Is This How You'd Like To Play With My Wife? at greatfeet.com - A Great Feet Foot Fetish Story Publication

"Is this how you'd like to play with my wife?" He asked me in one of his teasing emails that included the following 2 pics.

"It can," he responded. "I just need to find the right time when she's in the mindset to play."

I already knew that the woman in the picture wasn't my new found friend's wife, but according to him she has the same body type. As for how serious he was about having me play with her, I was sure he was serious, but I also strongly suspected that his wife was most likely in the dark about our shared fantasy. After all, this kind of fantasy is usually just that; a fantasy.

Still, I kept replying to him every time he contacted me in the hope that I might one day get to play.

After about 3 months of pretty regular emails between us, which were a couple of times a week, but sometimes more often, he let me know that the time had finally come for us to do what he and I had been fantasizing.

By then, we had gone so far as to become Facebook friends, which helped to make both of us comfortable, and pretty familiar with each other. And as he had suggested I do, by then his wife and I had become Facebook friends. Of course, she had no idea that her husband and I had been naughtily discussing what we hoped to do to her naked, and bound body, and I wasn't about to tell her, either.

Even though he had hoped his wife and I might hit it off enough for me to begin flirting with her, and that might lead to something naughty, online or in person, neither he nor I wanted to "ruin" what had become a good friendship on Facebook. She did, however, learn that I have a foot fetish, and she was comfortable enough to reveal to me that her husband has one, too.

But there really wasn't anything particularly naughty about our private chats when it came to my foot fetish. I suppose I could have pushed the envelope with her a bit, but after she straight out asked me if I had been "cooking something up" with her husband, I lied to tell her I hadn't. He had worried that she might, and probably would ask me that question at some point, so he and I had agreed to tell her a white lie about it. Otherwise, as he explained it, she'd likely get "pissed" about "being set up" as he put it, and that would likely be the end of my online friendship with her.

But he also told me that she was hardly a prude. Evidently, they used to swing with other people to enjoy sexual fun, but that mostly ended after a few bad experiences. But to our benefit, lately she had been getting horny again like she used to pretty regularly, and because she had enjoyed some really naughty fun in hotel rooms, she had been telling him, "Maybe we can do that again. Just surprise me next time with a guy who'll make me feel really good. Maybe another foot fetish guy just in case I don't want to have sex with him."

Clearly, I fit the bill, which is obviously why I had finally been invited to "surprise" her in a hotel room.

Of course, that surprise wouldn't really be a surprise except to say that she didn't want to know about any details ahead of time. "Just plan something really naughty that you know I would like," she had told him. "And I don't want to know about it."

But as he outlined what he hoped that we could do, he explained that we could "change things up" as he put it to surprise her nonetheless.

He was already confident by the time our "play date" had been arranged to know that I would pay attention to her body language at all times, which I would most certainly do, and that I would adjust our playing accordingly to keep her aroused, and happy.

As I had planned it so that I would be ready to start my fun with her on time as arranged, I arrived early, and waited in the lobby for his text. I received it later than planned, but that was to be expected since he only wanted to have me come up to their room after he had "prepared her" for the kind of kinky fun we had imagined.

As you might imagine, my heart was racing with anticipation as I waited, and when his text announced that it was time for me to come up to their room, I was more than ready, and highly excited.

He had left their door slightly ajar so that I could let myself inside, which I did very quietly. I was instantly aroused by his wife's naked body, which was restrained quite well with soft white rope to a large chair in their room exactly as the picture illustrates. Blindfolded well, she was unaware that I had come into their room.

He had already begun tracing his fingers all over her naked and bound body. I could see that she was loving the light touching he was giving her, which produced goosebumps, and which had already made her nipples stand at attention even though their room was warm.

Without saying a word, he quietly motioned me to get comfortable by undressing, which I did as quickly, and as quietly as I could.

As planned, because it's the way that his wife had told him she wanted to be surprised the next time he arranged to have another man play with her, he and I deftly switched places so that I could pretend to be him while she'd remain unaware that a switch had been made. At some point we knew she'd realize that another man was playing with her instead of her husband, but we wanted to prolong that revelation until we were ready to reveal it to her; not before she realized it on her own.

Setting aside that she was "tied and helpless" to do anything about the switch we had made once she realized it, which was part of the excitement of being teased, toyed with, and made to cum by another man "against her will" as we knew she liked it with the right person, male or female, she was yet to enjoy an even naughtier surprise we had planned for her. That was to happen in a few short minutes since her husband could already sense that she'd enjoy it.

So as I continued the pretense that I was her husband, he quickly got dressed, and moved to the door to test whether or not she would want another man playing with her without his continued supervision. Loudly enough so that she could hear it as I continued to play with her naked and bound body, he opened the door, and then shut it as if he had left the room even though he hadn't.

She gasped with excitement, but didn't say a word. Maybe she thought that another man had arrived. Or did she think that her husband had left her alone in their room with another man? We couldn't know for sure until she called out for her husband, or she asked if he was still in the room.

I could have introduced myself to clear up any confusion that she was surely having about what was going on, but I had already been told that it was her preference that I not say a word. So I remained silent. He did, too.

At this point while sucking on her toes, which she clearly enjoyed, I lubed up a favorite egg vibrator of hers, and eased it into her already wet pussy to watch it disappear. Only the cord to the battery compartment remained visible. While I continued to suck her toes, sucking each one separately, and then sometimes all at once, and switching back and forth between her left foot, and then her right as she squirmed with the pleasure of multiple stimulation, she began climaxing multiple times.

I didn't answer her rhetorical question, and soon after, as it had more or less been planned, her husband quietly left the room, and then called my cell. I engaged my speakerphone without saying a word.

In a casual tone of voice, her husband asked, "So how's everything going? Are you still tied up, and helpless?"

"I'm in the lobby," he replied. "I trust you've been in good hands while I've been out."

"So whose hands have been playing with me?" She asked in an amused tone of voice that clearly announced her approval.

"I think we're going to keep that a mystery for now," he playfully answered back. "And remember, he's not going to say a word since that's what you told me you wanted the next time I surprised you."

"You may find out soon enough," he teased, "and not a word will be spoken."

By then I figured out that he was probably out in the hallway, and ready to quietly make a quick entrance. I was right, but before he came back into the room he had one last thing to say, but to me this time.

"Thanks for taking such good care of my wife for me while I've been out," he playfully said over my speakerphone so that she could still hear him. "And remember," he added even more playfully, "don't text me back to the room until you've made her squirt at least a couple of times. I want to find her sopping wet when I get back."

Following his lead after he quickly came back into the room, and stripped off all of his clothes while his wife remained silent, I pretty much mirrored whatever he did. She gasped out loud with pleasure the moment that both of us began sucking her toes at the same time. He enjoyed one of her feet, and I enjoyed her other foot.

I also followed his lead to reach for various items to touch her with as we used long handles to make it seem that there were four or more of us playing with her at the same time. A couple of fleshlight sex toys helped to give that illusion that multiple people were playing with her at the same time.

Happily for me, it was clear that she wanted to be fucked by another man, which I was happy to do. We kept switching off to take turns fucking her, which we could see from her excited reactions made it seem as if a handful of people were taking turns to fuck her. Even women with strap-ons were part of that illusion thanks to dildos, and the wafting of perfume that his wife didn't use.

He kept his wife in the dark about what actually happened, and according to him, she preferred not knowing even though she sometimes broke down out of curiosity to ask from time to time.

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