My Kinky UPS Driver - A Great Feet Foot Fetish Story Publication

I'll call my regular UPS driver Dave even though that's not his real name. Everything else I'm telling you about him is real, although I can't get into too many details about him since I don't want him to be identified, and get into trouble. After all, I have a feeling that his superiors might not approve of how it came to be that he and I are lovers.

Dave isn't married, but I am, so that would be probably be another bad mark against him. But I'm not going to say anything to UPS, or anybody I know except for my husband since that kind of salacious information would likely get around the neighborhood pretty quickly. That could be a can of worms that I wouldn't want to open, especially since my husband could end up getting ridiculed about it.

As for my husband, he and I used to have a pretty active sex life, but it kind of died down a few years ago after we became empty nesters when all of our kids finally moved out. You might think that our sex life together would have become more active after our kids left, but his sexual desires started diminishing. In contrast, which I can't really explain, my sexual desires became stronger. That left us with a bit of a dilemma, which somewhat to my surprise my husband more or less told me I could have sex with other men.

"As long as you don't fall in love, and abandon our marriage," he told me, "I'm not going to blame you for being with other men. I just don't want to know about it. I mean, the fantasy of it is kind of hot, I'll admit, but I think it might bother me to know that another man is sexually satisfying you when I'm not."

I assured him that I still liked having sex with him, which I did, and that if I was ever with another man, which I told him I couldn't see myself doing, I'd still want to have sex with him. I also told him I still loved him, which I do, and he told me the same thing even though he couldn't really explain why he didn't desire to have more sex with me.

"I'm not sure what's going on," he told me. Then he joked by adding, "Maybe it's because I'm watching too much porn on the Internet. Maybe I should stop, or at least slow it down."

I already knew that he watched a lot of porn on the Internet, and I told him that I wasn't bothered by it because I really wasn't. I even told him I wasn't bothered that much that we weren't having as much sex together. That's because I kind of wasn't bothered by it even though it was a bit frustrating not to be able to have him get me off every time I wanted some sexual relief.

That's when I started masturbating more often. I figured that while my husband could get himself off watching porn at night after work, and mostly be happy with that, I could get off with my sex toys during the days when he worked, and mostly be satisfied with that.

I guess because our UPS driver Dave was so good looking, and he often flirted with me while delivering packages, I began to regularly fantasize about him. I was easily twice his age, but every once in a while he'd playfully remind me that he was into older women. I liked that he was flirtatious with me, so in turn I was flirtatious with him.

I remember the time he delivered a package from a sex toy store I had ordered from, and even though it was discreetly packaged, I had the distinct feeling that he knew where it had originated.

"You must deliver packages like this all the time," I teased him. "So tell me the truth. You know what's inside, don't you?"

We flirted around a bit more as we often did, but then as he always needed to do, he took off to make more deliveries.

Another time while he was delivering a package, he took me up on my open offer to use our guest bathroom. When he finished, he told me on that rather hot day that he might have to one day take me up on my open offer to cool off in our swimming pool. I had extended that offer to him before with the teasing reminder that he wouldn't need a bathing suit since we swam without one ourselves. I even told him he could come over on one of his days off if he ever wanted to cool down from a hot day.

A couple of days after that last conversation about Dave cooling off in our pool on one of his days off, I was in the midst of one of my masturbatory fantasies on the bed when I heard our doorbell ring, and then I heard knocking on our front door. I didn't overthink who the person could be since we weren't expecting any deliveries. Whoever they were, I just figured they'd leave after I didn't answer.

That's when my mind went into high gear, especially after I realized that this was one of Dave's days off. I had given him an open invitation to take a dip in our pool even if we weren't home as long as he remembered to lock the gate back up after he had enjoyed our pool. Because he had sometimes dropped off packages in our gated back yard while we weren't home, he knew where to get our hidden key to the back gate.

