Girls footsie

[Zirordraguide]

The holidays arrived. Fabiola, Naomi's mother, decided to send the latter to her father. The 20-year-old girl was not at all enchanted by this idea, because she knew that she would then have to meet her mother-in-law, Laura.
(Naomie) – I really don’t want to go, mom!
(Fabiola) – Everything will be fine. Your stepmother is very nice, and it’s been a long time since your father saw you. And then you will be able to meet Ben and Cécile, Laura's children. I’m sure these little ones are charming!
(Naomie) – I hate kids!
(Fabiola, laughing) – You’ll see. Everything will be fine.
In the evening, Naomie's mother took her to her father's house. The young girl scowled at her mother for this. His father welcomed him with pleasure.
(Dad) – Hello, my daughter! Come on, come give Dad a hug!
Unable to stop smiling, Naomie ran into her father's arms, and they gave each other a tender hug.
(Dad) – Ah, I missed you!
(Naomie) – You too, dad.
(Fabiola) – Okay, well I’ll leave you behind. I'll pick you up tomorrow evening.
(Naomie) – Yes mom.
With these words, Naomie's mother left her. As soon as she entered her father's house, Ben jumped on her.
(Ben) – Well hello! Me, it’s Ben!
(Naomie) – Hello, little one!
(Dad) – Naomie, please.
(Naomie, rolling her eyes) – Hello, Ben.
Ben began to talk so much that Naomie thought she didn't understand a single word of what he was saying. Cécile, much more shy, remained in her corner. The father welcomed his daughter so that she was as comfortable as possible. To bring his three children closer together, he then invited him to play table tennis together. At first, Naomie, sulking, didn't really put her whole heart into it, but gradually, she really played. After a while, she was even having fun with her brother-in-law and sister-in-law, until she heard her mother-in-law come in.
(Laura) – I came home.
(Cécile, running towards her mother) – Mom!
Laura carried Cécile on her hips.
(Dad, kissing Laura) – How are you, darling?
Seeing her father kiss Laura as he kissed her mother filled Naomi with rage, and she dropped her racket and gave up the game.
(Ben) – Eh, but it’s not over!
(Naomie) – I don’t want to play anymore!
(Laura, smiling) – Hi Naomie!
Naomie didn't answer, and went straight to a hammock outside the house to stay alone. Laura, bothered by this phenomenon, stopped smiling as she looked at her husband.
(Dad) – I’ll fix it.
Naomie remained alone on this hammock for a moment, then her father came to join her. He chatted with her a little, and gently brought her to reason by consoling her. After a while, Naomie finally came into the house, then spoke to Laura.
(Naomie, in a cold tone) – I’m sorry. I shouldn't have left like that.
(Laura) – It doesn’t matter, you know? I understand you perfectly. And know that...I wouldn't try to replace your mother...I never could. But...I will do everything possible to ensure that you and I get along as well as possible. I promise you.
(Naomie, with a very slight smile) – It’s not going to be easy.
(Laura, laughing) – I suppose so.
Naomie laughed briefly.
(Laura, whispering) – If at your age I had a stepmother, I would have done much worse, believe me!
Naomie laughed honestly. The father was happy to see that the atmosphere was already starting to improve between Naomie and Laura.
The next day, the family went on a beach trip. In the sea, Laura kept a little hat so as not to get her hair too wet. Filled with bad intentions, Naomi dove under the water, walked towards her mother-in-law, and burst to the surface, wetting her face with full force.
(Laura, wiping her eyes) – Oh, god!
(Dad, annoyed) – Naomie! Laura didn't want to get her hair wet!
(Naomie) – Well, it’s a failure!
(Dad, in a severe tone) – Listen little girl…you…
(Laura) – No, leave it, it doesn’t matter. After all…hair can be washed. And the young girls…that…
Suddenly, Laura grabbed Naomie.
(Laura) – It’s diving!
(Naomie, laughing) – No, let me go!
Laughing out loud, Naomie and Laura held hands and pushed each other until suddenly Laura grabbed Naomie by the hips and pushed her into the water. This caused the father to smile.
(Laura, smiling) – There you go, young lady! An eye for an eye!
(Naomie, spitting water from her mouth) – Oh, you!
Naomie and Laura had a water fight in front of each other, laughing until Naomie finally gave up.
(Naomie) – I have a lot of water in my eyes.
(Laura) – Now you know, never provoke me.
(Dad) – Yes…my wife can be a very big brat.
Laura laughed, then Naomie.
(Ben, joining them) – Water tornado!
