Hey guys, fictional story obviously with no real bearing on reality. I listened to some of the comments last time about the lack of detail and tried to add more in this time. Hopefully, I improved a bit on that front.
This is the second part, but I wrote it in a way that means you should not have to read the first part unless you want to. Any comments are appreciated, and I will very likely write a third part. If there is anything y'all want to see specifically I am open to suggestions. Enjoy the read.
There was no going back to normal, and honestly, Ana was happy they didn't need to. She was worried that after confessing her affair to Chris that it would be the end of their relationship. She did not want that.
With Chris, there was always happiness and love. Every date they had was magical, the moments felt right, and she believed in her heart they would marry. Even from the first moment they met, when they had an 8-hour date that ended with a kiss in the park. Chris knew how to do romance, and he knew how to treat her, so it was disappointing that he did not know how to fuck her.
It was only when it came to sex she ever felt dissatisfied. Their first time together lasted 8 seconds, their second time together 2 minutes, and he gradually improved on time but never improved his skill. He never satisfied her like David did, and never like any of her exes did.
She did not have to fake it anymore.
Chris knew everything, about her fucking another man the entire time he was gone. He knew his cock was too small for her, he learned of her fake orgasms, the moans she gave out of pity and love.
She didn't know how to move forward with everything after confessing the full truth to Chris. So maybe it was luck, or pure providence that Chris turned out to be a genuine Cuck.
It was nice too, because now Chris was honest about everything he wanted to do with her, and all the fantasies he had always kept secret.
"Foot Worship," Ana laughed as read through Chris's search history, his laptop a bit too bright for displaying her boyfriend's sins. "You like my feet?" She asked giggling, kissing her boyfriend's cheek as he blushed.
"Just a little," Chris confessed, "You have cute feet," He insisted, his arm wrapped around her, he seemed much less nervous about everything after their last chat.
"You're paying for my pedicure," She responded, "Also just a little?" She scrolled through his history, there was nearly a page and a half of just Foot Worship, occasionally interrupted by research he did for his actual job.
"Maybe more than a little," Chris smiled, wordlessly Ana leaned back on the couch pulling off her white socks before resting her feet on Chris's lap. She was happy for her freshly painted toes, even happier that Chris was so easy to please. Already his cock was hard, she could feel his mighty 5 inches poking against her toes. Ana asked, deciding to press her heel against his length, she wanted to remind Chris her small feet were longer than his cock, but figured he already knew.
"Are you already horny?" She asked already knowing the answer. Honestly, she wanted to make him cum like this. Through his shorts with just her feet, she would never let him live it down. "Well too bad, I want a massage while I read."
"Of Course Love," Chris asked as he eagerly took her feet in his hands. His massages were always perverted, but his hands were gentle as they began caressing her soles. However, it wasn't long before she felt gentle kisses on the bottom of her feet that tickled, although it made her just a bit hornier than she would have guessed.
Ana could get used to it.
'Girlfriend fucked by BBC?" She asked as she scrolled down the list. "Honestly, did you imagine me cheating on you while you were away?"
Chris took a moment to respond, "I may have fantasized a bit about the idea," He continued the massage, his kisses tender moved to each one of her red-painted toes.
