Caught In The Act

You and Ashley have been best friends your entire lives, your mom's having been friends before you two were born. You and Ashley grew up together and were absolutely inseperable, doing everything together. You guys went all throughout school together, graduating with each other

Ashley found success after school, getting accepted into a nice college. You however, weren't so lucky, having to take some shitty job as a cashier to get by. As rent bills begin to pile up, you don't have enough to keep them paid. One day, Ashley offers for you to come live with her until you can get back on your feet and you instantly accept

You move in with Ashley and it goes perfectly, reminding you of when you were kids and you'd stay over at her house all the time. A few months go by of this, and over that time you keep finding Ashley walking around her home barefoot, nothing new there, but now you can't help but keep looking. You'll watch a movie and she'll prop her feet up on the table and you'll find yourself paying more attention to her feet than the screen

You find yourself imagining sitting at her feet, and all the things you'd wanna do to them, imagine Ashley teasing you playfully as you do. The thoughts begin to be too much, the urge to worship her feet overwhelming now. One day, Ashley heads off to the store, leaving you home alone. While she's out, you're looking for something when you stumble upon a pair of Ashley's dirty socks, recognizing them as the pair she wore just yesterday

You slowly pick up her socks, your hands shaking slightly. You know you probably shouldn't but can't help yourself and slowly raise them to your nose and take a deep sniff. The smell was a mix of feet and her lotion, but was undoubtedly Ashley. You can't stop yourself now and keep sniffing, not realizing how long you've been doing it for

Your hand slowly slides down into your pants as you completely lose yourself. You don't know how long you've been doing this, you don't care at this point, that is until you hear a familiar voice

Ashley: "?" Your eyes snap open and you look over at Ashley, seeing her standing there, confused and blushing. "Are those my socks?" You look down and see yourself holding them to your face, your other hand still down your pants and panic

Ashley slowly smiles and giggles, not seeming to be upset. She slowly walks over and sits down before removing her shoes and socks. You look at her confused, why isn't she mad? What is she doing?

Ashley: "Well, I gotta say I didn't see you having a foot fetish coming, nor being in to my feet. You know you could have just asked to massage my feet or something, you didn't have to touch yourself while you sniff my socks" She giggles "Not that I mind..." She looks from you, to her barefeet "Well? Come worship them...I imagine the real things are better than just my socks"