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My Kind Of Job: Part 2

by henry.oneill@ntlworld.com

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The summer was coming to a close. It had been a memorable one. I had been
going to Mikes every day now. I was his permanent foot slave. I would pamper
his feet every night. Clean his toenails, keep them in good shape and wash
his feet with my mouth. I would wash his dirty sweaty socks by hand. He
loved having someone at his feet all the time, having complete power over me
was great for him.

I had been there a few weeks now, so I knew what he really enjoyed seeing me
do. Licking the soles of his work shoes and polishing them while he was
still wearing them.

We never got into oral sex or anything like that but now and again he would
stand in front of a mirror with only his Y fronts on and ask me to come and
knell behind him so my face was near his ass and ask me to smell his crack,
as I sniffed he would look in the mirror and snigger at me sniffing his
hole. Only once he slid his Y fronts down at the back, and he let me kiss
both of his tanned cheeks, I think that really turned his on to watch me
kissing his ass in the mirror.

I think he was getting a bit bored with having me all to himself now and he
wanted to show me off a bit with some of his friends. I didn't know this
until one night...

He came home the usual time, I was waiting at the front door for him to come
in, and when he did I knelt down and took his shoes off and kissed both
sweaty socks.

The night was like any other, me at his feet worshipping and sucking on his
big feet. But just then the front door bell rang. He stood up and went over
to the door. I sat down on a chair trying to look natural. He opened the
door and two of his business friends entered the house. He said something to
both of them and they looked sharply at me and started laughing. The three
of them sat on the couch and mike introduced me to them. The one with black
short hair was called Gavin and the other, older, man was called Rory.

Mike told me that these were his closest friends and he wanted me to show
them some respect. Mike indicated for them to put their feet up on the
coffee table, two pairs of black business shoes and some pampered feet were
feet away from me. I knew what I had to do. I crawled to the mens shoes and
licked them clean, I felt my face going red with embarrassment, after all
this was the first time id met these guys. I took off their shoes and
sniffed each one long and hard; Rory had the biggest sweatiest feet id ever
seen. His socks were brown and his feet looked great underneath. Gavin's
socks really stunk of leather and a strong musty smell. They both leant back
on their chairs and closed their eyes.

I licked each of their socks until they were wet and soggy. There was a
mixture of salt and cheese in the taste but I loved it. They started pushing
their feet into my face to pleasure them more. Mike was just sat back
watching me.

I got their socks off with my mouth and started on their warm feet. As I
sucked on their toes and heal in turn, they moaned with pleasure and started
to get hard. They also loved seeing me at their powerful feet. Licking in
between their toes. Mike then told me to lie at their feet. I lay there.
Mikes feet were on my crotch, rubbing it slightly; Gavin's were rested on my
chest and Rory's on my face, grinding his feet in to my face. All thirty
toes wiggling with enjoyment.

Mike then took me in to the master bedroom, where the big mirror was, Rory
and Gavin right behind us.

As I thought they started to undress, trousers then their shirt. They were
naked apart from their underwear. They all stood in front of the mirror
admiring themselves while I was kneeling down smelling each of their butt
holes. Mike asked me which smell was the strongest. It was Gavin's by far.
Then to my surprise they all slid their Y fronts down at the back. One by
one I kissed each of their butt cheeks. But they didn't look satisfied; they
wanted me to work on their asses further. So I licked each of their cracks
one by one, cleaning their holes with my mouth. They all groaned with
excitement and pleasure. They loved seeing someone at their asses in the
mirror servicing them.

After that scene I was used as the usual foot stool for the rest of the
night, licking their feet as ordered.

That only happened once, I think Mike liked having me to himself.