by indyfootgu
I am not sure what I was expecting the day we were called together at the office and it was announced that our company was merging with a larger company. Part of me knew that changes would be coming, but never in my wildest dreams did I expect the changes that were going to be coming to my life.
I should give you a little background, I am your average middle age white guy, at just 50 years of age I had a good career going, and been with the company over 20 years, most of my professional experience I had was on the job, and hard work had gotten me in to a lead manager position that earned me a good living. I had developed a reputation of being a hardline boss who was in charge at all time. The funny thing was if anyone at work really knew me, they would know that in my private life I enjoyed being a bit submissive, and over the years had developed a huge foot fetish for men’s feet. There was something about the look of a good-looking man’s foot that got me so horny, and I loved to get the chance to give a guy a foot massage, be his foot slave, kissing sniffing licking his hot tired feet.
As the weeks at work went by after the merger announcement things were very unsettled, as with any merger the realization soon hit that jobs were going to be cut. I wanted to be proactive since as the lead manager in the smaller company there was a good chance my job would go, so I started looking for a new one, and found there were not many jobs and none for the same money I was making. I also learned fast that there were a lot of younger guys willing to work for less than me, so finding a new job wasn’t looking good, and forced me to realize that I was going to have to do whatever it takes to keep the job I had.
The day we dreaded came a few weeks later, the announcement was made about who would run the company and it was the guys from the larger firm. I was told I would be reporting to the Head of Operations and would be going to meet the next week. Since we had the larger headquarters they would be taking over our space, the day my new boss arrived first he tells me he would be taking my office, and that he would be evaluating us to determine who would remain employed. Meeting him was a shock, he was a handsome Japanese man, about 6 foot 2, 170 pound 35-year-old man. There was just something about him that I just could not stop looking at him, the combination of tall Japanese features and great looks, that was very well dressed in a form fitting suit that made clear he was well built. The suit had very tapered slacks that ended at some large size 12 feet in lace up dress shoes.
AS the days went by it was strange to have to go into my old office for meetings, and I had trouble trying not to stare at his feet, I wondered what they would look like bare, and smell like when the shoes came off. Many days he would sit on the couch and chairs area and cross his legs at the knee and those days he wore slip on loafers were the worse as he would slip them on and off at the heal during meetings and I tried to sit as close as I could so I could watch his feet.
A couple of months had gone by when I was told the new boss wanted to meet with me the next day, but the only time he had free was at 6 pm, and I would need to stay late. The office emptied out about 5 that night as if they knew what was coming, I just stayed in my cubicle and waited for the ax to drop.
Mr. Yang came walking into our work area and told me to come into His office. As I walked in he was sitting in the main chair and told me to close the door and have a seat on the couch. I know my mind should have been on focused on the job, but he crossed his leg and all I could see were the sexy lace up shoes and he was wearing sheer black dress socks and there was a light sheen as if they were sweaty. I didn’t realize how focused I was until I heard him say my name a couple times. I snapped out of it and he told me it was between me and another guy to be the department manager, but he had noticed like just now I tended not to focus in meetings and he wanted someone who could focus on the details, and give his all to a project to get the best results. I noticed while he was saying this he was rubbing his foot and wiggling it on the floor. I realized the room was silent, and I looked up and Mr. Yang was just staring at me, then he said I am just not sure you can figure out a problem, find a solution and fix it.
I am not sure what came over me but I decided that if I was going to lose my job I might as well enjoy the time I had, so I stood up, and moved the coffee table out of the way and kneeled in front of M Yarng and said I think I can meet his expectations. He looked confused at me kneeling there and asked what I was doing. I looked up at him then reached out and picked up his foot holding his leg straight out, and said I noticed that your feet seem be uncomfortable and that the cause of the problem seems to be these shoes. I asked are new sir? I saw a bit of a smile come to his face as he leaned back and said yes they are new, and your right they are hurting my feet after a long day. I rubbed my hand over them and looked up and said when then the solution seems to be for me to remove these shoes and give you a foot massage so that we can fix the problem sir.
