Nostalgic memories with a friend

Hey, I saw the recent discussion about worshipping your friend’s feet. I wanted to describe my experience there to the comment, so I started to write exactly as I remember it… but when I saw how long my comment got, i think the post will be a better option. Every single thing in this post is true, so enjoy.

I had a best friend since high school. Amy. Amy had a crush on me this whole time but wasn’t very attractive, so I wasn’t into her at all, but her personality was awesome so I wanted her close as a friend.. she always wore jeans, t-shirts, sneakers and black socks, so i had no chance to see her bare feet at all, which was turning me off even more than her lack of feminine outfits & driving me crazy at the same time, because through her black socks I could definitely tell she had beautifully shaped feet..

The biggest twist happened once we went out for lunch by train to the neighboring city. It was a hot summer day and we agreed to meet at the train station. Well, she arrived in a white summer dress, wearing matte silver open toed sandals. Her feet were just f-ing perfect. Prolly the best foot reveal I’ve ever experienced. She had a silver pedicure perfectly matching those sandals, and her toes looked exactly as i always imagined them through her black socks.

In the train, she sat down right to the opposite of me, so i had to keep my sunglasses on because I couldn’t stop looking at her feet, and I also couldn’t concentrate on our conversation, because she was constantly moving her toes and waving her ankles my direction as we talked. We had our lunch, then we went for a drink to the bar that recently opened. At the bar terrace, I took a pic of our drinks on the table, to “send them to our friends on Snapchat”. At least that’s what I told her. I still have the pic till this day.

During our ride back home, she was sitting opposite to me again, and she suddenly put her feet on the small table in our coupe, saying “My feet hurt from the walking, hope you don’t mind.” Because it was just two of us in the coupe, I told myself “Now or never!”, so I caressed her foot with my hand and offered her a foot massage. She agreed, so I took off her sandals and massaged her feet for the whole duration of the train ride. She was smiling the whole time, telling me how much she loves it. After this experience, I started seeing Amy as an attractive woman, but tbh it was mostly for her personality and her perfect feet, nothing else.

Next time we met at my place to watch a movie, so I got the opportunity to take off her socks and massage her feet again (this time with natural nails), that led to us making out for the first time after a year of friendship, me giving her the very first foot worship in her life etc.

For the next couple of years, we had a normal friendship that sometimes got physical when we both were in the mood, always including me worshipping her feet. We never had sex, because she was a virgin at that time, so I told her to keep it for the guy she’ll truly love. So aside from normal and anal sex we did everything else. But the major change i noticed after that first foot worship was, that in my presence she was barefoot most of the time, always with a perfect pedicure. She was also okay with me taking pics, which I still have and won’t delete. She also started to wear sandals and slides for 99% of the time in summer.

Now, after the years we don’t talk that much because i moved, but we still follow each other on instagram. She’s taking barefoot pics in summer (her pedicure is always perfect), and always posting stories from the gym working out in her socks only. She works in a bank now, wearing office outfits that include nylons&high heels. Sometimes i think about texting her to arrange a meeting, to take off her heels and give her feet a great long rodeo, just for the nostalgia.