AJ looked over at Olive who was watching him intensely. He never could tell what she was thinking when he sat like that with her toes in his mouth. It was his kink and he paid for her to come by every once in a while.
She was worth the money. She came from a good agency and it cost extra than finding someone on the street. He liked it that way. More safe for both of them. And he was sure she was clean and didn't have any addictions that his money was feeding.
"Uh, it tickles!" She giggled.
He smirked and sucked on her big toe. She always looked the way he wanted her to. That ginger red hair put up in high pigtails. Lips painted red as blood. Brown eye shadow to match her eye color. She always wore a mini skirt and a crop top. Today's outfit was tiffany blue. She spread her legs just enough for him to catch a glimpse of that white, lace thong underneath. He never touched any other part of her than her feet.
"I need you now, Olive," he said.
She smirked and ran one foot down his chest to his dick that was already out in the open. She gently touched it with her big toe and he hummed. Her other foot ran down the same way. She grabbed his dick with her feet and started moving them up and down. He placed his hands over her feet to feel her movements, and closed his eyes. He came shortly after. She always made him cum relative fast. He opened his eyes again and was met by her smile.
"Do you do this a lot?" He asked.
"It's my job," she answered.
"No, I mean the feet thing," he said. "Am I abnormal for getting turned on by feet?"
She giggled and stood up. He stood up too and pulled his jeans back up.
"Far from," she said. "You have no idea what crazy kinks some people have. This is pretty normal compared to what I experience on a weekly basis."
"Is it bad?" He asked.
"Sometimes," she shrugged. "That's why I have protection out in the car. I have a device in my purse that I press if I'm in danger. He'll bust through the door a minute later. Luckily no one has ever hurt me but there has been two times where he had to lay down the law for clients who didn't respect the rules."
She walked over to him and took the envelope he was holding. She never counted the money anymore. After nearly a year of booking her, she knew he was good for it. He had never ripped her off before. Sometimes he even left a little extra and a note with a positive message about how she made him happy with her services.
"I once had a guy who left a bucket of mud outside of his home. I had to step in it and get my feet all dirty before walking into his home. He was waiting inside wearing a maid outfit. He followed behind with a mop to clean the floor until I sat down on a chair. Then he licked my feet clean," she said.
"What? He licked off the mud?" He asked.
"He did," she laughed.
He couldn't help but laugh too. The image was too surreal. He would never go that far. All he did was bathe her feet, rub some nice tasting lotion on it, and then suck on her toes until he was about to burst. Then she finished him off with her feet. He felt pretty damn normal compared to that other guy she was talking about.
"It was so weird. All I could think about when walking into his home was that it was weird and if I needed to run, I'd most likely slip and fall from the mud. Luckily he was harmless but I never went back despite him trying to book me. He's still a client with us. He uses one of the other girls who don't mind the whole mud thing," she said.
He smiled widely at her and nodded his head towards the door. They walked out to it together. He opened his front door and she stepped outside. A pair of eyes reached them from the car. The guy who had driven her there. Her protection. AJ raised his hand and waived at him. The guy waved back.
"Maybe one day I'll invite him in for coffee," he said.
"He'd love that," she chuckled. "Thank you for tonight, AJ."
"No, thank you, Olive. As always I'm a very satisfied customer," he said.
"I'll see you soon," she smirked. "Hopefully."
He grinned, nodded, and pointed at the envelope.
"I put in a little extra for you," he said.
"You're spoiling me," she said.
"You're worth it," he said. "Maybe you could wear purple next time. If it's not too much to ask, of course."
"Light or dark?" She asked.
"Eggplant dark," he said.
"For you, I'll wear any color," she winked. "Have a good night, AJ."