It's a Wonderful Life!
By A.J. Brown
A day in the life of a foot slave


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Frank was awakened from his peaceful sleep by the loud, ear- pounding, noise
of his alarm clock at 5:20 a.m. He opened his heavy eyelids and looked at the
clock reading 5:20 as the extremely loud buzzing of the alarm clock pounded on
his ear drums. It was the best noise in the world! It meant that another
wonderful day was going to begin!!

Frank quickly jumped out of his soft bed and quickly turned off the alarm
clock so it didn't wake Tiffany. She wasn't going to be waking up for another
10 minutes. She slept in a different room than Frank did but he did not want
to risk any chance of the noise interrupting the precious 31-year- old woman's
deep sleep. Tiffany always set her alarm for 5:30 a.m. to take her shower but
Frank always got up ten minutes before her just to make sure he got a
jumpstart on his work and to make sure he was always done with his work on
time. For he had a very important job to do, the most important job in the
entire universe and there wasn't a chance in the world that he wouldn't have
it done on time.

Frank reached in the closet and pulled out Tiffany's special footbath. When
she woke up at 5:30 she was going to take her shower and clean the rest of her
body but when that was done Frank's job was to wash her feet. You see, Tiffany
had the most beautiful, precious feet that ever existed and therefore they
needed to be washed separately and specially and Frank was the extremely
lucky, sole, individual that got to do the honors every morning which is why
he took his job so seriously.

Frank began filling the footbath up with water. He let the water seep in nice
and slowly as this was not something that should be rushed. As he was filling
the footbath with water he heard Tiffany's alarm clock go off. She left her
bedroom wearing a pink robe and walked to the shower. When she walked by Frank
she did not speak to him, look at him, or acknowledge him in any way, shape,
or form. She was far superior to Frank, she knew it and he knew and therefore
the two never had any communication beyond what was absolutely necessary.
Frank knew exactly what he was supposed to do and what time he was supposed to
do it and therefore there was rarely ever reason for communication between him
and Tiffany. If he missed a job or did it wrong he would be punished by losing
the best job in the universe so therefore he did everything right and on time.

Tiffany walked by Frank and they did not make eye contact but Tiffany always
walked from her bed to the shower barefoot so Frank was sure to take a good
look at her feet as she walked by him. Her feet were not yet washed and her
toenails were not yet painted but even like this those feet looked absolutely
stunning. Her feet were soft and well tanned, her foot shaped perfectly, as
well as her sexy toes. As Tiffany lifted her sexy soles off of the ground he
would see them wrinkle so perfectly. Meanwhile, his dick instantly got hard.
Tiffany began to take off her robe. She had a slim, sexy body, well-tanned,
great tight ass, and perfect sized tits for her slender body. Frank turned his
head. He had no interest in seeing her body. The fact that she was getting
undressed showed that he needed to get to work and fast. Taking care of her
feet was his one and only priority then and always.

As Tiffany showered Frank worked on the footbath to make it absolutely
perfect. He put the liquid soap in there to make it nice and sudsy. He paid
very close attention to the water temperature. It needed to be the absolute
right temperature that those lovely feet wanted - 81 degrees Fahrenheit. That
was the exact temperature the feet wanted and that was the exact temperature
they would get everyday. They were the best so they deserved nothing but the
best.

Frank carried the footbath and set it in front of Tiffany's favorite chair. He
sat on the floor keeping the footbath at the perfect temperature as Tiffany
washed herself. As he waited he smiled thinking about just how lucky he was.
It was close to 6 a.m. now and pretty much every other guy in the town was
probably lying in their bed dreading the fact that they had to get up and face
their day shortly. Frank, on the other hand, was wide awake and loving every
waking moment of his wonderful life.

