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A Second Play Date Years Apart
Published on Monday, May 1, 2017

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Years ago I got to know one of Great Feet's contributors after I let him know how much his wife Carla's feet turned me on. In due time Tony and I got to know each other, and he ended up arranging a very naughty play date for me to enjoy his Carla's feet while he watched.

From what I could tell, which seemed obvious at the time, she enjoyed the attention I gave her feet, and when that went further, it seemed pretty obvious she enjoyed that as well. After all, the way Tony had arranged my play date with her, the foot fetish fun was meant to be foreplay to sexual fun even though the latter wasn't to be expected.

I never got the opportunity to chat with Carla since I only had Tony's email address. But he later on confirmed that she liked having me over. But for whatever reasons, that play date ended up being the one and only one I had with them. That was about six years ago.

A couple of months ago I came across some notes that I had taken about that foot fetish encounter, and to my pleasant surprise I found their address. My first impulse was to drive by their house again, which I did since it wasn't that far from where I lived. I felt kind of awkward about it, though, because in a way it made me feel like a stalker even though I really only drove by out of the chance that I might see Carla or Tony outside.

I didn't see either one of them outside, and it would have been weird for me to just suddenly ring their doorbell to talk. Too many years had gone by for my sudden appearance to be considered a normal thing to do.

Out of curiosity, I would sometimes drive by their place when I was in that area anyway. Then I started to go out of my way a little bit to make a pass by their house. I didn't really think this out much about what I would do or say until one day I spotted Carla outside gardening.

I didn't want to miss an opportuity to talk to her, but I was caught off guard when I saw her, so I continued to drive past their house. Then by impulse I pulled over about a block away to park so that I could take a walk by their place to at least get a closer look even if we didn't end up talking.

When I got close enough to be reminded of how sexy her feet are, but still feeling awkward about starting up a conversation, I walked past her without saying a word. It didn't feeling right to start up a conversation with her anyway since she seemed to be listening to music with a set of ear buds.

I'm a sole man myself even though I naturally love toes as well. Carla's soles are very similar the soles of Water Goddess. For those who haven't seen WG's soles, the following are some of my favorites, especially since they remind me of Carla's soles as I saw them that day while she was gardening in her front yard.

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Similarily, Carla's toes look a lot like WG's toes as you can see those below.

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After walking past her that first time, and after pausing for a while so that my return wouldn't be so obvious, I walked back in her direction. This time I stopped at the nearest corner of her yard opposite of where she was at the other corner of her yard to smell one of her flowers so that she might notice that I was there.

She noticed me smelling one of her flowers, and gave me a smile, which I happily returned. As I walked towards her, she pulled out one of her ear buds, which emboldened me to have a conversation with her. She spoke to me first.

"That flower doesn't have much of a scent," she told me.

"But it still looks beautiful," I answered back.

She continued the conversation by talking about her gardening, and I kept the conversation going with the same topic. She ended up asking me if I lived nearby, and I told her not in the immediate vicinity, but I was close enough to be a regular shopper at the Trader Joe's near her house. That was a white lie because even though I did shop at Trader Joe's, I naturally went to one that was closer to my own house. I just let her believe that I went to that one.

Because her front door was wide open with a view out to her backyward pool, at one point I told her, "You're lucky to have a pool."

"I know," she replied, "especially on a hot day like today."

"That's for sure!" I exclaimed. "It's really hot today! That's where I'd be right now if I had a pool. It's way too hot to garden."

"I think you're right," she replied.

Feeling a little bold because it was pretty obvious that she and I had gotten comfortable with each other, I laughed and said, "It's too bad that I don't have a bathing suit with me. Otherwise, I might try to get you to let me take a swim."

To my surprise without skipping a beat, she told me with a playful, but innocent smile, "Bathing suits are optional, so go ahead and take a quick dip to cool off au naturel if you'd like. I don't mind."

"You're the one who could use a dip," I told her. "Gardening is hard work, and you deserve it."

"I'll probably jump in after you," she told me. "I can wait until you've cooled off."

Thinking that she might be uncomfortable about being naked in front of a stranger, I told her after pointing to her ring finger, "I get it. You're married. So I guess it isn't a good idea for us to be in the pool together without our bathing suits."

"That's not it at all," she assured me. "In fact, my husband would love to come home to find me with a naked man in our pool."

"So that's how it is," I laughed.

"Not really," she chose to correct me. "That's how he'd like it, but I've been there, and done that, so I'm not into swinging any more."

We ended up having a conversation about swinging, and how it is that a lot of husbands want their wives to swing with them.

"Just like me," I told her. "I'd love to do that with my wife, but she's not interested."

After a while it was getting so uncomfortably hot that she ended up inviting me inside.

"I can at least offer you some iced tea," she told me.

She didn't have to ask twice.

After pouring me an iced tea, she then said, "We might as well sit out by the pool, and dip our legs into the water to cool ourselves off."

"I'm not going to say no to that," I laughed. "And don't worry," I added. "I'll keep my clothes on."

"I can offer you one of my husband's bathing suits," she told me, "but I really don't mind at all if you want to strip off your clothes."

"I'd love to take a dip au naturel," I told her, "But I think I'd feel a little weird being the only one who was naked."

"Who said anything about me keeping my clothes on?" She laughed much to my surprise even though by then there was a really nice sexual tension feeding into our conversation.