Ben threw water on everyone, and everyone, laughing, had a sea water fight together.
It all made for a great day. In the evening, the father had to take Ben and Cécile back to piano lessons. Laura found herself alone with Naomie for the first time. Sitting on the sofa, legs stretched out, the latter spoke with her mother, telling her how her stay with her father was going.
(Naomie, looking at Laura smiling) – Laura is very naughty!
Laura passed by smiling.
(Naomie) – No, I’m joking. She's...acceptable. No, I wouldn't say that I like her, but... let's say that... I tolerate her, that's it. I tolerate it.
Laura laughed in her corner and Naomie smiled at her. Naomie continued to chat with her mother for a bit then finally left her and hung up. She exchanged another smile with Laura who joined her on the sofa.
(Laura) – Are you okay?
(Naomie) – Are you okay?
(Laura, laughing) – I'm fine. Is your mother okay?
(Naomie, in a joking tone) – She says she’s fine, but I know she’s bored without me!
(Laura) – It’s true that we never get bored with you.
(Naomie) – For sure.
(Laura, putting one foot on the sofa) – In any case…thanks.
(Naomie) – Thank you for what?
(Laura) – For giving me a chance.
(Naomie) – I didn’t give you a chance! I will continue to ruin your life!
(Laura) – Anhan…unless…
(Naomie) – Unless?
(Laura, laughing, pushing Naomie’s leg with her foot) – It’s me who’s ruining your life!
(Naomie, pursing her lips) – Eh, you…
Pursing her lips, Naomie clutched her feet against those of her mother-in-law.
(Naomie, pushing hard to bend Laura's leg) – You're looking for me, there!
(Laura, grimacing) – Hahaha!!!
(Naomie, pushing and raising her feet high) – I'm stronger at this game!
(Laura, smiling, raising her other foot) – Really?
(Naomie, clutching her other foot to Laura's) – I'm stronger than you! You don't know what you're getting yourself into!
(Laura) – Looking forward to finding out then!
Moaning and pursing their mouths, the two women pushed hard with both feet in the form of a pedal boat. Randomly, their feet went up and down.
(Naomie, moaning) – I am the strongest!
(Laura, same) – Me! Am the strongest!
(Naomie, forcing and unfolding her right leg) – You have huge feet!
(Laura, unfolding her left leg) – My huge feet are going to crush yours!
The two women forced, smiling, then Naomie started laughing, still forcing and Laura did the same.
(Laura, grimacing) – It’s the war of the feeeeet which has been declared!
(Naomie, unfolding her left leg) – You started it!
(Laura, unfolding her left leg) – I don’t know what you’re talking about!
(Naomie) – I'm sure my mother would beat you at this game!
(Laura) – I would be curious to see that!
Naomie pushed hard and lifted her ass off the couch. Moaning loudly, she pushed with all her might.
(Laura, about to fall off the couch) – Nooooo!
Naomie continued to push hard, and Laura fell.
(Naomie, raising her arms in the air) – Yesss!
Laura pretended to cry on the ground, out of breath. Smiling, Naomie stood up and helped her mother-in-law to get up by holding out her hand.
(Naomie) – Come on, get up, little player!
Smiling, Laura grabbed Naomie's hand and stood up.
(Laura) – I’m preparing food. What would you like for dinner tonight?
(Naomi) – Hmmm…lasagna is good.
(Laura, thinking) – Do I have all the ingredients…hmmm…yes, yes, I could manage. Let's go for the lasagna.
As said, with a smile on her face, Laura went to prepare supper. Also keeping a smile on her face, sitting on the sofa, Naomi watched her mother-in-law walk towards the kitchen, barefoot. She felt excited to still be able to feel the strong contact of Laura's foot against hers. The latter often exchanged smiles with Naomi while cooking, and she put on some music in the background. As she cooked, adding the ingredients, she asked Naomi's opinion on what she liked. Lying on the sofa, Naomi was still answering, unable to help but smile. After a while, pursing her lower lip, Naomi went to join her mother-in-law in the kitchen while the latter cut pieces of vegetables. She was standing right next to her.
(Naomi) – It smells good.
(Laura, in a teasing tone) – Better than when your mother does?
(Naomi, placing her toes on Laura's) – Hmmm…yeah, but my mother is better than you.
Laughing as she cut the vegetables, Laura lifted her toes. Giggling a little, Naomi rubbed her toes against his and it was mutual. Laura pressed harder and harder. Gradually, she laughed too and looked at Naomi and their feet. She made a witchy voice, pinching her nose and moaning, and it made Naomi laugh. Dropping her kitchen knife, Laura turned squarely towards Naomi and the women frankly rubbed their toes together hard and laughed, raising their feet more and more. Naomi heard the door open. It was her father who was arriving, so she quickly stopped the game, not daring to do this in front of her father.
