FootFetish 8
That day, Lidia Ivanovna let Viktor—the golden boy, as they had jokingly started calling him—leave early, as she said, for well-done work and a responsible approach. Left alone with Yulia, they locked themselves in the office and finished off a bottle of expensive whiskey, only leaving late in the evening to head home! Yulia Sergeevna was also driven by Lidia Ivanovna's personal driver, who was somewhat surprised to see his strict boss and her subordinate in such a tipsy state. Only the next day did he understand what the celebration was about—apparently, as he gathered, Yulia Sergeevna was treating everyone to drinks for her new position as deputy head.
And treat
Yulia did, long after Viktor had left, still affectionately hugging Lidia's legs, who had allowed her to be called simply by her first name when no outsiders were around. Gratefully, Yulia massaged her feet, kissing them, running her fingers over each toe, giving each a tender name—rascal, little one, foxy, little wolf—and each one received an affectionate nickname and was tenderly kissed and sucked by Yulia's soft, gentle lips. Yulia's lips and caresses were noticeably different from Viktor's; though he tried to be gentle, it still came out rougher, even though he did it with love and submission.Lidia rolled her eyes and threw her head back when she felt the extraordinary warmth of the gentle lips embracing the flesh of her toes, which were then playfully sent into the mouth of her little sister Yulka—as Yulia playfully called herself. They drank whiskey, emptying glass after glass, and melted into a hot kiss, fingering each other. Yulia admired Lidia's dark areolas and erect, small, segmented nipples, which she happily sucked, holding the breast with both hands like a big cock; then she descended again to the member in the bushes—as she called Lidia's large, sweet clitoris, which she also sucked like a whore trying to please her mistress. Then they just chatted and gossiped about everyone, bursting into laughter remembering Vitya and his toilet abilities and how much they missed him now, sometimes having to run down the corridor. With each glass, Yulia would invariably nibble on some part of Lidia's body; she was enchanting her, and Lidia looked at her, hugging and kissing her on the lips, becoming more and more convinced that she had made the right choice by making her the head whore. Yet Lidia did not forget who was who—she had experience and knew that by letting the situation go and becoming too friendly with a whore, she could lose her, so even jokingly, she didn't forget to remind her of this, commanding her actions, though honestly, she hardly had time to. Yulia, as if reading her thoughts, obediently sat at her mistress's feet, stroking her thighs, then kissing her knee and descending to her ankles; Yulia realized that Lidia most liked the worship of her feet and, of course, tender caresses of them. She even became jealous of Viktor, who, according to Lidia, was now to be in charge of her feet; he was to massage them daily, kiss and suck them during massages and whenever Lidia wanted, and Viktor was also supposed to take foot massage courses.
Yulia continued to cover Lidia's feet with kisses, sucking each toe; she didn't suck the whole foot like Viktor did, she sucked and licked it in parts, embracing it with her firm, gentle lips. As soon as Yulia saw the appearance of lubrication, demonstrated by the fluffy little beast with enticing, lewd crimson-brown lips, she immediately sent her mischievous fingers there, skillfully masturbating the clitoris like a little cockhead, rolling it from side to side and penetrating the vagina, which gladly accepted them
— You'll drive me crazy—moaned Lidia, massaging her nipples, thrusting towards Yulia's fingers, which were replaced by her tongue and dizzyingly gentle lips. The more Lidia came, the more she wanted! They moved to the sofa, where Lidia stimulated Yulia with her fingers in her pussy while she sucked, licked, and caressed her. Yulia had already come more than once on Lidia's fingers, and she sometimes helped herself when she sucked either the fingers or the clitoris again and again; she especially liked using her lips to push apart Lidia's lips and, smacking, release them only to suck again. Yulia was already coming together with Lidia; understanding her body, she seemed to merge with her into a single being that simply came non-stop! And only a phone call from Lidia Ivanovna's partner helped them detach from each other. After speaking with her partner, Lidia Ivanovna once more, now in a mistress-like manner, took her by the chin, kissed, and even licked Yulia and said
— It's time for us to go home, bitch! Otherwise, we'll die here from coming!—smiling at her, she patted her cheek—and don't forget tomorrow who's who!
Morning in Lidia Ivanovna's office began as usual with a morning meeting, but the leather armchair, which always remained empty and was intended only for Lidia Ivanovna's visitors, was today occupied by Yulia Sergeevna. Lidia Ivanovna introduced her as her deputy to the entire team, while Viktor sat as usual on a regular chair and took the meeting minutes, but his face was unusually red. Many noticed this and even asked what was wrong with his face and where he had frostbitten it if it was summer outside! Or if he was ashamed of something! What had he done that he was still constantly ashamed? Viktor tried to joke it off, glancing furtively now at Lidia Ivanovna, now at Yulia Sergeevna, who essentially paid no attention to these jokes made during the meeting. Also at the meeting, Lidia Ivanovna announced that Viktor had approached her yesterday with some financial problems and a desire to take on extra work as a cleaner in his and the deputy's office and the head's office, meaning hers. And she decided that he would be the cleaner in these offices for a 30% salary bonus. Then she added, apparently that was the reason for his red face, and asked colleagues to approach the situation with understanding and respect, calling him a golden worker, which made Viktor blush even more, feeling his head fill with hot blood and even getting a little dizzy. With these words, the meeting ended, and everyone began to disperse, except for Viktor, whom Lidia Ivanovna kept behind. Yulia thought that Lidia Ivanovna had kept Viktor and that she should stay too, but was coldly sent away with the others
— and close the door—said Lidia Ivanovna to Yulia—and I'm busy for now if anything! for everyone!—she shifted her gaze to Viktor, still sitting at the table with his crimson-red face lowered
— VI-TYU-SHA!