This is a continuation of wild side if you haven’t read it please read it first.
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As we finished the shower we dried each other off caressing and exploring as we went. I had a towel wrapped around me and was headed upstairs to get dressed when Karen said,
“I was going to give you this last night but, well here it is.” Handing me a box from under the bed. When I opened it I found a gorgeous red silk teddy.
“Karen I can’t take this it must have cost a fortune.”
“Nonsense it is just a token of what I think of you.”
Letting the towel fall I go to her and kiss her full on lips, her tongue sneaks its way into my mouth.
“Let me dress you please.” Karen says.
“Ok if you want.”
Falling to her knees she lifts my left leg caressing it as she does. She puts my foot through the whole in the teddy. Replacing the foot on the floor she lifts the right one. Doing the same with it. Then she starts pulling it up to cover my body the silk was sending shock waves to my brain. When she got to the pubic area her hand drifted to my mound and remained there a bit rubbing it.
“Oh yes that feels good.” I say
“We’ll need to trim this some if you want to wear this in public.”
“Only if you do it. I tried once and cut myself.”
“Ouch bet that hurt.”
She continues to pull it on and touches in all the rite places. After placing my arms through the holes she reaches into the neckline to adjust my breasts for a perfect fit.
“Lay back” she asks, “I want to do your toe nails next.”
Ok I thought I have never had a pedicure so why not. As I did I noticed that she had a mirror over the bed. What I saw I liked, here I was in all my glory lying on a green satin bedspread dressed in a red silk teddy and nothing else. My red hair was still wet from the shower making me look even more like a total tramp.
I figured Karen would get something on before she returned. But when she emerged from the bathroom she had even taken off the towel she had been wearing. She had a small table with some clippers and a basin of liquid on it. Just relax and let me do this she stated.
“Get as far up on bed as you can so I can get on foot of it.”
Taking my right foot in her soft hands she started to massage it and apply pressure to the rite places. I started to get aroused by this but when I shifted my weight she purrs saying.
“Relax my pet let the feeling grow.”
How can this be? She has just touched my feet, nothing more and I am already feeling a tremor in my center that makes me wet between my legs. She applies some oil to my foot, and then rubbing it in she places it against her left breast. It feels so soft against the sole of my foot I nearly pass out from the sensation.
“I love doing that.” She says. “You have the most perfect feet.” “ I think one of the sexiest things about a women is her feet.” “You must take good care of yours.”
“I’ve never given them much thought.” I say. (But I will in future I think.)
Repeating this treatment to my other foot, she works her way up to my knees with the oil. I love these legs mine are so skinny but yours are just perfect. Traveling on up to my mound she runs her fingers around it giving me even more tremors As she continues to apply pressure to my mound I find that the teddy has an opening that allows access without removal. Her fingers work their way into me. I thrash around as she applies the right amount of pressure and motion to me. Keeping my eyes open is hard but I like what I see in the mirror. She shifts so I can get access to her pussy with my foot and I apply some pressure to her with one.
“Oh yes baby make mama come.” “That is great.” She say’s
“ Yes sweet Jesus.” I scream as I climax for the third time today. As we regained control Karen slid up beside me and we fall asleep.
Around 11:00 we wake and finish getting dressed. I kept the teddy on even though you could tell from the musk smell what had transpired earlier. I put on a short black skirt, white sleeveless top with no bra.
Karen had on short shorts, halter top and a sports bra due to her large breasts.
We wore matching sandals that we had gotten together last year.
Going to lunch at an upscale restaurant at lunch is one of our favorite pastimes. We order the cob salad, bread sticks and a cheese plate with a white zinfandel wine we draw a lot of stares and some glares from the patrons.
It didn’t help that every time we took a drink of water, the buss boys were fighting to see who could fill our glass first.