(Naomi, in a joking tone) – It’s okay…you win!
(Laura, smiling) – Obviously!
Naomi smiled and returned to the couch. His father had brought the other two children because their piano teacher was absent due to illness, but he had not warned. This is what the father tells his wife. Then the family had dinner together. Naomi always felt more excited while joking with her stepmother and found the other two children more and more friendly. His father seemed happy about it. In the evening, before going to sleep, Naomi thought a lot about these foot battles, and it made her lose the desire to leave her father's house the next day.
The next afternoon, Fabiola came to pick up her daughter. Naomi tells him that she would like to stay two more days. This pleased Laura, but especially her father. Fabiola being happy that her daughter was finally getting along well in her father's entourage, did not insist and happily left her for two more days with her father. The next morning, Naomi woke up a little earlier. She went to get some fresh air on a bench on the terrace. She was daydreaming until Laura, also awake, came to say hello. Naomi responded with a beautiful smile.
Laura then went to make breakfast, then she joined Naomi. Laura was eating and Naomi was chatting with her. They discussed at length about everything and nothing. Gradually, they began to tease each other.
(Naomi) – You are no match for my mother! My mother is much better!
(Laura, smiling) – Be careful, young lady, how you speak to your mother-in-law!
(Naomi, laughing) – Oh yes? And if not what?
(Laura) – Otherwise, well… (Raising one foot on the bench) I would have to take my revenge!
Opening her mouth wide in laughter, Naomi moved to raise a foot too as Laura giggled. She grabbed her foot onto her mother-in-law's and both women laughed as they pushed. Laura was really putting all her strength into it and their feet were bumping left and right. They were both dying of laughter and moaning. Laughing, Naomi tried to raise her foot using her toes.
(Laura, grimacing, doing the same) – You won’t get me like that!
Laughing and moaning, the two women rubbed their toes together. Laura pressed hard, and Naomi cried out laughing, and Laura, lifting her buttocks, pushed all the way until Naomi fell, dying of laughter.
(Laura, in a witch’s voice) – There you go! It was for making me fall off the couch!
Naomi was laughing so much that she had trouble getting up. Then laughing, Laura made her stand up. They then sat down next to each other.
(Laura) – In any case, you are a good foot war opponent. Well done.
Naomi laughed. She crossed her legs towards Laura.
(Naomi) – You too. Your big feet are super comfortable, I like them.
(Laura, smiling, crossing her feet towards Naomi, gripping them together) – How many shoes do you wear?
(Naomi) – From 39.
(Laura) – Me, 43.
Naomi laughed, then Laura. They put their feet together with their hands and compared them.
(Laura) – Yes, I have big feet.
The two women laughed again. Naomi slowly began to rub her foot against Laura's, and Laura, smiling, did the same. Smiling at each other, and their eyes darting back and forth over their feet, they rubbed more and more frankly from left to right and from bottom to top. Laura massaged Naomi's foot well and the latter laughed. Seeing that it pleased her, Laura did it more and more frankly, and Naomi laughed more and more until they were rubbing their toes together very hard.
(Laura, in a witchy voice) – Battle of the big toes!
Laughing, they rubbed their toes together hard. Then, moaning, they pushed while pinching their noses. Their feet repeatedly fell to the ground, and they stomped their feet while laughing. Part of Naomi, feeling the situation strange, wanted it to stop, but the other side found it exciting and wanted to continue. Laura pushed hard, until, laughing, she finally lifted both of her feet, placing them against Naomi's. Surprised, the latter opened her mouth wide, rubbing her feet against Laura's as best she could. She stood more and more in front of her. Laura also rubbed, laughing. Laughing more and more, and moaning loudly, she rubbed quickly, mixing her feet together. There were many friction noises. Laura kicked and slammed one of her feet against the table. In pain, laughing, she ended the game. Naomi, also laughing, asked her if she was okay, and she was. Then, still accomplices, the two women discussed everything and nothing together more calmly until the others finally woke up.
