I have posted this before. This situation contained spanking, which I edited from this account. Although this is described as a single instance, this lady and I got together a dozen times or more. (sigh... memories!)
Mary was a bit too wild for me to become serious with. Likewise, I’m sure she felt I was too possessive to get serious about, so we mutually agreed to keep the relationship light. At the time this occurred she was living with a guy in an “open” type relationship (they both had multiple lovers). She was a truly beautiful girl, and she turned heads just walking down the street. We’d been casual friends a long time. We just took the friendship to a deeper, physical level.
At the time of our affair, I worked for a wholesale florist. The shop was not in the best part of town, but you could drive right inside the back of the building, so we parked our delivery vans inside. The vehicle parking area was lit and kept climate-controlled like the rest of the building.
Every week Mary dressed up in a mini skirt, hose and heels and went out drinking at one of several country western bars. I arranged for her to come by the flower shop, so about ten o’clock one night I opened the warehouse door and Mary drove right in. We shut the door and had total privacy.
Once she got inside the building we opened up the back of one of the vans and I spread out a comforter on the carpet. These were brand new vehicles, and because they hauled boxes of cut flowers the vans had seating only for the driver. They were open in the back and carpeted throughout.
Mary laid down on her stomach fully clothed, her shoes still on, with her head towards the driver’s seat and her feet at the back door of the van. I used some old neckties to tie her wrists to the legs of the front seat, and then spread-eagled her legs by tying her ankles to the ends of the bumper. Then I checked with her to make sure she was comfortable. Her response was a breathless “Yes”, followed by a sigh, and a moan. She squirmed a little which ground her hips into the floor.
I moved down her body until I sat at the end of the cargo area, with my legs hanging out the open back door. Mary had terrific legs and I enjoyed just stroking them for a while. The tan colored stockings only added to her sensation and my excitement. Then I moved down to her feet. She had beautiful, well-formed feet about size 8 1/2. Her big toe was the longest and all others uniformely smaller.
As I removed one high heel she moaned “Oh no...” but said nothing else. I began by softly stroking one fingertip up her sole, from the heel to her toes. Her foot scrunched up, but there was no other reaction. I switched to lightly stroking four fingers down the same sole. This caused her to wiggle her toes and giggle a little. I used one finger to draw circles and figure-8’s on the bottom of her foot until she was laughing like a hyena. I played with one of her feet like this, gradually increasing the severity of the tickling, for ten or fifteen minutes, then I repeated the performance on her other foot.
I tell ya though, nothing beat her reaction when I started scrabbling my fingers over both her stockinged soles at the same time. She just lost it. She began shaking and laughing like a madwoman. Her bound body vibrated like a guitar string.
I stopped after ten minutes of tickling both her feet. When we finally got down to serious sex, it was mind-blowing for both of us.
