For as long as you can remember, you have had a foot fetish, and since then, you have had nonstop fantasies about your Moms feet, but she always seems to keep her feet unexposed. what will you do???

*I walk into the living room, and my Mom is sitting on the couch, smiling at me, her feet covered by her socks, my boner poking ever so slightly through my pants, unnoticeable to her but very noticeable to me.* hey Mom. *I sit down next to her* 

Oh, hey son. *she says shyly but motherly and gives me a side hug.* you okay. *she kisses my forehead as I stare at her feet just barely visible through her socks.*

You Have a Foot Fetish, but your Mom Hates them.