He heard the shower water turn off. He checked the water temperature one more
time to make sure it was still at 81. He sat their excitedly waiting for
Tiffany and her wonderful feet to come to him. It was the same routine every
morning but one that never lessened in appeal to Frank. Every morning was like
Christmas to him! Tiffany walked towards him. She was now wearing her purple
robe which she wore after she cleaned herself and a purple towel on her head
to dry her hair. Frank was paying little attention to what she was wearing
though. She wore nothing on those beautiful bare feet and that's the only
thing he had his eye on. They had not been washed yet. Tiffany had taken her
shower and cleaned the rest of her body but her precious feet deserved their
own personal bath given by Frank who was a master at foot bathing through
practice and any research he could do on the internet. He watched every step
those sexy, tan, feet took as they came towards him. When Tiffany raised her
heels to take a step the skinny bones on the tops of her feet became more
defined. His dick was getting hard again and he had to make sure to control
himself although it was a struggle every morning.

Tiffany sat down in the chair and stuck out her left foot. There it was - sexy
toes pointed upwards, perfect arches, perfect overall. He grabbed a hold of
the foot and a feeling of elation went through his body like it did every time
he touched them. He placed the foot in the footbath and held her sexy ankle as
the foot enjoyed the warm, bubbly water. He then took the foot out of the
water and stuck the sponge in the soapy water. He took out the sponge and then
began the wonderful task of scrubbing that beautiful foot. He scrubbed every
part of it and feeling those perfect curves in her foot as he did so was
absolute Heaven. He spent a good amount of time doing this until it was done
perfectly to Tiffany's liking. She then gave him the nod and he rinsed the
foot off and dried it very thoroughly. He then repeated the same process with
her right foot feeling so lucky to be able to do the exact him thing again.
She now held both of her sexy feet out clean as can be. The feet were looking
sexier than ever and his dick was getting harder than ever but the morning's
work was still far from complete. Much still needed to be done before Frank
and Tiffany went off to do the things that earned them a living and that is
why it was so imperative that they were awake and out of bed by 5:30 every
morning.

Frank then took a big bottle of lotion and put some lotion in his hands. He
took Tiffany's left foot in his hand and began aggressively rubbing the lotion
into it. The foot felt so firm and strong yet so soft and precious at the same
time. He felt himself beginning to breathe heavily as he rubbed the lotion
into that incredibly sexy foot but he quickly realized he had to contain
himself for the time being anyway. When he finished softening up Tiffany's
left beautiful foot with the lotion he repeated the same process with her
right foot enjoying every second of it as much as he enjoyed doing it to the
left. When he finished rubbing the lotion into both feet she held them out in
front of him again. There sat the two sexiest feet in the galaxy right in
front of Frank looking so clean, so soft, and so shiny now from the lotion.
She wiggled her feet a little bit and when she did so Frank felt like he could
have came in his pants right there but there was still one chore that remained
for the morning - painting the toenails! The longest but definitely the most
important morning job.

Frank didn't know for sure but he guessed that there weren't a whole lot of
women out there that painted their toenails every morning but for ten toes
that were as striking as Tiffany's it was important that they were freshly
painted every single morning. The evenings before bed were spent removing the
toenail polish and every single morning it was crucial that her wonderful
toenails were painted perfectly.

Frank carefully opened the bottle of shiny pink toenail and then he took the
bottom of her soft foot and put it in his hand. Feeling her sexy sole in his
hand was always a gift. He then took his pointer finger and his thumb and held
her sexy big toe between them. He then began the job. With the utmost care he
began to apply the pink toenail polish to Tiffany's big toe going nice and
slow and making sure to go in the same direction, up and down, every time. He
had his eyes nice and up close to Tiffany's perfect little toes and had to be
sure not to be distracted by how much they were turning him on because the
most important thing in the world right now was making sure that toenail
polish was applied properly. A bowl of fruit was sitting next to Tiffany. The
beautiful blond woman took a banana out of the fruit bowl, peeled it, and ate
it. She turned on the TV and started watching the morning news. Frank was not
distracted by any of this. He remained 100% focused on his work. Tiffany sat
comfortably in her chair, with her legs stretched out, eating her banana,
watching the morning news, while Frank sat in front of her on his knees
painting her toenails.

