1. Teenage boy plays with my wifes feet under table


    Date: 2/13/2020, Categories: Fetish Author: Philgill11, Source: LushStories

    We were invited to my new boss's house. We had just moved and I had just started with the company so it was an important first meeting. He was of course very rich and had a few children, a boy about sixteen or seventeen, a girl eight or ten years old and a toddler. Well this particular incident occurred without anyone knowing except for Michelle my wife, and the perpetrator of the assault on her pretty little feet, that being the teen-age boy with a crazy wild foot fetish. It was summer so Michelle was wearing some strappy high heel sandles and a nice pair of dress shorts. She had on a reddish polish on her lovely little toes which were the perfect width for her dainty size-six feet. The toes were straight and with no space between each of her little treasures and they descended across at just a slight angle but at a straight line. Her toe tips were quite round and her toenails were nicely clipped and cropped in a tidy and clean fashion. As guests do, we took our shoes off at the door and entered the large home. It was no mansion but very big. My boss and his wife are quite a formal couple that took us on a brief tour of their home, but not so much as to be bragging. Then we went through their French doors at the back onto an impressive deck. Snacks were laid out on the deck table which was large enough for the eight swivel chairs roomily and orderly placed around it. A long, flowing, formal cloth covered the top and cascaded down to below seat level. The four adults sat ...
    ... around the table; my boss on one end, the two of us on one side, and my boss's wife next to him on the other side. Eventually, we were also joined by the teen boy who sat across from my wife. As is the case when people are meeting socially for the first time, conversation was friendly yet stately with each person being overly careful not to offend anyone present. Often because we had more in common, my boss and I were talking to one another while Michelle sat by herself listening as my boss's wife came back and forth serving refreshments and being a tremendous host. Lots of drinks flowed as we awaited supper. Although I never noticed, Michelle said early on, when my boss's wife was in the kitchen, her teenage son dropped a pen he was playing with between his fingers, and slid down his chair and under the table to retrieve it. While doing so he bumped up against my wife's elevated foot as her legs were crossed. But she later suspected it was much more than that. She felt her toes bumped at first. Then she felt a hand stoke the top of her foot quickly and delicately but coming to rest by actually cupping her toes; fingers on top and thumb stroking beneath her little toe pads. She pulled her foot back, and he quickly slid back up onto the seat of his chair. The boy looked at her mischievously with a grin on the corner of his mouth, knowing what he did and also that she was defenseless and could say nothing. She looked away quickly, downing the rest of her drink and ignoring what she ...
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