Teased and denied by my Mistress's Feet My wife always knew I had a foot fetish. She loved the attention I would lavish on her feet, allowing me to provide her with long intimate foot massages when ever she wished, dutifully giving her a pedicure each week, to ensure her toenails were always perfectly painted, and that her soles, heels and toes were soft an...
"You little shit!!" My sister was not -really- mad at me, just still a little shocked that I would go in her room, and more so that Erica was right, and what was more had won the first round of the game because she had been right. It was probably getting to her that I had heard her say I would not be in her from, so she was more embarrassed then anything. B...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! So while I was having my hot feet licked (there's another story there, but we'll save it for later) it made me think of this story. John has been friends with Chelsea, but he's been hiding a huge crush. He'll do anything to be close to her. But he may also end up closer with the other women in the salon. And for those who...
The final flight was smooth. Having endured a couple of layovers, I had napped most of the way before making our descent into Miami/Dade International. Surprisingly, butterflies filled my stomach as I looked out the window at the eastern coast of the Florida shoreline. I remembered her instructions clearly and the topic of the visit, deplaned and walked thr...
I used a corkscrew to open our second bottle of a very nice Cab-Merlot blend and poured each of us another round into the long-stemmed glasses. My wife, Dana, our next door neighbor, Sue, and I were enjoying a warm, early evening on our deck last summer. Dana took a sip of her wine, leaned back, and put her foot in my lap. Automatically, I put my hand on he...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! So now it's time for Tom to begin attending his Summer School. His first class begins on a Monday morning and the teacher for Monday classes is Felicia Rodriguez his Spanish teacher. Of course Tom has doubts about just what Spanish he will have to learn. He has already spent some time tending to her feet when he was hoping...
The Mall was always dead late on Saturday nights. The last few customers normally rolled into the shoe store about eight o'clock. After that came the longest hour of the day. The last hour before the store closed, when the clock seemed to tick at half speed and time almost stood still. At about a quarter till nine, a woman strolled into the store. She was a...
"You know what I want." "Yes," I answer. I drop to my knees. She smiles down at me and parts her legs. Her right leg extends towards me. I take her foot in my left hand and with my right I undo the strap of her shoe. I remove it and toss it aside. I close my eyes and rub her foot against my cheek, loving the smooth, sensual feel of her skin against my face...
Nervously my finger pressed the buzzer, within ten seconds the release mechanism clicked and opened the door, I pushed it ajar and entered a dimly lit hallway, a stair case lay in front of me, leading down to a single ominous black door, I walked down and knocked, "You may enter." Came the quick curt reply. Sheepishly I entered, and closed the door behind...
At last we were alone in her house. We had been out for a night out with work colleagues and had got drunk. Sophie had invited me back for coffee. We had done this before and just talked endlessly into the night about everything from politics to musical taste and occasionally sex. Nothing more had ever happened. We were both married and it was just fun and c...