After quite some time Frank finished the imperative deed of painting Tiffany's
toenails. Now she held her two feet out and they looked so tan, so clean, so
soft, so shiny, and her toenails looked nice and pink. There was only one
thing missing now. Frank grabbed a small bottle of little sparkles. He took
Tiffany's left foot in his hand again and began to sprinkle the sparkles on to
her toenails. Since the toenail polish was still a little wet the sparkles
stuck on to them. He did this very delicately making sure there were enough
sparkles on their to put the finishing touch on those perfectly pretty toes
but also being careful not to put too many on as well. Frank finished putting
the sparkles on and then looked at the finished product. There sitting in
front of him were the two most perfect sexy feet that ever existed. There were
so tan, so clean, so soft, so shiny, and her toenails looked so gorgeous with
the pink toenail polish and the sparkles. Tiffany held them out for Frank to
admire and then she began putting on a little show for him. She curled her
sexy toes which showed off the perfect wrinkles on her soles. She then kicked
her feet around. She then began wiggling her toes and that's when Frank almost
lost it. He felt his dick bulge tremendously and he thought he was going to
come. He wanted to jerk off right there but he didn't want to be so
disrespectful right in front of Tiffany. He started breathing very heavily
however and Tiffany could tell she was knocking his socks off.

"You want to go jerk off worm?" Tiffany asked. Frank nodded while he panted.
"Well tough. Sit still for a little bit longer." She laughed. She was teasing
him and torturing him. She continued to kick those precious feet around and
she laughed as she did so because she knew she was driving Frank absolutely
crazy. She wrinkled those sexy soles, kicked those sexy feet, and wiggled
those sexy toes knowing very well that she was driving Frank absolutely crazy
the entire time she did so. Frank had to sit on his hands to keep from
grabbing his dick which was ready to explode.

"You really want to jerk off, worm?" she asked him again. Once again Frank
nodded. "You just love my feet don't you?" she laughed. Frank nodded again.
"You pathetic little pig" she said to him. "OK, go do what you gotta do."

"Thank you, ma'am" Frank said and he jumped to his feet. He ran to the
bathroom and pulled his pants down. He immediately began stroking his erect
cock thinking about nothing but how incredibly sexy Tiffany's beautiful feet
looked as she kicked them around. He wanted to think about it for longer but
within seconds he was already coming in the toilet. The deed was done and then
he just smiled thinking about how wonderful his life was.

Frank jumped in the shower and while he cleaned himself Tiffany got dressed.
After he showered he got dressed in his McDonalds uniform and Tiffany waited
for him on the couch. The beautiful well-shaped woman was sitting on the couch
wearing a business suit. She had tight brown pants on that showed off her well
toned legs and her nice ass but all Frank could look at were her beautiful
feet which were still bare. He took her shoes and slipped them on her feet for
her. They were open toed shoes and even while she was wearing her the tops of
her lovely feet and her sexy toes were still visible for everyone to see.
Tiffany stood up, grabbed her purse, and walked to the door. "Have a good day,
slut" she said to Frank and she left. Frank left the house and went to work as
well.

Frank stood in the extremely hot kitchen of the McDonalds at 8 in the morning
wearing a uniform which was way too heavy to be wearing in this hot kitchen.
"Hurry up with that Egg McMuffin!" the fat girl with acne yelled at him. Frank
did what the loser teen said, assembling the greasy sandwich, and as he did so
he thought about how he had the best life in the world. He made 3 Egg
McMuffins, wrapped them up, and gave them to the Indian guy working the front
register.

"Faster next time!" the Indian guy yelled at him. "People are waiting." A fat
guy wearing a business suit stood on the other side of the register.

"Yeah, hurry up back there" the fat guy ordered at Frank. "Some of us have to
get to work!"

"Frank take out the garbage" Frank's fat manager Deb barked at him. Frank did
what he was told with a huge smile on his face. He walked out from behind the
counter holding the big bag of disgusting garbage in his hand to take outside.
As he did so he thought about how much he loved life. He walked past the
people in line all looking irritated, not a single of them smiling. Frank was
smiling though. He always wore a huge smile on his face. He thought to himself
about the fat girl with Acne, and the Indian guy at the register, and the fat
guy with the suit, and fat Deb, and all of the miserable people in line and he
thought about how he pitied them. Frank didn't blame them for being upset or
grumpy. He knew that not one of them got to spend every day with the most sexy
set of feet in the world, which were the 2 most precious things in the entire
universe, far more precious then any money, material things, job, or family
member and he walked outside carrying the garbage and he said a little prayer
thanking God for making him the luckiest guy in the world.

