an unused room where she dropped to her knees in front of me.Then pressed a towel against my crotch in an attempt to dry off my wet shorts.She said it might be better if I took off your shorts, may I? This was going better then I had anticipated I replied, ‘Ae (Yes) She pulled my shorts down; my lizard within my underwear was obviously excited.She. She even added how turned on she was when she was able to see the video of me that I had also sent to her. I told her I’m not very good with makeup and that’s when she offered to help me next time I dressed. Well next month rolled around and I told her I’d have a night off and that I really wanted to take her up on the offer of her make up help. We planned on a night that she was unable to take off. She does work the graveyard shift at a nearby motel and said just get a room and I’ll make you. What the fuck just happened?Slowly, my family filed out. First my parents, and then Ben. It was just Katie, Jax, and I. I didn't even care anymore. I blurted out my thoughts. "What the fuck was that Katie?"That made both Katie and Jax look up. "Did you like it?" Katie said, expecting some kind of approval.I slowly nodded. "Yeah, but that isn't the point."Katie laughed, looking to her sister. "I told you he would."Jax dropped her mouth open. "You did it?!"Katie smirked. "I did."My jaw fell open.