Dinner and a .... Foot massage?

Story by Picklessauce69 on SoFurry

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#1 of Foot Fetishy; John and Francheska

Just a little foot fetishy story I wrote mostly in boredom. Please notice my friend, Jinxx's guest appearance as an extra :)


Francheska smiled shyly, the dim light I the diner clashing with the bright light of the outdoors in the window at the front of the restaurant. The small cafe was alive with customers and servers alike, people and furs moving to and fro in the floor space of the bakery/eatery she currently sat at. The walls were painted a soft green, accenting the grey light fixtures above each small, circular table. Each covered in a crisp, white table cloth and a short, pink candle. The teeny flames balancing on each wick barely visible with the tall window open, and the outside light pouring into the area. Nearby a bat cleared a dirtied table, his wings folded back neatly so he didn't bump anything. A green apron tied around his slender waist, a name tag reading "Jinxx" clinging to his shirt collar.

Subtly, she moved her attention to the mirror beside the table, looking over her carefully smoothed golden fur, her head fur ruffled by the wind outside, but not horribly so. Her violet eyes looked both exotic and sleepy with the carefully applied cosmetics along her eyelids, a skill it took months of practice to master with fur under the makeup brush. Her loose, light purple dress swooped low in the front to show the tips of her soft breasts, the short skirt of the dress hidden under the table at the moment. Her legs were bare except for the tall white and black polka dotted socks that covered her feet inside her moccasins, then stretched up onto her knees.

Now comfortable that she still looked okay she turned back, fixing her gaze on her date across from her. His eyes were a striking blue, but also green, a vortex of soft hues the puppy could never take her eyes off of. His gaze seemed distracted and at the moment that made her observations easier. His mouth was curled into a slight smile, whatever his thoughts they were pleasant. His eyes were rimmed with short white fur, that covered his whole face. His muzzle was the same soft, snowy white hi black nose the only contrast. His neck sported much thicker fur, his coat made for cold winters with other wolves. Down below the table she knew his equally white tail was wagging since she could feel the slight breeze it created as it moved, her own tail trapped beneath her rump so she didn't happily wag and smack the waiter. Before her thoughts could stray much more, possibly to why his fur would feel like pressed against her own velvety fur, the bat server appeared. A pen in his hand and a smile on his face.

In a cheerful voice the waiter explained their many specials, took drink orders, an left them to decide what they would choose. Francheska took this moment to slip her feet from her loose fitting shoes and rest her socked heels on top of the shoes. With menus in paw the couple talked quietly about the different foods, that they had tried before, what was good, which dessert they should skip dinner to eat first. All the while the puppy hid her mischievous smile behind her laminated menu, waiting till the waiter had handed the snowy white wolf a drink before she shifted get foot up and pressed her toe to his ankle, muffling a giggle as his eyes went comically wide and he sputtered on his drink.

His chest gave one soft heave as he regained control an looked over his cup at her, glaring playfully. In return the pup only flashed him a big grin and blinked innocently, "what? I didn't do anything" she crooned sweetly.

Secretly, she loved his reactions, the way one little touch like that could make him shiver giving her chills. Her inventory of socks at home nearly doubling since he had told her of his preference, that she quickly renamed a fetish. Now with his shyness in play in such a public place she hopped to make him squirm at least a little.

"You did too" he said, sounding almost whiny as he said so, his eyes less surprised now as her toes slid back up onto his ankle and wriggled inside her sock, pressing the fabric against the bare fur above his sock and just beneath the hem of his pants.

The pup let out a soft sigh as she felt his body heat under her toes, the act of teasing him doing more for her then she liked to let on.

Though just as she started to wiggle her socked toes under his pant leg to stroke his bare leg their waiter returned and the flustered wolf jerked his paw away.

Without meaning to Francheska let out a whine as her foot was suddenly on the floor, a cold floor no less, her lips curling into a pout.

"Oh did I interrupt something?" the waiter asked, his wing tip fluttering slightly in his worry. The dogs whine making him think he came back during a discussion of some importance, the pup now looking as though she had been begging for a bone.

"No! Not at all!" John blurted, his grey tipped ears flicking side to side nervously.

Jinxx's eyes widened a bit and he hid a grin to himself realizing he had interrupted something more than a innocent discussion about dessert and the like. "Well, no matter, I'll just take your orders and be gone."

Francheska ordered quickly, her tail now freeing itself from under her to wag about behind her chair, her excitement palpable. Her eyes twinkled with a playful light and as the bat walked away with their orders safely stored in his miniature notebook the pup leaned back, kicked up her heels, and slid her socked paws up John's legs stopping when the arch of her foot curled along the side of his thigh to inner thigh.