The second that the clock struck noon Frank immediately punched out and went
to his car. All of the other workers took a half hour for lunch but Frank had
extremely important work to be done over lunch everyday so he would take an
hour lunch and work an extra half hour at the end of the day. He drove home as
quickly as he could without exceeded 10 miles over the speed limit because if
he were to get pulled over Tiffany would be waiting for him much longer than
she had time for and that simply could not happen. Frank pulled into Tiffany's
driveway, parked his car, and walked in the house. Tiffany was sitting on the
couch waiting for him. She was lounging on the couch with her legs out and her
bare beautiful feet resting on a foot rest. They looked as hot as could be. It
was time for Tiffany's midday foot massage! Knowing what Frank had to look
forward to everyday at lunchtime made the 4 morning hours at Mc Donald's
everyday fly by.

"Worm, my feet are absolutely killing me today" Tiffany moaned at Frank. "Rub
them good. Make them feel good." Frank had no problem taking on the task and
was very excited to do so. He spent endless hours researching how to give the
perfect foot massage and he felt that he could possibly be the best foot
massager in the world. He felt that it was only right that the best pair of
feet in the world get the best treatment. Frank kneeled in front of Tiffany's
marvelous feet. He pressed his thumbs into the ball of Tiffany's left foot. As
he did this he got a whiff of her feet and they smelled so fresh and so
fabulous. With his thumbs he rubbed the balls of her sexy feet going clockwise
with his right thumb and counterclockwise with his left. Tiffany moaned
enjoying every second of it. "Oh yeah, perfect, that's great for my feet" she
moaned in ecstasy. The combination of rubbing those perfect feet and listening
to Tiffany moan out of pleasure was quickly enlarging Frank's cock again but
he knew that he had to contain himself because the only purpose of their lunch
meeting was to make her feet feel better and it was not time for anything
sexual. Not yet anyway. He savored every second that he got to dig his thumbs
into the balls of those lovely feet. They felt so soft and so precious.
Tiffany continued to moan loving every second of it.

Frank then moved his thumbs down to the arches of Tiffany's feet. He rubbed
down that area and she loved every second of that as well. So did Frank.
Tiffany grabbed a pear out of the fruit bowl that was sitting next to her. She
sat in the chair with her legs stretched out eating her pear while Frank just
kneeled in front of her rubbing those lovely feet.

When lunchtime was over Frank drove back to McDonald's for the second half of
his day there. He was sure to punch back in promptly at 1 p.m. as he knew the
importance of being prompt. When he punched in he realized Fat Manager Deb was
yelling at Big Al, the big fat black guy that worked there. Big Al was yelling
back as well. All Frank heard out of the two was a lot of yelling and couldn't
really make out what either one was saying, nor did he really care. Big Al
then threw his McDonald's hat on the ground in anger and walked out. It
appeared that he had quit.

"Fine then, quit!" Fat Manager Deb yelled somewhat at Al but more into the air
just for everyone to hear. "Wait til you realize you're not getting a paycheck
anymore then we'll see how happy you are that you quit!" Deb yelled some more.
Deb was now in her angry state and she looked around looking for someone else
to pick a fight with. She was in one of those moods. Frank couldn't imagine
what it would be like being that angry all the time. Deb looked around and
then made eye contact with Frank. She had the look of death in her eye.

"Well look at you just standing there, do you wanna go ahead and quit too?!"
Deb shouted at him with her face beat red and she got right into Frank's face.
Deb had a habit of bullying her employees when she was mad. They would
normally react in two ways. They would either storm out of the room angry like
Big Al did or they would quiver and then when Deb walked away they would bitch
about how much they hated her and how much the job sucked. Frank didn't do
either. Instead he just gave Deb a big smile and said "No, ma'am."

