Foot Fetish Bondage Seduction

Published early on our Previews page on Friday, March 14, 2025.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Saturday, March 15, 2025.

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As soon as we smiled at each other in a shop on the Venice Boardwalk, I had a vision of sexually dominating her in the adult playroom of my house. There was something about her smile that told me I could seduce her into walking with me to my place nearby. I usually have a good instinct about women whenever I sense sexual tension, and on that day in particular, the sexual tension was high between us.

What I noticed about her first was her perfect feet. Having a foot fetish, that part of a woman's body interests me the most. She was wearing a light pink on her perfectly pedicured toes, which were in full view thanks to the flip-flops she was wearing. I could see that she had nice arches, and when she reached up to grab an item above her head, her soles wrinkled as she tip-toed to grab it. I love wrinkled soles! They're what get me going the most.

When she saw that I was looking at her feet, she seemed flattered by the attention, and she gave me a friendly smile. I smiled back.

"I was just about to help you get that," I told her about the item that she grabbed while pointing to it. "It seemed out of your reach, but you were able to get it on your tip-toes, which I hope you don't mind me saying that you have very pretty toes."

"Thanks," she said with an approving smile. "So you like my toes, huh?" She added. "If you don't mind me asking, does that mean you have a foot fetish? I like men who have a foot fetish, so it's fine with me if you have one."

"I do have one," I confirmed, "and seeing your perfect feet just made my day. Thank you."

"Well," she blushed, "you just made my day, too. Thanks for the compliment."

Since I'm not particularly shy about coming on to women for sex when the opportunity seems to present itself, she correctly pegged me as a womanizer from the start of our conversation. But that didn't stop her from flirting with me. I could tell that she was having fun with the flirtation, so I stayed in the zone of trying to seduce her.

"So when's the last time that somebody gave you a foot massage?" I asked.

"It's been a long time. Too long," she complained. "My husband used to give them to me all the time, but he doesn't seem to be interested in my feet any more even though he has a foot fetish."

"That's too bad," I told her. "That's his loss."

"It's my loss, too," she replied. "I was actually thinking of getting a foot massage down here at the beach. I wonder how much they charge?"

"I don't know how much they charge," I told her about the masseurs that practice on the boardwalk, "but I'd be happy to give you one for free if you'd like. It'd be my pleasure, and my place is just a short walk away if you're up for it. Do you have the time?"

"I have plenty of time today," she told me with an gleam of interest in her eyes, "and I'm tempted to say yes, but we just met, so I'm not so sure about taking you up on your offer." Then she added with a laugh, "Are you any good at giving foot massages?"

"The women I've given foot massages to say that I am, but if you really want to know, you should let me give you one," I told her.

"My feet say yes," she teased, "but my head says no because we just met."

"I get that," I replied, "but it's only a foot massage. We don't have to know each other well for that."

"I guess you're right," she said with an affirmative nod.

To put her more at ease about it, I told her, "I'll tell you what, here's my driver license, which you can take a picture of, and here's my business card with all of my pertinent information. You can even check out my Facebook page right now to see if I'm the kind of guy you'd let give you a foot massage."

She pulled up the website of my business to take a look, which has my picture on it, and then she took a look at my Facebook page. She liked that I'm a financial consultant because, as I told her, my reputation is important to me, and she felt much more comfortable with me after reading through some of my Facebook posts.

After taking a look at my driver license, and taking a picture of it because I told her she could, she said, "Wow! You really do live close to the boardwalk."

"I'm practically on top of it," I told her while pointing in the direction of my house, which was just around the corner.

With a smile on her face, she said, "Since I've scoped you out enough to see that you seem to be a nice guy, I guess it's okay for me to go to your place for a foot massage."

"I'm good where I am," she answered. "There's really no point in moving it since walking to your place will be more convenient."

When we got to my house, I gave her a tour, which excluded the basement since it had been converted into an adult playroom, and I didn't want to scare her away. My plan was to give her a really great foot massage, which in my experience with other women has often lead to them accepting my offer to give them an erotic, and sensual full body massage. That usually leads to sex, especially when I tempt them with lots of foreplay. If things worked out well, introducing her to my adult playroom would come later.

