Feet, I believe, were designed to be covered, for protection mostly, yes, but because they're so often covered, they become a private part, in my book. Therefore, when it's foot-baring season, I get a bit blushy, and fetishy about it. So, sue me.
Course that would explain why I don't need to be seeing a dude's feet.
Across the room in a restaurant the other night, a gal, her back to me, was wearing flip-flops; not cheap drug-store rubber ones. Actually, I think you'd call them sandals or maybe flipdals. Doesn't matter what you call them, what matters is what this chick was doing with her feet was driving me crazy.
Keeping her feet in her sandals, she'd stretch them into the tippy-toe position. I liked that move. She'd pull a foot half way out and slowly push it back into the flip-dal, repeatedly. That was hot. She'd rummage around the straps of the flip-dal with her toes, in a way that you could tell felt awfully good on her toes. She'd back her feet out of the straps and lay them both down fully on top of the flip-dals. And my favorite; She'd bend her feet up into tippy-toe position, but with her toes bent under, so from behind her you could see the little toe pads to each of her ten toes.
Did I mention she had a perfect arch, and her heels looked soft?
I wonder if married guys ever sit at dinner and watch girls play around with their feet?
Most days pass without anything much spectacular happening that would cause us to remember that day them from the thousands of other days we will hopefully be blessed to live. The day I watched the gal at the restaurant playing with her feet was not one of those thousands of unspectacular days.
I have a foot fetish. It's strong enough to make me engage parts of my memory that cares less about the 24-hour news cycle and Jon and Kate and 8. So now, if you thought a foot fetish could only be a bad thing, well, you see you were mistaken.
Rusty DeWees tours Vermont and Northern New York with his act "The Logger." His column appears weekly. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org. Listen for The Logger, Rusty DeWees, Thursdays at 7:40 on the Big Station, 98.9 WOKO or visit his website at www.thelogger.com