lured to be under her feet

It all started when my single mom asked the woman next door to babysit me when I was home early from school and she was still at work herself. Right at the first time Mrs. Ripkin sat on her son with her legs crossed and dangling the shoe from her foot. She immediately noticed me staring at her dangling foot and smiled.Mrs. Ripkin let the shoe drop off and fingered at her own toes.My lil willy started to stiffen and couldn't stop staring at her revealed foot like hypnotized. Mrs. Ripkin snickered and let me go home in this state of horniness and confusion simply wishing me sweet dreams and telling me she looked forward to the next time she was babysitting me.nThe next time Mrs. Ripkin was wearing a skirt and mules. I was hooked the moment I saw her while she was teasing me with her feet. An inexperienced boy I was I was sure I was in love with our neighbor when I was in my bed playing with myself fantasizing kissing her feet.nStill somehow I knew it was inappropriate.nThe next time Mrs. Ripkin was babysitting me she played me even more aggressive. Wuiggeling her toes, massaging her own feet and presenting me her soles. I was mesmerized by Mrs. Ripkin and her fee, staring at them with a boner in my pants. nMrs. Ripkin sipped at her coffee and suggested I should sit on the floor closer to her feet. I rushed to get down on my knees. Being so close to the objects of my desire I lost control and kissed our neighbor`s instep fervently.nMrs. Ripkin giggled but told me I had to learn to behave. She put her feet up on the couch she was sitting on ordering me to get my face close to her soles but forbid me to touch them while she started reading a book.nIt didn't take long I was broken and completely insane by the desire to kiss our neighbor`s feet. But I didn't dare to kiss them without her permission. I had accepted Mrs. Ripkin as a supreme being and was on my knees ever since when she was babysitting me.