If you've seen the 2015 movie Fifty Shades of Grey, you'll get an idea of what my adult playroom looks like. It's fully equipped with bondage gear, and a variety of sex toys for women who get off on being sexually dominated. It also includes a wet bar, two bathrooms, and a large seating area with a big screen TV.

After giving her a tour of my 2nd floor, which includes my master bedroom with an en suite master bathroom, and three guest rooms with their own en suite bathrooms, I showed her my rooftop deck. Frequently with guests, and sometimes with sexually submissive women I've gotten to know, or just on my own, I'm up there a lot to enjoy the view, and to soak in the large hot tub that I have, which is next to a fully equipped outdoor kitchen that includes a couple of large grills. There are also two half bathrooms, and an outdoor shower with 3 separate shower heads next to the hot tub. There's also a steam room, and a sauna.

"You must have a lot of fun up here," she said to me with a big smile.

"I'm up here a lot," I told her. "You're welcome here anytime."

"Careful, I might take you up on that offer," she laughed.

"Speaking of offers," I replied, "if you like hot tubs, it just occurred to me that I could give you a foot massage in the hot tub."

"I love being in hot tubs as long as they're not too hot," she told me.

"I'm the same way way," I replied while lifting up the hot tub cover so that she could test the water herself. "How does this feel?"

"It feels just right," she answered after dipping her hand into the water.

"Well then, let's do it," I told her. "Let's get in for your foot massage."

"But I don't have a bathing suit with me," she replied.

"You don't need one here," I told her. "I'm usually in it au naturel anyway, unless you're too shy for that kind of thing."

By now she had gotten very comfortable with me, which made it easier for her to enjoy the hot tub without her bathing suit.

"I'm fine with it," she said, "but would it be alright if I took a shower first. I feel a little gritty from walking along the boardwalk."

I pointed to the shower next to the hot tub, and I told her that I'd be taking one as well. Then I opened up a nearby container to retrieve a couple of towels.

When she saw me get the towels, she said with a laugh, "This is like having a private spa."

"I know," I told her. "It's one of the things that I love about this house. I pretty much bought it this way, except that I upgraded everything to suit my tastes."

"You have good taste," she said with a smile. "I'm already having fun, and we haven't even gotten into the hot tub yet."

"I'm glad to hear it," I replied, "and we'll be having a lot more fun when I give you that foot massage."

"I can hardly wait," she giggled.

"Me either," I smiled.

After we stripped naked, and showered, she stepped into the hot tub while I asked if she'd like a drink.

"It might be a little too early for that," she replied. "Maybe some water."

"Would you like ice cubes with the water?" I asked.

"That would be great," she answered.

My rooftop refrigerator has a filtered water, and ice cube dispenser, so I got both of us water with ice cubs from there.

"You seem to have everything on hand," she said with a giggle.

"I even have some great chocolate edibles if you're into that kind of thing," I told her.

"Sure," she replied. "I love chocolate edibles."

When I showed her what I had, I suggested one kind in particular, which she recognized right away.

"Oh, I love that one," she told me. "It's a favorite of mine because I love how it makes me feel. Are you going to take the same one?"

With a knowing smile, I told her that I was going to enjoy the same one. I was pleasantly surprised that she chose it because it's known to be an aphrodisiac that's designed to enhance sexual arousal. I can tell you firsthand that it does exactly that, and since she told me she loves how it makes her feel, I made the relatively safe presumption that she was open to having sexual fun with me.

In terms of dosing, a standard dose is half of a square, and effects are usually felt within 30 minutes. For some people, the effects are pretty strongly felt, and they get into an euphoric daze with few, or no inhibitions. For other people like myself, the effect is the same, but it's not as strong.

"I haven't had any of these for a while," she told me when I handed her a full square without objection. "I usually just take half of it because it has such a strong effect on me. Call me crazy, but this time I'm up for the whole thing, especially in this kind of setting."

"I wouldn't call you crazy at all," I smiled. "I'm glad you're going for it. I'm going to do the same."

After I stepped into the hot tub to join her, I had her rest her head on her arms on the edge of the hot tub with her back to me so that I could gently bend back the lower part of her legs behind her, and have her feet right at my chest level to better massage both of her feet.

Below her thighs, which were resting up against the edge of the long seat bed underneath the water was a powerful pulsating jet that was stimulating her pussy, and clit. I had positioned her there, and told her that the jet alone might get her off, and she happily confirmed how stimulating it was for her.

