Pampering Leads to Lust

Today, I spent time and resources on myself. I went to the salon, shopping for a new outfit, got my hair, makeup, hands, and feet pampered. It was a great day to be me.Fetish phone sex

Along the way, I ran across a guy who, mysteriously, managed to show up near each of the places I was visiting. I was starting to wonder if I had a stalker when I realized he was walking his grandmother to each of the same places I was visiting. I started talking to him, and found out he was single and not really looking. Since I’m so particular, looking isn’t something I make a habit of, so he and I hit it off quite nicely. He invited me to join his grandmother and himself for lunch, since we were all essentially doing the same thing anyway.

I agreed to join them, and he walked us to a nice restaurant not 2 blocks from the salon. It had covered tables and an open-air dining room. He seated his grandmother to his right, and me directly across from him. We started looking at the menu and chatting about mundane topics. I lifted my foot and started rubbing his left leg just inside where the ankle was. He glanced at me quickly, then moved his leg just a tad closer, obliging my explorations. I slid my leg ever more slowly up his until my foot was resting on his thigh. Then, I moved my stocking-clad foot into his lap and started massaging his then-hard cock. The server came up just then, and my guy had very little trouble ordering with my foot ministrations happening below decks. The server didn’t seem to suspect anything, but who knows? It wasn’t long before I could tell he was getting close to cumming, and his breathing got a little too labored. His grandmother started paying attention then, so I set my foot back into my shoe on the floor while his grandmother asked if his asthma was flaring up again. He nodded an affirmative and pulled an inhaler from his pants pocket.

She nodded her relief at his quick thinking, and lunch carried on. We have plans to meet for drinks tomorrow night. Hopefully, I will be able to pick up where I left off. He seems like a dream.Foot Fetish Phone Sex

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