That day the family visited a mountain. The next day, they visited a ruined castle in the morning. Fabiola went to pick up Naomi in the evening, but playing with her two brothers, the latter begged her to come and pick her up in two more days. Always more satisfied, Fabiola accepted. As she played with the children, Naomi saw her mother talking with Laura standing next to each other, smiling. The father then came to infiltrate the game, and the atmosphere became better and better. At one point, Naomi, excluded from the game, was on the sofa cross-legged, and Laura came to join her. The two women smiled at each other, and Naomi, laughing, got into position for a foot fight. Laura did the same, laughing, and they pushed their feet, their feet glued to the sofa. They simply pressed with the tops of their feet. Fabiola saw this and laughed about it. Laura quickly pretended to fall to the ground, and Fabiola and the others laughed out loud.
(The father, laughing) – But what do they do?
Laughing, Laura got up and gave up.
(Naomi) – Have you seen how strong I am, mom?
(Fabiola, smiling) – Yes, I see that!
The atmosphere kept getting better and better. Fabiola ends up leaving, leaving her daughter for two more days with her father.
The next morning, the family went to see Ice Age when it first appeared in the cinema. There were a lot of people, but they were all able to sit next to each other. The cartoon was loved by the whole family, and they were then able to enter the house. As usual, Naomi was playing with her little brothers. After a while, while playing, she noticed that her mother was there too.
(Naomi) – Mom? But did we say tomorrow?
(Fabiola) – Yes, I know my daughter. I just came to get the fish your father promised me. I'll leave you alone then.
(Naomi, smiling) – Okay mom.
(Fabiola) – Is it still going well?
(Naomi) – Yes, very good.
Fabiola smiles. As planned, the father gave the fish to the latter, and invited her to stay a little, which she accepted. Laura then arrived, having finished shopping, and greeted Fabiola. Naomi continued to play with the little ones. The two mothers chatted a little together. They drank a little and laughed out loud with the father. Fabiola was in flip-flops and Laura and her husband were barefoot. After a while, Naomi went to the bathroom. The children then engaged in a game of two. When Naomi returned, she found Laura with her legs stretched out on the couch, reading her cell phone. Taking off her flip-flops, Naomi came to join her, sitting on the sofa. Laura looked at her, smiling. Pursing her lips, Naomi raised her feet and Laura followed the movement in the same way. Moaning little by little, they already began to push. Having fun grabbing their hands on the back of the sofa, they pushed as hard as they could, randomly exchanging “I’m stronger”. Folds formed around their flying feet, and both raising their buttocks, they pushed hard. Naomi rubbed Laura's toes with hers.
(Fabiola, seeing them laughing) – Well, you two!
(Laura, laughing) – You tickle me with your toes!
Laughing, they pushed harder and harder. Naomi finally lets her left leg bend. Looking a little more competitive, Laura pushed harder, pressing all of her toes hard against Naomi's. She looked straight into her eyes with this provocative look, and Naomi found it increasingly difficult to resist.
(Naomi, dying of laughter) – Noooo!
(Laura, in a witch's voice, pinching her nose and pressing her toes against Naomi's) – I'm going to finish you!
Naomi, feeling that Laura had more strength, allowed herself to bend both legs, and Laura lifting her buttocks made Naomi fall from the sofa.(Laura, in a witch's voice) – And there you are, I exterminated you!
(Fabiola, the same, coming quickly while taking off her flip-flops) – Hey you! Don't touch my daughter!
Laura laughed out loud, as did Fabiola who sat down on the sofa, and laughing like children, the two ladies grabbed their feet together and started the pedal boat.
(Naomi, getting up, forcing a smile, surprised) – Mom?
Ignoring Naomi, looking competitively into each other's eyes, randomly, one would bend the other's leg. Folds formed well around their feet, the same size and flying high. Gripping their hands tightly against the back of the sofa, they rubbed their toes together before lifting their buttocks to push all the way. Their feet shifted to the right, and they started again, laughing. Fabiola's right leg was bent towards her and she was laughing out loud.
(Laura, laughing out loud) – You are mine! You are mine, victory!
Feeling jealous, Naomi went to her room, hearing them continue to laugh even more.
When she came out of her room, her mother had already left. Since then, she was a little colder towards her mother-in-law, not daring to be completely cold, because she did not want to admit that she felt jealousy. So the last day went well, but Naomi was a little different. An old colleague of Fabiola then went to pick up Naomi on the appointed day, because her mother was busy at work. So she said goodbye to everyone, and left her father, with moist eyes. As she left, she saw the whole family standing in front of the door watching her leave, and there, the young woman frankly cried inside the car...

I hope you enjoyed this story. I am French and my English is very bad. I use Google Translate to help me, so there are surely mistakes in my wording. Don't hesitate to ask me if there are one or more sentences that you don't understand, I won't be offended, haha ​​^^