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Feet
"There are times when you have to turn off your mind and
think with your balls," Michael thought idly.
Eight years of blissful, loyal marriage had not stymied his
vivid fantasies of making love to other women. Even the joys and
rigors of parenthood had not dampened his intense imagination. He
had gone through phases where he actually thought about other
women while making love to his wife. In spite of his fantasies,
he still had deep feelings of personal contentment as well as
pride in the fact that he had never even touched another woman in
the ten years since he met his wife.
"Enjoy your meal sir."
Michael's introspective reverie was interrupted by the
turbaned waiter who slipped a menu on his dish. Sitting in the
Indian restaurant browsing the tandori dishes on the twelve page
menu, he could not help stealing glances at his soon-to-be
sister-in-law. She was without question one of the best looking
women he had ever seen. She noticed his peeking over his menu and
smiled playfully at him.
A fashion model-turned stewardess, Corina had received a lot
of attention from many different men in her 22 years. She had
exquisite, long legs, a near perfect figure, large, wide-set,
dark eyes, and short well-kept black hair. It was her grace,
posture and grooming, however, that set her apart from most other
girls. Tonight she was wearing a stunning black evening dress, a
bit too much makeup and a some gaudy sparkling jewelry.
Michael's in-laws were celebrating Corina's engagement to
Marshal. Marshal was Michael's body-builder brother-in-law, the
obnoxious younger brother of Michael's wife. Somehow the seating
arrangement had placed Corina opposite Michael at the foot of the
table against the wall. It's interesting how such random
circumstances can sometimes lead to high adventure.
Michael shifted positions in his chair to concentrate on the
menu. His foot accidentally touched Corina's under the table and
he looked at her with a startled, embarrassed expression. Her
eyes twinkled, and a tiny smirking smile crossed her mouth but
she did not meet his apologetic gaze. Her legs were extended and
her feet remained in harm's way under his chair. When the
appetizers arrived, Michael turned to feed his two-year-old son.
Again his foot brushed Corina's. Again she ignored his startled
glance.
In a fit of blind, drunken betrayal to his ten years of
fidelity, Michael carefully took off his shoes and put one
stockinged foot on Corina's instep. Without hesitation, she took
another fork full of salad and continued her cheerful
conversation with her fiance. Her feet remained squarely parked
under Michael's chair.
Michael timidly put his other foot on Corina's, hesitated a
few seconds, then slowly and carefully, with both his feet,
removed her shoe. He manipulated her foot up onto his own chair
then slowly and gingerly slipped his right foot along her left
leg, up under her dress to her thigh. It was only then that he
noticed she was wearing stockings and garters instead of panty
hose.
His foot hesitated several seconds on her bare thigh. Her
demeanor, conversation, and outward appearance betrayed nothing
of their little "footsies" game under the table. Michael, on the
other hand became quite pale. His heart was pounding and he had a
very hard erection.
"Oh my god!" he gasped to himself. "This can't be happening
to me!!"
Then Corina took the initiative. She put her left foot
squarely on his erect penis and simultaneously slipped forward in
her chair, maneuvering her vagina under Michael's foot.
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Michael
quickly moved the table cloth to cover his lap. Corina began
stroking his penis, sliding her foot up and down his lap. Michael
burrowed his foot between Corina's legs and began manipulating
his toe in an area he hoped contained her clitoris. She helped
him find her hot-spot with slight movements of her thighs and
pelvis.
They sat stroking each others' genitals, while outwardly
ignoring each other for several minutes.
As the dinner progressed, Corina became more aroused.
Michael noticed her cheeks flush and saw her occasionally inhale
sharply. Her foot on his penis became sloppy. Soon she stopped
stroking his penis entirely and pushed her clitoris harder
against each stroke of his foot. His foot manipulations and her
pelvic movements merged into an almost coital rhythm. Michael was
afraid her increasingly strenuous movements were going to give
them away, but his hypnotic fascination by her intense beauty and
blind, hot sexual arousal made him continue manipulating his foot
in her lap.
Corina started shivering and lost the rhythm of their mutual
masturbation. She held her breath for a few seconds, then sighed
softly once, twice, and again. During her final heavy sigh, she
shuddered deliriously and relaxed her legs completely. Then she
started chewing her food again, gave an appreciative, loving
glance at Michael, and began manipulating his penis in earnest
with her foot.
Now his pleasure had her full attention, and she seemed to
know a lot about how to please a man. She alternated between
massaging the head of his cock with her toes and stroking the
entire length of his penis down to the root with the ball of her
foot. She applied just the right amount of pressure. Michael
started smiling, caught himself, and made small talk with his
two-year-old son.
Corina slowly increased the pressure and tempo of her
movements and Michael knew he was going to come in his pants. He
slipped his paper napkin under the table cloth, through the top
of his pants, and around the head of his penis. He wrapped the
napkin around the top of his cock as best as he could and then
took a drink of water. At the same time his left hand stroked
Corina's calf gently and lovingly, trying to put love and
gratitude into the smile he flashed at her.
Corina settled into a steady rhythm, stroking the length of
Michael's shaft with the entire sole of her foot. She glanced at
his face every few minutes to gauge how she was doing.
Finally, Michael could not hold back any longer. Turning his
head away from the others, so they wouldn't see the contortions
of the consuming pleasure playing across his face, he shot his
load into the napkin in five unbearably intense strokes. Corina
felt the semen flowing through Michael's hard, hot penis and
broke into a faster, harder pumping action with her foot.
In spite of all the bizarre circumstances, it was one of the
most intense orgasms Michael ever had. As the last after-shocks
washed through him, Corina reduced the pressure, speed, and
intensity of her foot manipulations, softly milking the last
drops of semen from Michael's still-erect cock.
Michael again put his hand under the table and stroked her
calf appreciatively, then manipulated her foot back into her
shoe.
Two months later, Michael learned that Marshal had broken
off his engagement. Michael never learned the exact details or
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