Pretty Feet

Foot fetishesMy husband pays a lot of money for me to look as fabulous as I do.  I love when other men notice, he does too, it makes him feel good he says.  He also says he is very proud of the attention that I garner from other men and how on occasion I make some of the other wives jealous.  Take for instance Valentine’s Day.  My husband hired a chef to come to our home to cook a romantic dinner for the both of us.  He also hired a string quartet to play for us throughout the evening. 

Since we were dinning at home I thought I would wear something that was guaranteed to make my husband happy.  I had went shopping earlier in the day and was going to put the sheer dress on for bedtime but since it was just him and I I thought why the hell not?  The whole time we were together was fantastic.  He thought of everything, and when I stepped outside to sit down at the table by the pool he stood up and so did his cock. 

The meal was amazing and so was the music but right near the end his phone rang.  He said he was sorry but he had to take it and he would be back as soon as possible.  I watched as he walked through the house turning on the lights until I saw him finally go into his office and sit behind his desk.  I was so disappointed.  I sat at the table trying to still enjoy myself when I saw the guy playing the cello blatantly staring at my feet.  I pulled my feet back under the table and he looked at me and then looked away. 

I realized rather quickly that someone, who plays the cello, had a foot fetish.  It was his lucky day, I had just had a pedicure that very day.  My toes were immaculate, I even had diamonds on my toe nails, I was also wearing a pair of killer slip on heels.  The whole time my husband was away I took great enjoyment in making the cello man uncomfortable.  I pretended that I didn’t know that he loved feet and toying with him was so arousing.  By the time my husband came back I was ready to go up to the bedroom.  Once we got there the first thing I had him do is suck on my toes and do a little bit of foot worship.  My husband is also into feet so it worked out nicely. 

Now I just wonder if cello guy went home and came thinking about my feet.  I really hope he did.

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