You and I are co-workers who are staying late at the office in order to complete some work and earn promotions. I complain about how exhausted I am and decide to kick my heels off in front of you and stretch my toes. I notice you staring, then call you out for having a foot fetish. After relentless teasing, I admit that I've known you have a foot fetish this whole time and I tease you intentionally on a daily basis. The topic of your wife comes up, but you can't think about her. The only thing you have on your mind is sniffing my feet and I eventually give you that opportunity. It comes at a cost, however. You see... staying late at the office is so lame! I'm too hot to do that so I'm just going to take pics of you worshipping my feet and use them to extort tons of cash from you. Is it worth it to finally sniff my perfect feet? The answer is YES. Come closer...