At The Airport
Published on Monday, January 1, 2007
This story was submitted by
Michelle who can be contacted via her husband Ed.
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Feet.
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Thought I would tell you about what happened to me at the airport on
our holiday.
At the airport, Ed walked through, but I was setting all the buzzers
off. The security man made me spread my arms and legs out, and a chain
was beeping on my jacket, so I had to take that off. But he took the
wand down my legs, and it started going off when he got to my shoes!
I had these black mules on with some fancy designs on them. He put the
wand over my shoes, and placed it down in front of me. While my arms
were still to my side I looked down, and he was feeling the tops of my
mules with his hands. Both hands on my right mule pressing down on the
top of my foot, and on top of each of my toes. No kidding!
Well you know the backs of mules are bare, right? They slide on. The
have about a two and a half inch heel. There he is on his hands and
knees, and he asks me to remove the shoe he just felt up. While his
hands were still on my right shoe, I slid my stockinged foot out where
he could plainly see my burgundy painted toes as I balance on my left
foot not wanting to place my foot down on the dirty airport flooring.
He glided his fingers across the sole of my right foot to check for
objects and looked inside the mule, placing his fingers in as deeply as
he could get them. I was worried my warm shoe didn't smell at all or
anything. I didn't think so. He couldn't get his whole hand in there so
placed my shoe back on the floor, and I slid in it.
Then over to my left foot he goes. He touches all over my mule tops,
again over my toes, and then he has his left hand to the instep side of
my left mule, and his right hand to the outside of the same shoe. His
large hands almost hid my shoe completely, and he began slowly sliding
both up each side of the shoe until he ran out of shoe, and I could
feel his finger tips along both sides of my soft nyloned heel.
He must have thought I was okay at this point because he let me move
through to my luggage.
Ed was watching this whole production. I think I told you one of Ed's
greatest fantasies is watching another man grope my feet. Well, he had
the biggest turn-on over the maybe one minute this took. I mean to most
people, someone touched your wife's feet, so what? But to Ed ... he was
crazy with desire. When we were on the plane I slid off my shoes, and
curled one leg under on my seat. Ed couldn't resist reaching down to
give my toes a little feel a few times.
This story was submitted by
Michelle who can be contacted via her husband Ed.
To read the next story about Michelle, click Michelle's Feet, Chapter 1.
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