Foot Pervert

I was out today and came across a girl who was registering people to vote for some sort or proposition outside of the grocery store. She was average looking and older, I would say mid forties. As I was in the process of politely declining her offer and stating the nature of the upcoming voting measure, I looked down at her feet, which were encased in a blocky pair of strappy sandals. OMG, she had long, full toenails, which were painted a deep purple with little diamonds curving up to the tips of her toenails.
I took a deep breath and stopped. I politely commented on the beauty of her feet, then she immediately started telling me about how she was just doing the job to make ends meat, how she was a secretary, and with the economy blowing ass, like it is currently, how she was doing odd jobs to make ends meat for the time being. I saw this as an opportunity... I told her that I was a foot fetishist and how I loved women's feet. I told her that I would gladly pay her for the privilege of smelling them and worshipping them.. Usually at this point, whatever women I am talking too, either politely excuse themselves or call me a perv... which, I proudly am :)
Instead, she said that this arrangement may be something that she is interested in. We exchange phone numbers, I tell her I just live 4 blocks up the street and quickly go home to masturbate, not only of the vision of beauty that her feet were, but of the possible upcoming situation that may be happening 4 hours from now. that was the time she told she she would be done with work, etc.
Suprisingly, 6 p.m., sharp, she calls, sheepishly asking if I had been serious, breathlessly, I said I definitely was, she retorts that she will be over in 20 minutes. I can't believe it!
She actually showed up, and after I had offered her a drink, we made some small talk and she asks about the money. I whip out the funds and she starts to excuse herself to wash her feet. I plead with her not too, I tell her how much I enjoy the way that womens feet smell. She is like "really?" Lol, they all say that. I get on my knees and remove each of her shoes. The light from the sun, reflecting off of her long purple toenails. I start to smell. The odor hit me like a ton of bricks. They were stinky! I just wrapped her toes around my nose and inhaled deeply. I loved it, thanking her in between deep breaths. After a couple of minutes, when I had started sucking her sweat off of her toes, she asks me if they "smelled good" OMG, yes, YES, I said, thanking her again for the opportunity. She is embarrased, but still rubbing her feet all over my face, say's "I wish that more men did what you do" I agreed with her as I start licking the soles of her feet. She finally relaxes, tilting her head back, enjoying me servicing her. I finish up, her scent I can smell, from my face now. I thank her and hug her, although she leans her head away from mine, as I am sure that she caught a whiff of her own foot sweat that was now embedded on my face. I had a semi erect cock at that point, I ask her if she ever needs help again, that I am just a phonecall away. She takes the cash and leaves... I go back to my bedroom and masturbate again with her foot sweat still invading my nostrils and then shower and go to bed. I love my life!