I stared at the woman sitting across the food-court, her feet up on the chair and soles facing me. "My god, I'd lick those soles for hours," I moaned, half under my breath, half to my wife. I had always been a foot lover, and never really hid my arousal when seeing a gorgeous foot. I loved my wife, and would never fuck another woman till the day I died, but sniffing and licking their hot tired soles was a completely different matter. All my wife said was, "You would, would you?" with a big grin on her face.
Several weeks later, my wife came behind my while I was getting a drink, and blind folded me. Before I could say anything, she grabbed my hands behind me and quickly locked them in place with handcuffs. She led me into the living room, and pushed me on to the couch. My dick was already throbbing, and I had no clue what was happening. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang, and my wife ran off to get it.
Opening the door, she said "Come in, he's right inside." Seconds later, I felt someone sit down next to me. It was definitely a woman, as she smelled intoxicating. She gigged and said "Hmm, not much, but he sure is hard" and I flinched as she flicked the head of my dick through the shorts.
Suddenly, my face was assaulted by the scent of hot, tired feet. My dick lurched and throbbed, as the sensual, salty scent filled my nose. I felt a hand start rubbing my aching dick, and moaned. The soles were a bit rough, and I could tell the owner had walked barefoot a bit of the day. I could envision those soles, a bit dark from a mixture of sweat and dirt. The hand was moving a bit faster when the strange woman giggle and said "Don't waste your time on that lil thing dear, you'll be full soon enough." No sooner did the woman finish her sentence, the hand was gone.
I felt someone sit beside me, and it was obviously my wife. She leaned in and said, "You wanted this" and bit my neck as she removed the blindfold. Looking between her long toes and blood red toenails, I saw the woman from that day in the park. My dick throbbed as she flashed a wicked grin, and pushed her toes through my closed lips. She was a very plain woman, maybe 5'6 and about 170 lbs. Her dirty blond hair was not done any special way, and her brown eyes weren't very entrancing. But her size 8 feet with long toes and toenails that cleared the edge of her succulent toe tips by a good 1/8th an inch made a visible precum stain on my shorts.
She reclined even further and pulled her toes out of my mouth. She giggled when I made a disappointed moan, and sweetly said "Don't worry hun, these feet are gonna be clean and wrinkled with all the licking, sucking and loving you're gonna give them." She pulled aside her shorts and slowly started to move her finger between her bald puffy lips with a sly smile. My dick started to twitch in my pants and my long tongue snaked from her heel to her toes. This was the first time I got to see her sole, and it was indeed a bit dirty. My wife must have told her everything about his kinky fetishes and fantasies.