On numerous occasions Deb had tried to get under Frank's skin but never once
was she successful at doing so. Frank knew it drove her nuts but when he
reacted so calmly and politely there was never a thing she could do about it.
Frank just didn't understand how Deb could be so angry all the time. Life was
great and Frank didn't understand how one could not love every second of life.
He also couldn't understand why Big Al got angry and quit. What was there to
be angry about? When Deb was getting angry and yelling at people Frank felt
sorry for her - he would never think about walking out and quitting just
because she was in one of her tirades. Then, once again, Frank remembered
something that he had to remind himself of everyday. Fat Manager Deb and Big
Al did not have a sexy pair of feet to go home to everyday. Frank couldn't
imagine how different life would be if those two wonderful, wonderful feet
weren't in his life and he didn't want to. He figured that if he didn't have
those splendid feet in his life then he may sometimes get angry like Deb and
Al just had. But as long as he had those feet he had nothing to worry about.
He smiled again and said thanks to God for how blessed he was. Frank began
mopping the greasy, dirty, McDonald's kitchen floor with a huge smile on his
face loving the fact that he was alive.

The clock struck 5 and Frank punched out. He began to leave when he heard Fat
Deb say "Hey, don't you want your paycheck?" She sounded so hostile and
unfriendly when she asked the question. Even when Deb was trying to do
something nice for someone she wasn't able to make her tone sound nice. The
fact was that Frank often would forget to grab his paycheck on payday. His
paycheck was never on the top of his mind. The feet were always on the top of
his mind and she would often have to remind him to take his check with him
before he left. Deb handed Frank his check, he politely said "thank you" with
a big smile on his face, and Deb didn't smile back or say "you're welcome".
Frank left the building.

As Frank walked through the parking lot to his car he opened the envelope that
his check was in. He looked at the check even though it didn't really matter
to him what the amount was because he would just be signing it over to Tiffany
anyway. He didn't worry about money. The only reason he worked at McDonald's
was because there was nothing else to do while Tiffany was at work so he did
it so he could pay for his food and help Tiffany pay the mortgage. Tiffany
took care of everything else so Frank could devote 100% of his attention to
the only that mattered which was Tiffany's feet.

Frank walked through the parking lot and he looked down at his check. It was
$287.32 after taxes and social security for a 40-hour work week. That was
plenty to put food in Frank's mouth. Frank was looking down at this check when
he heard a loud honk. He looked up and saw it was a BMW 7- series and a good
looking guy in his forties was driving it. Frank had accidentally walked in
front of the car. The guy honked loudly again and then stuck his head out the
window. "Watch where you're going you schlep!" the guy yelled at Frank with
such anger and hatred in his voice. The angry guy in the BMW probably made in
half a day what Frank made in a week. Frank just smiled back at the guy and
said "Sorry". Frank walked past the drive-thru line to his car. There were
probably five cars in the line at least. Some of the people were alone in the
cars, some with their significant others, some with their kids. Not a single
one of any of the people in their cars was smiling. Frank was though. He had a
great night ahead of him.

Frank got home and walked into the kitchen. Tiffany was sitting at the kitchen
table eating two grilled chicken breasts and a garden salad. He handed Tiffany
the paycheck. Frank's dinner was sitting there waiting for him on a plate on
the floor. A slice of ham between two pieces of wheat bread, a few saltine
crackers, a banana, and a glass of water. Nice, simple, and healthy. It did
the job for Frank. Tiffany ate her dinner sitting at the table and Frank
happily ate his dinner sitting Indian-style on the floor. Neither of them
talked at all during dinner. The only thing on Frank's mind was dessert.

The two finished up their meals. Frank put his dirty dishes in the dishwasher
and then did the same for Tiffany. Meanwhile, Tiffany got up, went into the
living room, and sat in her favorite chair. Frank turned the dishwasher on and
then went into the living room. There Tiffany sat with her legs stretched out
and her beautiful feet sitting on the footstool in front of her with her heels
on the stool and her perfect toes pointed up in the air. It was time for
Frank's favorite part of the day - dessert! He slowly and respectfully walked
up to the footstool and kneeled in front of it. He moved his face close to the
precious feet and breathed in the air of their wonderful scent. He slowly and
romantically put his nose up to the big toe on her left foot and lightly
touched it with his tongue. It tasted so delightful! Slowly he put his mouth
up to the tips of her cute toes. He gently tapped the top of each pretty toe
with his tongue and then put the entire lovely foot in his mouth, toes first.
He sucked on that perfect foot like it was a nice, big, lollipop, loving the
taste and loving the wonderful scent of it. Frank got to have dessert every
single night but it never stopped giving him the feeling of euphoria it always
gave him having the most fantastic thing in the world in his mouth.