"I think you might be right," she said after feeling that pulsating jet stimulating her pussy, and clit. "It might make me cum."

"No worries," I replied while reaching around her hips to brush my fingers along her clit. "I can always make sure that you cum if that doesn't work."

"You're so naughty!" She exclaimed with a laugh. "I just hope that you're getting something out of it."

"I already am," I told her. "Just massaging, and playing with your sexy feet is a fantasy come true."

By then, the edible chocolate squares that we had melted in our mouths had taken effect, so when I started sucking her toes behind her in the hot tub, she let me know in no uncertain terms that she was on a sensual high from what I was doing.

"Oh my God!" She exclaimed. "I love what you're doing! Your toe sucking is amazing!"

For a long time after that, we didn't say a word to each other. I kept worshiping her feet, and she kept letting me have my way with them without interruption.

At some point, though, she told me without equivocation that if she didn't get off in a big way soon, she'd have to jump on my bones to get some much needed relief.

"I'm not kidding," she told me with exasperation. "I really need to get off!"

"I'd love to do that for you," I told her. "There's a room in my house that would be perfect for getting you off, which I didn't show you during the tour because I didn't want to scare you off."

"Scare me off? What do you mean?" She asked.

"I call it my adult playroom," I explained. "It's in the basement, and it has everything I need to get you off like you've never gotten off before. I'd love to show it to you. Can you come with me to at least take a look?"

"I can't believe that I'm saying yes," she playfully laughed, "but sure, I'd like to at least take a look."

"Good. Then let's go," I replied.

After I got out of the hot tub, I grabbed a couple of large towels, and I helped her get out of the hot tub. I walked us over to the elevator that was in the corner of my rooftop, and told her that we could take it straight down to the basement.

"I need to pee first," she told me.

"There are a couple of bathrooms down there," I told her. "You can use one of them."

"Then let's go," she said with an enthusiastic smile on her face. "If we don't go now, I might chicken out, and change my mind."

"Just so you know," I said to assure her, "you can change your mind at any time, even if we're in the middle of doing something, and you don't like it."

"That's good to know," she replied. "I'm not saying that I'll change my mind, or that I'll do anything with you down there, but I can tell you that you've got a green light from me right now, and I'm actually excited to see what's down there."

"Ah, a green light," I said with a smile. "It's funny that you say that because that's part of what I do with sexy women like you when I get them off in the playroom."

"You mean like green light, yellow light red light, stop?" She chimed in with a laugh to ask.

"Exactly," I told her. "A green light tells me that you like what I'm doing, and you want more of it. A yellow light means that you're not really sure that you like what I'm doing, but you're still cautiously okay with it. And then a red light obviously means that you want me to stop what I'm doing."

"That's pretty simple," she replied.

"It is," I agreed. "It's simple, and it's direct."

When the elevator door opened into the basement, she headed to one of the bathrooms to pee, and I did the same in the other bathroom to take a piss. Before she came out of the bathroom, I placed a bunch of candles around the room, and I lit them up. I also lit some incense that had a pleasant aroma to it, and I turned on what I like to call "Barry White fuck me" music.

When she came out of the bathroom, she said to me with admiration, "Now THIS is what I call great ambience. I love it! And whatever you're burning smells really nice."

"I'm glad you like it," I said with a smile. Then I added, "I have a picture to show you, and if you like what you see, that's what I'd like to do to you if you're open to it. I'll project it on the big screen over there so that there's no ambiguity about it."

Used in the story, "My Wife's Foot Fetish Lover Trained Her To Be A Submissive", the following picture is what I showed her.

"That some picture," she said to me. "I don't know, though. I've never been tied up before, so I'm not sure if I want you to do that to me. What I am sure about is that I don't want a ball gag in my mouth."

"No worries about the ball gag," I assured her. "I hadn't planned to do that. After all, I want you to be able to say green, yellow, or red while I'm playing with you, and getting you off."

With a big laugh, she replied, "Oh yeah, I need to be able to do that."

"So are you game for it?" I asked. "I promise to only do things to you, and for you that are pleasurable. I'm not the kind of Dom who likes to inflict pain unless of course a woman's into that kind of thing, and she gets off on it. But you're a newbie, so I wouldn't even try that with you."

"In that case," she said with a somewhat nervous smile on her face, "I'll give this a try as long as you promise to only do things to me to make me feel good."