As I sat there on the floor holding his size 12 shoe in my hand I wasn’t sure if my boldness was about to get me fired, but luck was on my side. He smiled down on me and said, well I see you can figure out what a problem is, and determine a possible solution. But before you start on the solution we need to be very clear, once you start there will be no turning back till I think you done and I have two sore feet. I quickly said that was no problem Sir, and laughed and said I like your calling me Sir, and think this will work out, but you should know I that I have had these shoes on for 12 hours, and I have a foot odor problem on a good day, in these hot nylon sheer socks they are going to smell and need a lot of attention to detail. So, if you start, you will stay at my feet till you are finished. I thought about it, and a feeling of lust and desire came over me and I said I would love to take care of your feet Sir and will give them all the attention and service that you would like.
He stared at me for a few minutes and said, well then, I think I can use you as my foot slave to pamper my hot tired feet. He then nudged my chest with his big foot and said, Take off my shoe slave. I proceeded to unlace the shoe and bent my face down close to is as I slid the shoe off his heel and slide it down his big foot revealing the object of my desire. The smell hit me at once, he was not kidding when he said his feet smell, and one look showed them dripping with sweat and ripe with just a hint of a vinegar smell from being in these socks and shoes all day. I was told to move closer so I scooted in closer rubbing my nose on his sweaty socks, His foot was pulled away and rested on my shoulder as his other shoed foot was lifted to my lap, and the word off barked at me. I wasted no time getting the second shoe off and getting busy massaging the sweaty socked foot. We sat there for about an hour, with my working on one socked foot then the other, I was also able to get a good smell of each foot. I grew bolder at the time wore on and as I swapped feet to work on I started planning a kiss on the soles of each one as I finished it.
I was told that while the solution was feeling good, there was some lack of attention to detail, with a big smile on his face he asked how his slave could show him more devotion and attention? It took me no time to come up with a plan, I reached up his pant leg finding the garter holding up his sock, and unclipped them and rolled them off his foot. As is size 12 bare foot came into view, I started by kissing the top of his foot, and each of his toes, and the sole of his bare foot. Then it was time to take the second sock off, again pressing my face against this socked foot as I rolled the sock down and has it came over his heel, and as it came to his toes I grabbed the second sock with my teeth and finished removing it from his foot. I then proceeded to kiss the top of his foot, and kiss each toe.
As I kissed his feet I noticed Sir’s hands were on his crotch rubbing, so I know my new foot master liked the service. So, I decided to take it to the next level and said Sir I noticed your feet are sweaty and dirty after a long day and need to be cleaned, may your servant take care of them. He seemed a little surprised and told me, yes clean my feet. I said yes sir and started licking at his heel and up his bare foot, when I got to the toes and started pushing my tongue between each toe I was rewarded with my first moan from my master. After getting the soles of his feet licked clean, I started on his toes and took his big toe into my mouth and sucked on it. I was rewarded with a much loader moan as I sucked his toe like I was sucking a cock. I proceeded down the first foot sucking each toe, then repeated the service on his other foot, licking it clean and sucking each toe.
I noticed as he rubbed his crotch that there was a wet spot showing on the suit. He saw me looking at the wet spot and seemed to get a little flustered, and pulled his feet back and said we will need to finish this discussion in the morning. As I went to get up I was back on my knees in front of him sitting in the chair. I asked if I could redress his feet and he said no I should just go, but his voiced seemed strained. I couldn’t let it go and asked if I had failed to provide a good solution or not give enough attention to detail. Sir told me I had done a good job, but he needed to finish this discussion in the morning. His hands were still covering the wet spot on his suits, and I knew I wanted more. So, I looked him in the eye and said, I can’t help but noticed you enjoyed the foot service sir, do you need to get home for your wife to take care of that hard erection? Once again, I surprised him and he said no he wasn’t married, that he just had some work to do. I said it seems wrong for me to get Sir so hard when he was going to have to wait for his girlfriend to give him a blow job. He laughed at me at this point and said his fiancé was a very talented woman who would never consider degrading herself to get on her knees to suck his cock. I said I thought that was said, that I thought he should have someone to take care of his needs, and that I would be happy to suck his hard cock if master wanted me too. No words were spoken, and they didn’t need to be as he slides down in the chair and spread his legs apart. I wasted no time opening the belt and unzipping his pants, Master pushed himself up on the arms of the chair as I slide his pants off. The sight of him sitting there in a dress shirt and tie, with tight see though black bikini briefs with a rock hard 9-inch cock straining to but out of the tight underwear. I rubbed my face on the black briefs licking up and down his hard shaft, by now the moans were getting louder, so I took the briefs off and wasted no time sucking that huge cock into my mouth. I was enjoying going up and down on his hard cock when I felt his hands on the back of my head, soon he was guiding me faster and faster up and down his 9-inch hard rod, it didn’t take long and I felt him tensing up and my head was held in place, soon he was shooting load after load into my mouth, I swallowed as fast as I could. We sat there as he finished with his cock in my mouth for a few minutes.
