I've never really looked properly at my feet before. Of course, I wash them everyday, I paint my toenails from time to time, I even shave them to avoid getting those little blonde hairs on my toes, like a hobbit. But not for a moment would i consider them as anything remotely sexy. But all that changed on Saturday night......

Conversation goes something along these lines: "so what is the most important thing you look for in a woman?", he replies, "her feet. It doesn't matter if she's the prettiest girl in the world or has the most amazing breasts or a bum to die for, if I don't like her feet, she might as well get her coat and go......" Obviously we both immediately and simulataneously looked at my feet. Now, bearing in mind this was at 2:00 in the morning, in the club, down at beach and i was in jeans and open sandals so my feet were on full view. Albeit a bit dirty from dancing all night and getting splashed with beer. He bends down and has a good, long look. When he stands back up and looks at me, he's smiling. "Very nice". I can feel myself blush. A little while later I'm talking to another friend of his when suddently i can feel someone touching my feet, running his fingers gently along the underside of my toes, rubbing his finger between each and everyone of my toes......this was starting to feel quite enjoyable, although pretty strange. By the time everyone was starting to head home, we were a small group left in the middle of the dance floor. Next thing I know, he's lifting up my foot and sensually sucking a couple of my toes.....in the middle of the dancefloor. He puts my foot back down and turns to look at me, "they are just perfect."

The whole walk home (alone, of course) i couldn't take my eyes off my feet and how incredibly cute they looked. I woke up the next morning with a new found joy in a part of my body that will never get fat, will never sag with age, that i can show off whenever and wherever i feel like it.