Frank then began to slowly remove the foot from his mouth. He then put his
tongue between her two biggest toes and licked between them. He proceeded to
do this all the way down Tiffany's left foot licking good between each of her
toes and then doing the same thing with her right foot. He took his time doing
so as licking between those toes was such an incredibly enjoyable thing to do.
Tiffany let out little moans signaling that she was enjoying it, not nearly as
much as Frank was, but she was enjoying it too.

When Frank was done licking between her toes he then proceeded to kiss the top
of her soft foot. He made sure to kiss every spot of the top of that foot
taking in the wonderful aroma of it as he did so. The top of her foot was so
pure and soft. He then kissed every part of the bottom of her foot which was
wrinkly and rugged as opposed to pure and soft like the top of her foot but
every bit enjoyable to kiss. The smell was different then the top of the foot,
not better, not inferior, just different, and every bit as lovely. Wonderful
chills went through Frank's body as he did this.

When Frank was done kissing every spot of the top and bottom of Tiffany's
striking feet he realized his cock was incredibly hard again. Tiffany wiggled
her sexy toes and wrinkled up her sexy soles and Frank started breathing
heavily again. He looked at Tiffany and was about to speak but she spoke
before he had the chance.

"Yes worm, you may go jerk off" she said with a cocky smile. "I have to rinse
my feet off anyway." Tiffany stood up and Frank followed her upstairs to the
bathroom. When they walked into the bathroom Tiffany walked to the tub to
rinse her feet off and Frank quickly walked to the toilet. He pulled down his
pants and his dick stuck out like a torpedo. He quickly started stroking
himself thinking about how heavenly it was to have Tiffany's feet in his mouth
for such a long period of time. Sometimes he wished he could just enjoy his
dessert some nights and not have to jerk off right afterwards but not once did
that ever happen. Before he could think anymore he was blowing his load. He
also wished that some nights he could pleasure himself and last more than a
minute but that never happened either. When he finished his job and Tiffany
finished rinsing her feet off they both got out of their work clothes and put
on their pajamas. Frank threw his work clothes in the washing machine so they
would be ready for the next morning.

There was still one last order of business that needed to be done before days
end. Tiffany sat on the living room couch. Frank walked into the living room
with a small bottle of nail polish remover. This type of nail polish remover
was unique in that it was odorless. It was imperative that it did not have the
strong smell of normal nail polish remover. Frank kneeled down in front of
Tiffany and held her left foot in his hand. He then took her cute little pinky
toe in his hand and began applying the odorless nail polish remover to her
toenail. Yes Frank had just put fresh nail polish on them that morning but the
best ten toes in the entire universe needed to look as pretty as possible
everyday so every night Frank needed to remove the nail polish from them so he
could paint them nice and fresh every morning. Frank didn't mind, not
whatsoever.

Frank finished up his work and put the bottle away. The days work was done. It
was 6:30 p.m. and now it was time for the two to relax before bedtime at 8:30.
They both needed to be in bed by 8:30 to make sure they got plenty of rest to
enjoy the next day as much as they had enjoyed every other one. But now they
had two hours to relax and enjoy some peaceful time before bed. Tiffany sat on
the couch with her cell phone, her TV remote, and a book all next to her.
Frank lay down on the ground in front of her on his back. Tiffany stretched
her incredibly sexy feet out and then put her wrinkly soles on Frank's face.
She completely covered his face with those sexy soles, her toes curled around
his chin, her soles right on his face, and her heels on his forehead. She left
him just enough room to breathe but other than that all he could see and smell
was sexy feet. Tiffany spent the next two hours relaxing on the couch,
watching TV, talking to a couple of friend on the phone, and reading some of
her book. She didn't move the entire time. Frank spent the next 2 hours lying
on the floor, with toes curled around his chin, and wonderful feet on his
face. While Tiffany entertained herself Frank just lay there and thought about
how wonderful life was. Every second of life was absolutely precious and as
long as those spectacular feet were in his life Frank would never ever have a
reason not to be smiling no matter what happened. Life truly was wonderful!