"That's a promise that I will definitely keep," I told her. "I can assure you of that."

A few minutes later I had her blindfolded, and bound just like the picture below except that she wasn't gagged. I also restrained her with comfortable faux fur cuffs instead of rope.

After I prepared her for sexual ravishment, and a lot of pleasurable foreplay before that, I asked her, "Are you feeling okay? Are you comfortable enough? Are you still glad that I restrained you like this?"

"Green light," she said with a laugh. "So far, so good."

That's when I took a couple of feather dusters to glide along her entire body, including in between her toes. She squirmed in her restraints, and moaned out loud with approval.

When I started sucking her toes, she exclaimed, "Definitely a green light for that!"

For the next half hour or so, I slowly, and sensuously teased, and played with every inch of her naked and bound body. Her nipples stood erect, and her pussy glistened from pre-cum that was oozing out.

"I'm not expecting anybody, so I should be able to ignore it," I told her.

"But what if there's a delivery or something," she asked. "I don't mind if you want to check it out."

"Okay, I'll be right back," I told her. "Hang tight."

"Don't worry about that," she laughed. "It's not like I'm going anywhere."

When I checked the app on my iPhone that shows who's at my front door, I didn't see a delivery person. Instead, I saw a couple of friends with benefits. Even though I hadn't been expecting them, I was thrilled to see them. Without giving it another thought, I buzzed them in with my phone, and I headed downstairs to greet them after grabbing my towel.

When my friends with benefits Lisa, and Joan saw me walking towards them in my bathrobe with a finger to my lips, and another finger in the air to let them know to be quiet, they smiled at me, and whispered when we were close enough to talk.

"What's going on?" Lisa whispered. "Are you having some fun with company downstairs? Did we come at a bad time?"

"I'm definitely having fun down there," I whispered, "and your timing couldn't be more perfect since I'd love for you to take a look."

After I gave them the skinny to make time away from my guest as quick as possible, they eagerly followed me back to the playroom. I didn't know who was more excited; them or me. Either way, I was eager for them take the lead as long as my guest was happy about it. They knew about the green, yellow, red playbook, and they were excited to keep things going green with my guest.

When my guest Maria spoke out to ask if everything was okay, I wasn't sure what to say, so I said nothing while Lisa put a finger to Maria's lips, and she shushed her to stay quiet.

So far, so good. Maria didn't say a word, and I could see that she was excited because her nipples suddenly got really hard again, and they were standing at attention.

In the meantime, Lisa signaled for Joan to play with, and pleasure Maria's right foot while she signaled she was going to do the same to Maria's left foot.

At first, when they were stimulating both of Maria's feet at the same time, she didn't say a word. I suspected that she thought that I was simply stretching my arms apart to make it seem that two people were playing with her at the same time. But when Lisa and Joan started sucking Maria's toes at the same time so that both of her feet were being pleasured that way, Maria suddenly realized that there were two people playing with her.

With a gasp, she exclaimed, "Is there somebody else here?"

Lisa playfully replied with a question of her own by asking Maria, "Green light, yellow light, or red light?"

Maria gasped out loud again. The sound of a woman's voice obviously surprised her.

"Maybe a yellow light?" Maria slowly asked as if she wasn't sure. "Or maybe it's a green light. I don't know. Yes, yes, it's a green light. It has to be a green light because this really feels amazing. I've never had two people suck my toes at the same time before, especially when one of them was a woman."

Obviously, she thought that I was the other person who was sucking her toes. Clearly, she didn't know that Joan was doing it.

"Have you ever had two women suck your toes at the same time before?" Lisa asked.

"No, I've never even had one woman suck my toes before, but you're really good at it," she answered.

"I'm glad you like it," Lisa told her while reaching up to touch Maria's pussy, and clit while still sucking her toes.

Maria gasped from the added stimulation.

"I wonder how much more you'll like it when Joan and I have our way with the rest of your naked, and bound body," Lisa told her.

Maria looked confused, but she also appeared to be excited. "Who's Joan, and who are you?"

"My name's Lisa, and Joan's my wife," Lisa answered.

"And I'm Joan," Joan chimed in to say.

"Is Eric still here?" Maria asked about me.

"We sent him away after he let us in so that we could have you all to ourselves for a while," Lisa answered. "But don't worry. We're only here to give you pleasure, and to get you off."

