Random Acts of Mindfuck

Reggie noticed that the activity in the cafe was picking up considerably as it neared the lunchtime hour, evident by the vast assortment of shapely legs accompanied by the chorus of clicking heels all around him. He mentally complemented the well built brunette he had positioned at the door as his 'talent recruiter' for her excellent taste in women and noticed her visibly shudder while standing at the door.

Being located almost central within the business district, shopping district, and local university in town, he realized the cafe was prime real estate as a target rich environment for high maintenance professionals, bored MILF's eager to spend their husbands money, and young nubile students.

Reggie's raging hard-on was testing his resolve, but he felt that he had held off this long and could hold off a little longer so as not to deny either Ursula or Brenda their prize. After all, he wasn't heartless.

Eyes lazily searching through the cafe crowd, he looked for some quick entertainment to pass the time.

A very cute blond Reggie guessed to be from university clicked by while speaking on her phone. She wore a violet skirt with a printed pattern that flared wide at the hem to sit far from her knees and highlight her firm ass and shapely legs. Her well formed tits were clad in a collared blouse of a shimmering material matching the color of her skirt that clung tightly to her athletic form. Her honey blonde hair streaked with platinum highlights was tied in a ponytail that fountained from the crown of her head in a tied mane of thick locks to just below her shoulders. Open toed matching 2 inch violet sandals decorated her pedicured feet with her nails painted to match her outfit. She fixed Reggie with a curios look followed by an eye roll as she walked on with purposeful strides.

Reggie thought hard towards ponytail's back "YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY OBSESSED WITH REGGI'S FEET. YOU WANT NOTHING MORE THAN TO WORSHIP HIS FEET AND WILL BEG HIM FOR THE PRIVILEGE. REGGIE'S FEET TOUCHING YOUR SKIN OR CLOTHING LEAVES YOU IN A CONSTANT STATE OF AROUSAL."

The blonde stopped abruptly and briefly spoke into the receiver. She then proceeded to deposited her mobile phone in her violet purse and turned to face Reggie. Reggie looked up at her with arched eyebrows and she blushed crimson as their eyes met. With furrowed brow and tight lips, she appeared to be involved in an internal struggle, diverting her gaze from his eyes to his shoes. She took a tentative step forward, hesitated, and then stood still with indecision on her pretty face. Just as suddenly, she straightened her back while drawing a deep breath and clicked towards Reggie with purpose.

"Um..... Excuse me" Reggie heard a timid squeak from his right. He casually looked in her direction as she continued. "I...." She paused, running her hands nervously along the front of her skirt. "I'm not usually this forward...", she continued while blushing prettily, "But.....", she looked down to study her heels, "My name's Farrah....and.....I'd really like to see your feet!" She blurted out with more enthusiasm than intended. She then bent forward to whisper in his ear conspiratorially. "I'll do....", she leaned closer to breath heavy on his neck, "......ANYTHING!" She husked, while straightening to hold hands in wrists demurely before her and watching Reggie expectantly.

"Why of course", Reggie replied as she squeaked with pleasure. "This chair was feeling a bit uncomfortable", he continued, shifting in his seat to stress his point, "and I was thinking I could use a foot rest." He concluded while elevating his feet and legs off the floor.

Nodding eagerly, Farrah gracefully dropped to her knees and crawled quickly to position herself beneath Reggie's hovering legs and present her toned skirt clad ass as a foot prop.

Reggie's legs cracked as he stretched and then proceeded to slowly position his feet to rest his left foot on her shoulder while propping his right against her shapely ass to gently prod her forward with his heel.

"Mmmmmmmmm", she moaned loudly as his feet made contact. She arched her back while on hands and knees, shaking her pony tail on his left foot and grinding her ass into his right in an attempt to massage his feet with her body.

Easing himself back into his devoted foot rest, Reggie again scanned the now crowded cafe to check up on Ursula and Brenda's progress. A sharp YIP! YIP! turned his attention to the the table of three office ladies Brenda had strutted off towards at the start of the contest.

Brenda was on her knees leaning forward on her haunches with both elbows tight to her chest and wrists clasped together slightly bent palms down. She continued to bark high pitched yips while posing like an eager puppy begging for a treat. Her leather clad ass shook enticingly, hovering slightly over her splayed legs and 4 inch designer heels as her eyes trained on the table before her.

An ashen haired blond wearing a flattering gray skirt suit with pale yellow collared blouse was slowing rolling a baby carrot in a dipping cup of ranch dressing, thoroughly coating the vegetable in the creamy white substance. Her two friends, a redhead wearing a light blue collared blouse and liquid silver slacks and a dark haired woman in a stylish charcoal skirt and fitted white blouse were wildly cheering on their ashen haired friend while waving panties from their hands excitedly. Ashen hair then held the carrot steadily in her right hand, rocking her arm as if gauging the distance between she and the eagerly yipping Brenda kneeling on the floor, and launched the creamy ranch coated orange missile at her gaping mouth. A chorus of "Ohhhhhhh...." Sounded as the projectile splattered against Brenda's right cheek to leave a long white streak on her pretty face.

"Me next!....Me next!", called the redhead as she plucked a baby tomato off her salad and traipsed to where the ashen haired woman had been standing. A steady low moan drew his attention back to the floor before him. Reggie heard another round of "boooooo...." from Brenda's table before gazing down at the new foot fetishist Farrah. With a wicked smile, Reggie thought he'd give the woman what she really wanted.

