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Click hereI was making dinner when he walked in still in my work blouse and skirt. I padded toward him I'm stocking feet, stopped and gave him the look.
I said, "I guess you're proud of yourself, aren't you? You think you can waltz into my office, fuck my brains out on my desk, make me cum twice, fill me full of cum, steal my panties and just walk out?
He looked down at the floor like a puppy who had just peed on the carpet.
"Well, Cowboy, you can. I've never been so turned on in my life. That was awesome, Baby. Can I have my panties back now?
I took him to our bedroom and pushed him down on the bed. I unbuckled his slacks and pulled his cock out. I pulled up my skirt and straddled him, impaling my still bare wet pussy on his manhood. My orgasm started in my toes and wracked my body. Robbie then emptied himself inside me for the second time today. I collapsed on him kissing every inch of his face.
A few weeks later, I was making dinner when the doorbell rang. I walked over to the door still smiling like the cat who ate the canary, thinking that my husband should be on his way home.
I opened the door and...
The man said, "Hello, Nancy."
OH MY GOD! JACK!
"She slid her stocking back over her arched foot then watched my cum ooze between her toes." - I don't remember if I said this on the first version, but that's just gross.
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"I would drive by our old house and see Nancy's car in the garage where mine used to sit." - They sold the house.
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"he walked in still in my work blouse and skirt." - HE walked in in her blouse and skirt? Kinky! But seriously, I thought she changed into a t-shirt and shorts?
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The military didn't notify her that they found her husband?
Interesting preamble about the foot fetish. But I have to say, my late wife had gnarly feet because of frostbite from her early days mountaineering. Yet she was what today's youngsters was "hot" and like a minx. Love is like that. But I like the way the author uses the fetish in character development. Talented writer.
Some really funny paragraphs....
1. Social Services contacted the prospective parents and five hours later, I gave birth to a beautiful blued little boy. I never saw him. - then how did u know he had blue eyes?
So by now I am used to your toe fetish so that’s not new. I always laugh at how your female characters have such an infatuation with cum. Kind of hilarious since I have never met a woman who talked like that.
There is no way that a man who went through what he went through would engage in that particular type of fantasy...
On another note... Many of your sentences are off in their phrasing... Example... "She felt the same what he did"... Instead of "she felt the same as he did"... There are
Many sentences like this... A good editor is supposed to catch these...
-jaye-