Because I work at home so I often, I get to meet my wife's girlfriends. On a recent day, while my wife was out, one of her friends whom I had not met, called and asked if she could drop something off. I said, "Yes." She arrived about ten minuets later. The day was cold and kind of snowy. She rang the bell and I answered. She was very attractive in her blue jeans, turtle neck, boots and leather jacket. She handed me the item she needed to return to my wife and we stood chatting at the door for a few minutes.

I then invited her to come in and continue our conversation. She accepted. However before she came in, she insisted on taking off her boots so as to not dirty the carpeting. I got an immediate hard-on. As she stood there taking off her boots, not the bad weather kind but rather a kind of dressy pair, I was pleasantly surprised to see that she had dark-colored, nude toe stockings on, rather than socks. I get very turned on by women wearing nylons and blue jeans. We then proceeded to sit down in the den.

Rather than tuck her feet under her as many women do, she crossed her legs. I find that women who hide their feet do not like men to look at them. However this women was in no way hiding her feet. We discussed a variety of subjects, but she then brought up the subject of her feet, maybe because I could not keep my eyes off them. She told me that she never wore shoes inside because she liked the feeling of stocking feet on carpeting. She said it made her feel sexy.I commented that her husband was a lucky man to have a wife who always was in her stocking feet.

She said that regrettably her husband had absolutely no interest in her feet. As she could tell from the bulge in my pants, I had more than a passing interest in her nylon clad feet. One thing led to another and pretty soon we were next to each other on the couch. She asked for a foot rub and told me that if I did a good job she would ease the bulge in my pants with her feet. I spent twenty minutes massaging her feet with my hands and tongue.

Her feet were very soft as well as tasty. She then slid towards me, unzipped my pants and grabbed my hard-on with her nylon clad feet. She gave me a better footjob with those feet than I have ever had the conventional way with a handjob. After we were both satisfied, she determined that it was time for her to go. As she was putting her boots back on, she told me that she would come back the next week to return something else that she had borrowed.

When she came back again, my wife was home, but she once again took off her shoes at the door and spent the morning walking around in her nylons. My wife told me after she left that when her friend visits, she always removes her shoes at the door and spends the time in her stocking feet. She does this as a matter of courtesy since her friend never wears shoes in our home. While I've never had any more one-on-one encounters with this women, whenever she comes over or my wife is out, I am always assured of an evening of good sex augmented by thoughts of them leaving their shoes at the door and padding around in their stocking feet.