Ironically, if in fact Dave was coming into our back yard to cool off in our pool, this fit into one of my naughtier fantasies about him. That irony was even more striking given that on top of the bed next to me was a note that gave Dave explicit permission to play with me.

Like the photo above shows with a different woman, I was completely naked with my legs spread far apart, and my ankles were secured to the bottom corners of the bed. I was gagged and blindfolded, and my left wrist was secured to the top corner of the bed. With practice, I had learned to put myself in restraints. Of course, I always left my right wrist free so that I could free myself later.

While fantasizing about Dave taking full advantage of me while I was tied and helpless to do anything about it, I would get myself off multiple times using a favorite sex toy vibrator. But this time Dave would be taking full advantage of me for real. I was intensely aroused!

Because of my gag, I couldn't really talk, so I just kind of let out a moan of excitement.

"Wow! You are SO sexy! I'm going to do SO many naughty things to your naked body from head to toe while you're tied and helpless to stop me!" He exclaimed as he entered the bedroom. Clearly, he was just as excited as I was.

The first thing he did was to grab my right wrist to hold it down so that I couldn't free myself even though that was the last thing on my mind to do.

"You're not going anywhere for a while," he playfully told me while securing my right wrist into place.

Because of my gag, I couldn't really talk, so I just kind of let out a moan of excitement while he made sure that each one of my restraints were securely in place, and taut so that I was truly at his mercy to do with as he pleased. Self bondage can rarely be as taut and secure as having another person secure you. Considering how tightly and well Dave had secured me on the bed, I figured this hadn't been the first time he'd had a woman in bondage. To think that made me even more aroused, and excited. I wondered what he'd do next.

Even though I wasn't entirely surprised that he chose to start at my feet because he had often told me how pretty they looked when my they were bare, I was nonetheless pleasantly surprised at how good he was at pleasuring my feet. He sucked each and every one of my perfectly pedicured toes, and he spent a lot of time licking, and tickling my soles.

By the time he had moved up to my pussy, I was already very wet, so I could hardly wait until he got me off. But that would have to wait as he pretty much passed over my pussy and clit to kiss, lick, and lightly tickle my upper body. I could feel the hardness of my rising nipples while he sucked on them, and massaged my breasts.

Then, somewhat to my surprise he removed my gag while telling me, "I thought your jaw might be sore, and could use a break."

"Thank you," I told him while affirming that my jaw had gotten a little sore. "It was getting a little sore."

"I thought so," he replied. Then he added, "I really want to fuck you, but since you're married, maybe that's not such a good idea. And besides, you might not want me to fuck you."

I kind of giggled, and told him, "Thank you for asking. Most guys would have just taken me."

"So you wouldn't object?" He asked while cleverly applying some lube, and playing with my pussy and clit.

"No you're not," he told me, "so I think that's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm going to fuck you while you're tied and helpless to stop me."

I gasped out loud, and feigned resistance as I pulled at my restraints. "No, no!" I told him even though I wanted him to take me, and he knew it. "What would my husband say?"

"But he's not here," he told me with a bit of a laugh, "and if you don't tell him, I'm sure not going to tell him."

"But I can't," I continued to resist as he slipped his hardened cock into my pussy. I was in a heightened state of arousal, and he knew it.

"You're saying one thing, but you're body's saying another," he told me. "You know you want me to fuck you, and you know you want me to fuck you while you're husband's at work."

"No I don't," I pleaded as I also clearly moaned in pleasure of having him fuck me. "I shouldn't let you do this to me. I shouldn't let you fuck me while my husband's at work."

"You're not letting me," he told me. "I'm taking you against your will, and there's nothing you can do to stop me."

The more that he took me, and the more that I resisted, the more aroused and excited I got. He could clearly see this.

He suddenly, and deftly freed my ankles, and then he put my legs over his shoulders while pulling my naked body taut. Immobilized beneath him, he began sucking my toes while fucking me harder, and harder.

"I have a feeling this isn't going to be the last time we do this," I told him.

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