For some inexplicable reason, but maybe because of that sexual tension, I suddenly blurted out, "I'm just glad that I can see your feet. They're very sexy."

"Ah, ha!" She exclaimed. "I thought you were noticing at my feet."

"I confess that I was," I told her. "I still am, and in exchange for letting me cool off in your pool I'd love to give you a really nice foot massage."

"I'm not going to turn that down," she cooed as she stripped off her clothes, and got into the pool after putting a couple of mats in it to relax on.

To give you an idea of what it was like to have her sexy feet within my reach, check out the following pics of Water Goddess that so closely resembles Carla's sexy feet.

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Happily for me after cooling off in the water, Carla laid face down on one of the mats like the following pics of Water Goddess illustrate.

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Even though I wanted from the very start to lick her sexy soles, and suck her perfect toes, I bit my tongue in favor of giving her a really great foot massage. A very through one, too, which she told me she was really enjoying.

Keep in mind this whole time she hadn't a clue that I had already enjoyed her soles and toes before, about six years before, but in a much kinkier way that I hoped to repeat. Having her not know this was part of the turn-on in being with her for the 2nd time. I was also aroused with the idea of seducing her into the bedroom to more or less repeat what I had enjoyed with her before.

Luckily for me she had become naturally submissive to my seduction after I gave her that really great foot massage, especially after I had licked her soles, and sucked her toes. So when I told her I'd love to give her an erotic, and sensual full body massage, and that I'd be able to give her a much better one on her bed instead of on the mat, she told me to follow her into the bedroom.

That's another thing she didn't have to say to me twice.

"I'm not suggesting anything," she told me in a playfully tempting tone of voice while getting her favortite sex toys out, "but just in case you want to use any of these to help with the erotoc part of giving me a sensual full body massage, I'm not going to object."

"No suggestion implied," I played along with her lead. "But if I might suggest you wear this," I told her while pulling out a blindfold I saw on the shelf of her nightstand, "your massage will be much more naughty, and erotic."

"Sure," she said with a knowing smile. "It'll help me relax."

I wanted to get much more kinky with the massage than just having her wear a blindfold while she's naked because the kind of fun I had with her the first time we played, but I waited until it was more than clear that she was ready to have me take things that far with her. So I gave her a really thorough full body massage, and I purposely stayed away from getting sexual with her except in teasing ways to get her wet for more later on.
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Like I had done before when her husband had arranged it with me as a surprise for her, I didn't say a word to her after I started the massage, and she happily stayed quiet herself so that she could enjoy it without a conversation interferring.

Even when I was ready to turn her over onto her back to get sexual with her, which was clearly what I was going to do, neither one of us said a word. She simply let me turn her over. Except for a small, quiet gasp as if she was surprised that I knew where to find them, she didn't even say anything when she felt me restrain one of her wrists, and then her other wrist after I had pulled out respective soft faux fur restraints from underneath the top corners of the bed.

Then I pulled her naked body taut against her wrist restraints, and restrained each of her ankles to their respective corners at the bottom of the bed.

Thinking that it would be really hot to surprise with the news that I had played with her before, especially as I had kind of planned to tell her who I was after I had her tied and helpless before me, I spontaneously changed my mind, and simply carried on since things had been going so well.

As it turned out, much to my surprise and excitement considering the circustance of her husband's real absence versus having it role played as he had enjoyed it before when I first played with his wife, I learned after getting her off with multiple forced orgasms that Carla had figured out we had played before even though she hadn't figured out which of her "surprise lovers" had returned to play with her.

I knew from the experience of my previous play date with her what she liked the most, and I knew how to make her cum over and over again against her will as I already knew she liked it. I also knew how to make her squirt a female ejaculation, which was amazing to see again when she started to squirt uncontrollably with tears of intense pleasure that flowed down her face.

After begging me to stop a couple of times because the continuing forced orgasms and the uncontrolled squirting was getting too much for her to take, she confessed to me that she knew I had played with her before.

"I know this is going to sound terrible," she told me, "but I haven't been able to figure out who you are exactly even though I know you've played with me before." Then she called out to her husband for an answer.

"Your husband's not here," I told her, "and he has no idea that I'm her with you now."

"Tony doesnt know you're here?" She asked in astonishment.

"He hasn't a clue," I told her.

"Oh my God!" She exclaimed. "OH MY GOD!"

I could tell that her husband's real absence versus it being role played, which she had gotten used to, was working to my advantage because it was very clear that this surprise was not at all expected. It was a real surprise, and a naughtily extraordinary one at that. This made my taking of her even more arousing, and exciting for her when I freed her ankles, I pulled her naked body taut towards me, and I put her legs over my shoulders to pin her down, which positioned me perfectly to give her a really good, deep fucking that gave her a G-spot orgasm.

Mind you, at any moment her husband could have suddenly come back home, but he didn't. I don't know if she told him what happened, but he hasn't contacted me, and Carla claims that she's keeping it a secret from him.

I've been back to have bondage sex with her a few times, and so far her husband hasn't come back home to catch us in the act. The way we figure it, when he does come back home to eventually catch us in the act, she and I are going to pretend that this was only our 2nd time together, and meant to be a surprise for Tony to enjoy since we both know he'll get off on it.

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