My wife's feet with another man (n/f)

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Wow! I probably would have been angry in your place.
Thanks for sharing your experience here.

As long as she always comes home to you, man.

That's a captivating story.

How about that? Wild. How'd you feel about the old dude mouthing your wife's feet?

hyped_up said:

How about that? Wild. How'd you feel about the old dude mouthing your wife's feet?

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Honestly it was a mixed emotion but now I'd say I didn't mind as much as I did. She says they're too pretty not to share

Haha, I can dig that. Your wife must have an amazing pair of feet.

no harm, no foul!

Her feet

Simply sensational. I understand where that older guy was coming from haha. Once again, thanks for sharing. Size?

8.5/9 depends on the shoe

Very, very sexy feet. I wish, I could be the old man! Would love to kiss and tickle those pretty feet!
How ticklish are her feet?
Please more pics of her soft feet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

great feet, that old man was a lucky guy!!

csonka said:

great feet, that old man was a lucky guy!!

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Yeah I think he knew it too

Anyone know what happened to the original story?

cardplaya333 said:

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Her feet

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Very pretty!

My wifes feet with another man

csonka said:

Very pretty!

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Where is the story ?

Very sweet feet playa

Jack Sanfini said:

Where is the story ?

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I googled the title and clicked on the 1st post.
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Well it finally happened. After years of dreaming about it, my beautiful bride Kay had her feet in the hands of another man.


Here's how it all went down.


Kay called as my day was winding down and she had just showed her last student to the bus. She wanted to see what our plans were for Happy Hour on this warm Friday night. I told her that I liked the idea of doing drinks and dinner at the casino and would just meet her there as it would be on her way home. She liked the plan and said, "I'll see in about a half an hour."


As soon as I got off the phone, a client walked in (zombie clients we like to call them because the only show up when it's dead). I kept trying to rush him through the conversation, but I no luck; it was like he knew I had somewhere to be and didn't want me to be there. I could feel my phone vibrate several times and I knew it was my wife wondering where I was. Forty-five minutes later, the endless conversation finally ended. I looked at my phone but it was dead so I locked up and made began the 25 minute drive to the casino to meet my wife


As my car charger brought my phone back to life, I saw about 7 message from Kay : "I'm here", "Where are you?", "Call me", "Are you stuck in traffic", "I'll be by the dog track", "I made a friend"


I called her...no answer. I called again...no answer so I sent a message "On my way be there in a few....a friend?!?" My mind began to wander. I never worry about her fidelity but she is at times too nice so I was somewhat concerned.


After what seemed like an hour, I finally made it to the casino and headed toward the track. I opened the track side doors and much to my surprise I saw Kay’s perfect feet in the lap of man at least 40 years older than her. I could see he was carefully massaging her feet.


I stood 15 rows back in amazement that she would let her feet be rubbed by just any old stranger. I could tell she was in no hurry for it to end so I figured I would secretly take a seat and enjoy the show. Five and then ten minutes passed and the massage continued as you would expect except for an occasional giggle when the older man would "accidentally" drag his finger up her smooth soles. She later told me the massage felt so good that he could have tied her up tickled her for hours and wouldn't have minded.


I saw him look at his watch. He must have been worried his time with her would be over soon since I was expected there any minute. He looked around quickly (he must not have noticed me) and then raised her bare foot to his nose and breathed in. I was shocked, Kay was shocked, he was overjoyed. He must have noticed she was somewhat unsure so he began to massage her soles deeper (he must have learned that pretty much was a sure fire way to put her into ecstasy) While Kay eyes were closed and her head was almost falling backwards, her new "friend" began to suck her toes! I was stunned. He continued to kiss every inch of her feet for a few more minutes and until he looked around and saw me watching and suddenly stopped. He quickly gathered his things and handed Kay what looked like a business card. He then raced up the stairs and smiled at me as he passed by me. I was too in shock to say a word.


I walked down the stairs to my breathless wife and said, "well your friend seems to like you as much as you liked him". She smiled and said "sorry" in her innocent way. She later explained he came and sat in front of her and through small talk offered to rub her tired feet which were propped up over the chairs in front of her. "You know I'll let anyone rub my feet" she said as she gathered her flats and put them back on her feet so we could go grab some drinks.