I was about 19 and my filling in my only cavity fell out. So I went to some kind of Dental Center to have it fixed. The Dentist came in and told me that I needed a root canal and the tooth could be saved.
Since I ahd no dental insurance I deciced to have it pulled. It was an upper tooth way in the back so it would hardly be noticable. The dentist was reluctant but finally conceeded.
He comes back into the room and so does his assistant. A tall gorgeous young blonde. She was in her mid twenties, tall, thin, wearing blue scrubs and white tennis shoes with white socks. The dentist proceeded to pull it and after her was done I asked her if her feet hurt from being on them all day. She told me yes and that a hot bath and massage would do the trick. I was just about to ask her if she was ticklish during a massage or if I could rub them and the dentist walked back in.
I was led out of the room and went to a desk where this woman was where you pay bills, make arrangements etc. I had to pay for the services and make a follow up appointment. Now this woman was pretty attractive too. She was in her early 40's, blondish, pretty, a little plump about 5'7" I'd say. She wore a black top and black slacks. I could see she wore black slip-ons and light tan hose.
We sat at across from each other at her desk. I told her how I felt sorry for that Dentist's assistant for having sore feet. She said to me," at least she wears tennis shoes look at what I have to wear and she lifted up her right foot, under the desk at me. Well without hesitation I removed her shoe and jokingly asked," this is uncomfortable"?
She handed me back her foot and asked me to put her shoe on for her. I held her ankle, put the shoe down and took my finger and tickled her stockinged sole. Her foot was perfect! It was plump, wide arched, warm and soft. She tried to pull it away, tried not to laugh and tried to look around to see if anyone was watching her. I continued tickling it and it was writhing like mad and she tried to do the paper work while giggling and silenly laughing.
Just then another Dentist walked by and saw what was going on. I stopped, she sat up straight and he said jokingly," really Shelly, you let a stranger touch your feet and you won't even have a drink with me"? He winked, smiled and walked away.
I made the appointment for the following week and I couldn't wait to get there. When I did I asked where Shelly was. The assistant there told me she got promoted and was transfered to Chicago for more money and a better position.
She was one of my favorites too.