If the canine's expression hadn't been absolutely adorable it would have been at least comical, his jaw first dropping a bit then tensing, a shiver going through his whole body and visibly so.

The golden mutt shuddered with delight at his face and then at his hands which moved down to desperately grip her feet, keeping them from inching forward to a even more sensitive region.

That tight grip on her feet was exactly what she had been after, his palm pressing warmly to the top of her foot against the smooth fabric of her socks and his thumb roughly pushing against the arch of her foot forcing her to hold in a sigh of bliss.

"S...stop" He hissed out, his eyes wide while hers were half-lidded. His body tense while Francheska's was relaxed and experiencing little, non viable tremors of delight.

Now she had to pout, and droop her eyes into a doleful face of pathetic cuteness, the classic puppy- dog face. "Please..." she whispered back, her rump squirming slightly along with her tail, a sign of her uncontainable excitement.

John cringed slightly and looked away, out into the eating area where families gathered and servers chatted up the couples who couldn't care less. Their friendly bat server looking preoccupied with a group of 8 with a horde of children wearing party hats, each of the rowdy furs carrying a nerd gun and a fist full of candy. With the information that their server wasn't going to be returning soon he had even less on his short list of cons. A whine from the pup across from him brought his attention back to their table.

"Please.." she repeated with a small whine, her ears flattening as she adopted a even more pathetic look, trying to sway him to do as she wanted.

John huffed, his neck fur bristling a bit as he grumbled and sigh and Tightened his grip on her foot and tugged it farther up onto his thigh. His thumb rubbed the arch of her foot as his fingers curled to grip the ball of her foot tightly.

The pup barely held in her soft, shuddering moan, a chuff of air coming out in its place as her eyelids dropped down to covered her violet eyes.

"Oh... T..thank you" she murmured as her eyes flickered open again. The light Of the room assaulting her eyes most unpleasantly and making the eyelids droop a bit again, this time not all the way shut. A slight smirk on the wolf's muzzle as he watched her response to his touch, his thumb rubbing along the curve of the arch of her foot, pressing the top of the socked paw against his palm more, the warmth of his hand completely surrounding her foot, sending tingles from her feet up her spine.

John just smiled, keeping his face calm as he shivered a little, every few seconds his body tensing a little. Those slight movements the only sign of what was happening.

For the golden furred pup it was a different story; he tail wagged outlandishly fast behind her, her bottom squirmed on her chair, her eyes were barely open and often slid shut as John's thumb neared her toes in the hidden darkness under the table, her ears flicked slightly but lay splayed out in content manner, every few seconds his efforts were awarded with a soft coo from his date.

After several quiet, conversation less minutes at the small table Francheska let out a quiet huff and forced her eyes open, pulling her foot back just enough to loosen John's grip.

"Y..you need to s..stop.... Or I'm gonna h..have problems." she murmured choppily, her voice shaky and husky as she tried to shift it into her normal tone.

John grinned, nodding slightly as he released her foot from his grip and let her slip her foot down off his lap. Her toes wriggling back into her moccasins slowly, just in time for a slightly more frazzled waiter to return, his apron smeared with various, small fingerprints. His hands were full of various plates of food, setting them down with a little flourish and a warning that the plates were hot.

Francheska eyes slowly fell down to look at her plate, then back up to the waiter to give him a smile and a genuine thank you. The bat quickly disappearing back into the kitchen, the pups eyes finding John's eyes again.

"Shall we eat?"

A quick agreement was met on the subject and they continued, eating and chatting quietly, Francheska 's mind filled with distractive thoughts, her conversation skills, or the lack there of demonstrating this.

As she nibbled a breadstick idly her feet slipped out of her shoes once more and found their way to his ankles again, the fabric of her socks tickling his fur. Slowly, with quiet concentration showing on her face she drug her toes up his calves, keeping the amount of pressure large enough he could feel her wriggling toes moving even with the barrier if his pants blocking the feeling.

Abandoning her food now she slid her toes up higher, till she could press her heel down between the wolf's thighs, staring openly at his face as his eyes widened and his gaze dropped to watch his lap as her toes found his waistband, tugging at it till she could feel the extra heat of sock against fur as her toes pressed to his waist, just under his belly button.

Her heart was racing, it was all she could do to not whine with crazy excitement. Her tail flicking out behind her in bursts of frantic wagging.

Suddenly realizing where this could get bad quickly he grabbed the intruding toes, pulling the foot down to sit on about his knee. "You can't do this to me here."

She smiled but quickly gave him a pouty look, " When can I then?"

He shuddered a bit at the thought of it happening and swallowed, " When we leave"

"Promise?"

He nodded, "Promise."

She could barely wait.