With a flick of both ankles, his shoes dropped to her side to air his cramped toes. "Ohgawd....!" Farrah groaned as Reggie's shoes thumped to the floor and her body shivered as he again positioned his now bare feet on her firm ass and hunched shoulders. She mewled contentedly with closed eyes as he ran her thick ponytail through the cleft between the toes of his left foot. Reggie quite enjoyed the silken strands of hair on his rough foot skin. Reggie then slid his right foot beneath the hem of her skirt to slowly drag the thin linen material up to expose toned thighs and firm ass framed by pretty violet panties. Extending his foot between her creamy thighs, he slowly dragged his big toe along the inverted lips of her swollen pussy to gather her accumulated arousal. A guttural moan escaped her lips and Reggie noticed her panties darken as a torrent of moisture escaped from her saturated pussy to leak down her inner thighs and puddle at her knees.

With Farrah breathing in short, rapid breaths while swaying her ass to the rhythm of his toe strokes, Reggie again surveyed the cafe for more entertainment.

His gaze settled on a mother and daughter who appeared to be engaged in casual conversation over a crab dip appetizer a couple tables over.

Reggie guessed the daughter to be around 21, judging by her attractive youthful appearance and the wine glass she was slowly sipping from the table. She wore a short pink skirt with wide pleats that fell to slightly below mid thigh to expose a large expanse of toned thigh flesh as it fanned in her lap. A white fitted collared blouse peaked from the neck and cuffs of a form fitting pink and powder blue argile sweater that clung tightly to her generous c-cup tits. Her thick auburn hair highlighted with honey streaks hung from bangs in front and fell in straight brown-gold locks to her shoulders in back. A short strand pearl necklace, matching ear studs, and 2 inch open toed pink heels completed her uber preppy outfit.

Her mother opposite the table was a striking more mature version of her attractive daughter and was wearing a pale yellow skirt suit with matching silk skirt that fell to mid-thigh and tailored three button jacket that flared slightly at her hips to flatter her curvaceous figure. The collar of her white silk blouse rested neatly on the spread lapels of her jacket and extended from the wrists of her blazer in wide silk cuffs. Her lush dark brown locks were arranged with a series of strategically placed pins and ample hairspray to sit stiffly in place on her head. 4 inch open toed heels matching the color of her suit dangled prettily as she crossed her toned mini-skirted legs beneath the table.

Both had large bags at their feet indicating a trendy high class lingerie boutique Reggie recognized from the local mall. He was again struck with inspiration.

He concentrated and thought towards the daughter. "YOU FIND YOUR MOTHER TO BE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN YOU HAVE EVER SEEN. YOU WANT TO MAKE YOUR MOTHER PROUD AND PROVE THAT YOU ARE AS BEAUTIFUL BY WEARING THE LINGERIE SHE PURCHASED. YOU WILL CHANGE INTO HER SEXIEST LINGERIE IN THE MENS RESTROOM AND WEAR THE OUTFIT FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE DAY. WEARING LINGERIE IN PUBLIC MAKES YOU INCREDIBLY HORNY.

Reggie then thought hard towards the mother with the same instruction, only placing the fixation on her daughter.

Both women paused in their conversation and averted eye contact while folding hands in skirted laps below the table. Reggie noticed both sneaking glances at the others lingerie bags gathered at their feet while awkwardly attempting to resume conversation. Abruptly, the daughter excused herself while lifting the napkin from her lap to lightly dab at the corners of her mouth. She appeared to speak quickly towards her mother and then blushed furiously as she clicked towards the restroom, pausing only to scoop up her mothers garment bag as she left.

The mother sat still for several moments, seemingly to compose herself. She straightened her back and with a deep steadying breath also placed the folded napkin from her lap on the table before her. She briefly turned her head to look around her and then casually raised herself from the table on unsteady legs. With trembling hands, she grasped the lingerie bag left behind by her daughter and quickly clicked away towards the restrooms while holding the garment bag tightly to her chest.

Again, Reggie was interrupted by movement below his exposed feet. Farrah rocked lazily forward and back on her hands and knees while he continued to languidly stroke his toe beneath her drooling sex, pausing on occasion only to flick her clit with slime covered toe nail.

Loud cheering through the din of the crowd drew his eyes to the sunken area of the cafe where Ursula had trotted of to collect panty prizes.

Ursula sat on top of a large coffee table with her skirt bunched to her waist by legs spread wide. Her hands roughly massaged the stiff nipples projecting from mammoth chocolate silk clad tits as she severely arched her back while gaping at the ceiling in a silent howl.

A white suited woman with flame red hair leaned stiffly at her waist to adjust glasses while peering inches from Ursula's exposed sex, nodding her head in satisfaction as a stacked blonde in tight white slacks and skin tight black sweater slowly drew a long beaded pearl strand from Ursula's weeping pussy. Ursula spasmed as inch by excruciating inch was slowly extracted from the depth of her sex, through pouting pussy lips, to graze her thumb sized clit. A dark haired woman in black silk blouse and tight black pencil skirt and a shoulder length blonde wearing a pleated collared pink dress were waving panties from their hands while calling out encouraging cheers.

""Fuuuuuuuuk.......", Farrah groaned below him, again demanding his attention.

While still running the toes of his left foot through her hair, Reggie extended his right foot with big toe dripping slick with her juices to present near her shoulders. Breathing heavy with arousal, she craned her neck to engulf Reggie's slime covered toe and taste her sex. With violent spasms, her limbs went limp as she collapsed flat to the floor. She cooed quietly as Reggie continued to knead her prone ass with the toes of his right foot and run the toes of his left through her ponytailed hair.