"You're okay with that, aren't you?" Joan asked.

"It's not like I can stop you," Maria said with a laugh.

"Did Eric plan this with you?" She asked.

"I wish he would have," Lisa giggled, "but no, this was a spur of the moment thing after we dropped by say hello. Joan and I had no idea that you were here. Besides, the two of you only met today, so there's no way that we could have planned this together."

"How did you know that we just met?" Maria asked.

"He told us after he let us inside," Joan chimed in to answer her this time. "If you hadn't encouraged Eric to check if he had gotten a delivery, we wouldn't be here right now, and we wouldn't have been able to surprise you."

"This is some surprise," Maria smiled with excitement.

"You're a surprise for us, too," Lisa added, "and we're thrilled about it."

"To put you at ease about it," Joan told her, "we know the rules. We're only going to do things to you that are pleasurable, and we're going to stick to the green light, yellow light, and red light safe words."

As they were explaining things to Maria, she found it hard to concentrate because Joan was giving her head, and using a vibrator to stimulate Maria's clit while also using her fingers to massage her G-spot. Lisa kept worshiping Maria's soles, and toes.

"We still have a green light from you, right?" Lisa asked.

"Oh my God, yes!" Maria exclaimed. "A definite green light. I don't know which one of you is doing what to me, but I think you're going to make me cum. Oh my God! Yes, yes, I'm cumming!"

"Your G-spot is throbbing," Joan told Maria as she continued to massage it with a couple of her fingers while still using a vibrator on Maria's clit. "That combo will do it all the time. I might even be able to get you to squirt."

Moments after Joan said that to Maria, Maria's naked and body body started convulsing with multiple orgasms, and she started to squirt uncontrollably.

"Oh my God!" Maria exclaimed! "What are you doing to me?"

"She's making you squirt," Lisa told her. "Isn't it great?"

"It's SO intense!" Maria exclaimed!

"I'm going to keep going unless you say red," Joan told Maria. "But try not to say red if you can help it, and let's see how many squirting orgasms we can make you have."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Maria exclaimed! "I don't know it I can take it any longer."

"Keep trying!" Lisa and Joan encouraged Maria together. "Keep trying!"

"I can't, I can't!" Maria exclaimed again! "I'm sorry, but I have to say red! This is just too intense!"

Joan suddenly stopped.

"Thank you for stopping," Maria told Joan.

"Of course," Joan replied. "I know what it's like to have to stop!"

When Lisa said that it was probably time to have me come back, and that she would text me, Maria giggled about my absence. She said to both Lisa and Joan, "I completely forgot about Eric. How weird is that?"

"That's not weird at all," Lisa told Maria. "You were squirting so uncontrollably that it made perfect sense you forgot about him. We've been playing with him for years, and he'd take that as a compliment."

"So he's done this to you?" Maria asked.

"No, not to either one of us sweetie," Lisa answered.

"That's right," Joan chimed in to say. "Our involvement with Eric has been limited to us helping him to play with, and get his female friends with benefits off. That's worked out well for all three of us, and for the women we've pleasured. You're okay with what we did to you, right?"

"I think that was abundantly clear," Maria answered with a laugh. "I think you might have turned me into a lesbian."

"I love hearing you say that because it's flattering," Lisa told Maria, "but no, whatever you were before we got you off is exactly who you still are, which as I understand it is that you're a straight woman. Luckily for us, though, you're a straight woman who's adventurous enough to not be fearful of experimenting."

"I doubt I could have done it without being tied and helpless, and blindfolded too I guess," Maria replied.

"That's the upside of bondage sex, and with a blindfold, preconceived notions go out the window," Joan chimed in to say.

A little while longer, when Lisa signaled to me that it would be good for me to return, I pretended to come back home even though I had been watching the entire time. To keep the ruse up about me being out of the house, I walked up the stairs to the 1st floor, and I pressed the screen next to the elevator doors to bring the elevator up from the basement. That way, the sound effect of the elevator moving would signal my supposed return as if I had just gotten back home.

When the elevator doors opened up in the basement, I walked over to the bed, and said to Maria, "I hope you liked having my wonderfully naughty friends with benefits surprise you. I left you in good hands, didn't I?"

