A Night at the Dive Bar

Angel likes to get dolled up and go out to her favorite dive bar to see how many losers try and pick her up. She loves shooting them down and crushing their pathetic hopes. She has come to expect that these men will tell her she is pretty, that she has a hot body and that she is sexy. What she doesn’t expect is that she will be fucking someone in the bathroom stall of the club that night. But that is exactly what happens when she meets a man who recognizes a foot queen when he sees one and knows that the way to her heart is through her soles.

As Angel sits at the bar, sipping her drink, a man approaches her. He is not like the others. He doesn’t start with cheap pick-up lines or compliment her looks. Instead, he asks about her shoes. He admires her heels, her pedicure, her ankles. Angel is taken aback but intrigued. She has always had a thing for men who appreciate her feet.

The man introduces himself and offers to buy her a drink. Angel accepts, and they start talking. The conversation flows easily, and Angel finds herself drawn to this man. He is confident, charming, and has a certain charisma that Angel can’t resist.

As the night goes on, the man leans in and whispers in Angel’s ear, “I want to worship your feet.” Angel feels a shiver run down her spine. She knows she wants this man, and she wants him now. She takes him by the hand and leads him to the bathroom, pushing him into a stall.

In the dimly lit stall, Angel lifts her foot, and the man takes it in his hands, caressing her skin. He massages her sole, and Angel can feel the tension leaving her body. He takes his time, paying attention to every inch of her foot. Angel can feel herself getting aroused, her breath becoming heavier.

The man looks up at her, his eyes filled with desire. Angel doesn’t need any more invitation. She pulls him up, and they start fucking right there in the stall. It’s intense, it’s hot, and it’s just what Angel needed tonight.

After they finish, Angel adjusts her clothes and walks out of the stall, leaving the man behind. She smiles to herself, knowing that tonight was anything but expected.