Weekend Plans

I'm off to work right now, so here's a quickie update of my weekend plans:

* working today as a carpenter's assistant (you can read a lengthy blog post about the new job and the nature of running an adult site here)
* visiting with my sister and her family this weekend
* sending my sister's puppy home after dog-sitting for the last week. He's so cute! I'm definitely going to miss the little guy (but won't miss the little accidents he likes to leave)
* hopefully playing some tennis
* editing new photos for my wonderful Barefoot Kristy members!

What are you doing this weekend?

Sexy Feet in Flip Flops

I added a small set of photos of me in the garden showing off my sexy feet in flip flops as I water my herb garden. My foot fetish fans can log into the members area to download the set or if you're not a member yet, you can click here to join now.

A new movie went up today too with lots of close ups of my toes pointing and spreading. I'll add some screenshots soon!



I love puttering around my garden, even though I don't have much of a green thumb. There is so much to learn about different plants, soil types, sun or shade requirements...it never ends!

In these sexy feet pics, I'm wearing one of the many, many pairs of flip flops I go through every summer and my nails aren't exactly pedicure perfect, but my feet ARE perfectly ready for getting down and dirty. In the garden, of course!

Tennis Star

Between house guests, concerts and trying to catch up with work, summer vacation seems a million miles away already. One thing that's been great for keeping my sanity plus keeping me in shape after far too many hours sitting at my desk has been playing tennis.

I just started playing a few weeks ago and I'm already hooked. It's much more fun than going to the gym for me and though it doesn't target specific areas (can't quit doing squats or leg lifts to shape my bum!), it's a killer workout because I'm racing around the court constantly.

I have a pretty strong competitive drive, so that "first to the ball" instinct kicks in even though I don't know what I'm doing. I basically do sprints the full time I'm playing, plus slower jogs to retrieve my many, many wayward balls. I really need a ball boy. *grin*

Since I should be able to play almost year round out here (a little rain never hurt anyone, right?), I picked up some saucy new tennis shoes the other day. Aren't they smashing?



I wasn't sure what the difference was with tennis shoes versus my regular trainers, but when I took at the soles of these ones, I could see how perfectly flat the bottoms are with no indent in the middle to support your sole as you jog or climb up stairs. They're built specifically for the lateral movement on the flat surface of a tennis court and keep the top of my foot snug and locked in place.

Now if I could just figure out how to keep the ball in bounds, I'd be all set!

Foot Fetish Model in Search of an Assistant

Hey gang! I've been working my butt off on a big design/marketing project for a real estate client of mine at my "real" job, but I should have everything wrapped up this weekend and then I'll be posting a whole whack of new foot fetish updates for my wonderful VIP members.

I've got so many photo sets just sitting on my hard drive, hoping someone will come along and pay them a little attention. Bad Kristy! Now if only I could afford to hire an assistant.

Hmmmm...maybe one who comes to work wearing smart little business suits and skirts that are just a little too short? A beautiful blonde in a tight sweater sitting in my little office, typing away, toes tapping absentmindedly.

I think she's the kind of girl who loves anything vintage and always makes a point of dressing for work. Every time I glance up I can't help but notice the lovely sweep of her calf leading down to her ankle where her real nylon stockings wrinkle. She dips her conservative brown pumps as she types and just as her heel pops out and I get a peek at her smooth arched soles, she catches me looking at her.

I quickly avert my gaze and go back to looking at my monitor, furrowing my brow and pretending to be totally absorbed in searching the page. Did she know I was watching her? Did she mind?

On second thought, maybe getting an assistant wouldn't be such a good idea after all. I would NEVER get any work done! *grin*