"That was SO unexpected," Maria replied, "and yes, you left me in very good hands. I had an amazing time!"

"I can see that," I said to her while sliding my fingers along her sopping wet pussy. "You're soaked!"

"What did I miss?" I asked my old friends with benefits. "Did you make her squirt. It sure looks like you did."

"Oh yeah," Joan answered. "We made her squirt multiple times!"

"I've never cum so hard in all of my life, and I've never squirted before!" Maria exclaimed! "I'm still on a high from it!"

"They love making women squirt, especially when they're straight, and especially when they've never squirted before," I told Maria.

"That's kind of a thing for us," Lisa chimed in to say.

Keeping up the ruse that I had been absent, Joan said to me, "It's too bad that you weren't here to see it."

"He's here now," Lisa playfully said to her, "Let's make her squirt again so that he can see what he missed."

"How about it sweetie?" Joan asked Maria. "Would you like us to make you squirt again?"

"Need I remind you that you're still tied and helpless to stop us," Lisa added while stimulating Maria's pussy, and clit with a vibrator. Joan had already started sucking Maria's toes, and I had joined in to suck her toes as well so that both of her feet were being pleasured.

"You can always say red to stop us," Joan reminded her, "but I have a feeling that you really want to say green."

"Do you want to say green?" I asked Maria.

"I'm not hearing her say red," Lisa chimed in to say, "so let's make her squirt again."

"Oh, it's definitely a green light for me," Maria told us. "This is too good to stop, and I'm already about to cum again. I can't help myself for wanting to squirt again."

A few moments later Maria's naked, and bound body tensed up, and as she tugged at her restrains from the intense pleasure, she started squirting uncontrollably again.

"Oh my God!" She once again exclaimed! "I can't believe that you're making me squirt again!"

When she finally gasped the word red again for us to stop, she told us in a halting voice, "It's too much! I can't take any more. Please stop. Red, red, red! Please stop!"

Lisa was the one who had pushed Maria over the top to make her squirt uncontrollably again, so she stopped massaging Maria's G-spot, and she stopped stimulating her engorged clit so that Maria could recover.

"Oh God!" Maria exclaimed! "Thank you for stopping, and thank you for making me squirt again! That was amazing!"

"It was our pleasure," Lisa told her.

"It certainly was," Joan chimed in to agree.

As Maria was recovering from her sexual ravishment, Joan, Lisa, and I freed her from the restraints, and we took off her blindfold. When I told her that the sun would be setting soon, and she could watch it with us from the rooftop hot tub if she still had time before she had to get back home, she told us that she'd love to join us. She also told us that she didn't need to get back home anytime soon since her husband was out of town.

While we were in the hot tub, Joan and I worshiped Maria's feet while Lisa gave Maria a back massage. At some point while Joan and I were sucking Maria's toes, Lisa reached around from behind to get Maria off. She used a water proof vibrator to apply pressure against her clit while at the same time reaching up inside of her pussy to massage her G-spot until she found the right spot that made her climax.

"I didn't think that I could cum again," Maria told us.

"It's always fun to try," Lisa told her.

After we enjoyed the sunset, Lisa, Joan, and I walked Maria to her car, and told her that we hoped that she'd come back again for more of the same.

"That's an offer that's too good to refuse," she told us with a happy smile.

The next time that Maria's husband was away, she contacted me to come over, and I invited Joan and Lisa to come over as well. That 2nd time I actually did leave the house after Maria arrived so that Joan and Lisa could have a threesome with her. As much as I wanted to be there to watch, I figured that it would benefit Maria to enjoy the experience of a "girls only" threesome without me. Thanks to how terrific Joan and Lisa are as a couple who loves to get straight women off, that arrangement worked out well for all three of them.

I wasn't out of the picture completely, though, because I was able to worship Maria's feet in the hot tub after I got back home.

Maria's been back to my house a few times since then during some adult parties that I've hosted, so in that regard she's become a friend with benefits for us, and vice-versa. Our group of friends with benefits usually has about two dozen regulars. Lisa and Joan have been in the group the longest.

For a variety of reasons, friends with benefits leave the group, and some of them come back. Naturally, new friends with benefits like Maria join us from time. Having never been married, I've been hosting adult parties, and play dates for about twenty years, and I'll likely keep doing the same into my retirement years. But even if I do stop, I'll certainly have a lot of great memories.