As he guided me off him, my master thanked me for taking care of all the details, and that I could go now. I slide back but rather than leave, I told him I finished every job I started and would never leave before my work was done. With that I asked him to stand, and while he looked confused he did, I then took his sheer briefs and held them as he lifted each foot for me to put his underwear back on I enjoyed the view as I pulled them up, and could not resist a quick kiss on his still impressive cock as I tucked all of him back into the tiny shorts. I then took his pants and again guided his foot into each leg and pulled his pants up, he took over then to tuck his shirt in and zip them up. While he was doing, this I gathered his socks and shoes, my new master noticed and smiled as he sat down. He looked at me and told me he was impressed with how I covered every detail. I lifted his foot up and could not help but notice what a beautiful l foot he had, I had never been at a Japanese mans and there is something so wonderful how they are a little darker toned on top and lighter on the soles, I was spending to much time admiring his foot when I was reminded I needed to get his socks on, so with regret I redressed both feet, but making sure first to get a sniff of each sock, then kissing each foot before the shoe went on and was tied up.
As I sat back I asked my boss if I had shown him I could identify the problem, find a solution, focus on the detail, then getting it fixed and sticking with the job till it was down. I was rewarded with a big laugh and told it was the most interesting job interview he ever held, but yes, I had proven how great a job I could do. He told me to relax I had the job, but that I needed to be more discreet, he didn’t want me dreaming about his feet in meetings and I promised to try. He then told me that while he had loved the service he didn’t expect me to ever do it again. With that he stood up and walked to his desk, I stood up as well and walked over and kneeled next to his desk, before he could say anything I bowed my head and said I would give him my all as his employee, but that I hoped when he was tired or his feet hurt or he needed some relief to relax that he would allow me to be his slave and service his hot feet. That I would be honored to be his foot boy. I felt his hand on my head and then I heard the words I hoped for as he said, if you are willing you can be my slave and serve his needs. I looked up and thanked him and asked if there was anything I had done that he would like me to change, he told me the only change was he would have me put on clean socks when we were done the next time, that he always had a clean pair to change during the day if he needed to. I asked him if he would keep them sweaty till I could service them and was told yes. I stood up to leave and as I was walking out I saw his brief case on the table by the door, the case was open and I could see the clean dark socks. I knew then what I had to do, I reached in got the socks, and walked back to my master’s desk, as I kneeled before him he asked what I was doing and I just showed him the socks holding them in my hand before me as an offering. He laughed and said you are a good slave to serve me, he pushed back and held up his foot to me, I removed each shoe, then unhooked each sock and pulled them off, after wiping off each foot, I put on the clean socks and put his shoes back on. I asked my master where I should put his used socks, he laughed and told me to take them home and wash, that If I wanted every night before he goes home I could give him a foot massage change his socks, and on some nights I could take care of all his needs. I thanked my new master for allowing me the honor to wash his socks and would bring them in clean for him the next day ready to serve him.
That night before I hand washed the socks I rubbed them on my face enjoying the foot stink of my new foot master, and was amazed that without even touching myself I had one of the strongest orgasms of my life. I think the changes from this merger and my new job were going to work out just fine.
