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A Romance in Rural America.
I could already read him like a blog page. "I can go with that. We'll forget the past and move to a future; together."
Here's where things completely departed from the traditional first date. I rose and stood next to his chair. Using my sexiest low voice, I said quietly, "Also, the tidy whities you wear? Yeah, I've figured out the kind of underwear you put-on; I'm tossing those. You're only wearing the sexiest panties I pick out for you. I'd love your tush to be in lace and satin."
I could see his cock was fully erect and I worried that other patrons might notice. If not, they definitely noticed what I did next.
I'd seen him checking out my feet every time I wore high heels and open toe shoes when we were in the flirt stage. "I also know that you have a serious foot and shoe fetish."
I placed my right foot on the chair between his legs. With my toe nails painted blood red; he stared admiringly at my foot encased in a web of narrow leather straps. "You want to caress my foot right here, don't you?"
He nodded as people at the next table looked on. Like most women, I, too, have a shoe fetish. I love buying and wearing the sexiest ones I can find and love the power it gives me when I see a man sneaking a peek at my feet and toes. Cody, with his addiction to the iron grip of foot obsession was completely in my demanding control now.
"You like legs? You're in for a treat. My legs are phenomenal. You'll drool over me in a short skirt."
He waved to pay the bill. "Let's get out of here. You've completely seduced me."
We raced back to his condo and rushed to the bedroom. He tore off his clothes, scattering them on the floor and sat naked on the bed while did a slow burlesque of removing my top, displaying my breasts, which I waved just out of the reach of his hungry mouth.
Next the tight pants went, with special attention to sliding them down my rounded ass. I remained in only a pair of black lace panties that hugged the curvature of each buttock and provided a barely obscured view of my hairless pubic mound, as I slipped my shoes back on.
As Cody looked on, he managed to blurt, "It's a gross understatement to say your legs are phenomenal. For lack of better words, I'd have to use flawless, but even that couldn't do them justice." My legs were long, lean and tapered from my ankles to hips; smooth and inviting. I placed one foot between his spread legs and said, "You know where to begin."
Through the straps, he kissed and licked each toe and worked toward the leg. He nibbled and tasted my silky flesh, working his way gradually to my knees. At that point, I switched feet and allowed him to start his exploration once more.
After ten minutes, I excused herself to the bathroom and returned with a bottle of warming lubricant that I happened to have in my purse. Removing my shoes, I coated each foot with a heavy film of the oil and motioned him to position himself across from me, so I could access his penis with each foot. I rubbed his erection and testicles in a massaging motion as each toe separately caressed his hardness as the heat from the lotion intensified. In my closed eyed repose, I could feel my panties becoming moist.
With a clamping action of my heels against his genitals, I produced a gusher of white fluid in three orgasmic spasms; spraying my feet with his load. I continued the massage as the thick concoction worked its way between my toes and onto the soles of my feet. Once completely drenched in his seed, I moved one foot to his mouth and demanded, "Clean them."
He lapped at his own sperm and drank as much as he could, until I pulled him toward me, kissing him and drawing some of his gooey mixture into my mouth. We traded the semen beck and forth between us.
"Did that satisfy your fetish?" I asked in a soothing whisper.
Still trembling from the waves of pleasure, he replied, "More that I could have imagined." He drew a deep breath and asked, "And how can I satisfy your fetish?"
"Ah, there are so many.