Confession
(Published on Friday, August 19, 2005)
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My wife Jennifer of five years, and I were on the second day of a two week long vacation in Cancun, Mexico. Our day had consisted of shopping, dining out, movie watching, and late night partying, partying, and some serious drinking too.
Jennifer was looking heavenly in a Hawaiian two-piece, and thick white flip flops with gleaming purple polish on her toenails. On our way back to our room she stopped me, looked me in the eyes and said, "Jim, I just want you to know that even though I still don't get why you cum on my feet, I'm beginning to love and appreciate you more and more for it."
I was curious to hear more, so once we got in our room we talked about it. She revealed to me some interesting things, like how me doing that shows my love for her, and her ability to please me without having to pressure her for sex. Jennifer has a body that any man would kill for, but sex between us was very rare because most of the time she never enjoyed it like you would think she would. So it may have drawn us closer because all she has to worry about with me is me getting up late at night while she's sleeping, and pulling the covers off her feet, and then me unloading on them, which I have been doing with no problem almost every day for the last five to six years. She has no problem with either because I have never seen her natural toes since she caught on to my fetish. They have always been painted.
"I think this has drawn me even closer to you than I've ever been with any other man in my whole life."
She stopped and saw the boner forming in my pants, and started wiggling her toes and smiling. She leaned over, kissed me, and we embraced for a few minutes before we finally shut down and went to sleep ... in each others arms. Then she said something that almost caused me to explode on myself.
"I know you like to do it when I'm asleep, so I'll go to sleep now, but maybe you should go to sleep at the foot of the bed near my feet," she said with a smile as she caressed my face with her hand.
I quickly agreed. I fell asleep too, but woke up two hours later, whipped my burning hard member out, and finally relieved myself onto her beautiful toes.
The rest of our vacation, and the rest of our life has been the same thing ever since.
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