They Surprised Her Husband
Published on Sunday, August 10, 2014
This story was submitted anonymously by Alex.
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Editor's note:
This author explained that this is not
a true story, but he was inspired to write it anyway.
I have to tell you up front that this story is not true, but I think you'll
understand why I was inspired to write it after reading the illustrated
story "I
Shared My Wife's Hot Sexy Feet With Another Guy".
After the amazing time I had with his wife's feet in that theatre,
things only got better when I was able to very discreetly hand off my
business card to her just after I had shaken his hand, and told them I
had to leave. It's not that I wanted to leave so suddenly, but I
figured I should leave so that they wouldn't have to feel pressured to
socialize with me. After all, her husband had a very specific agenda,
and especially since his wife had responded so well with all that we
did in that darkened theatre, I felt I owed it to them to simply leave
after we had finished our very naughty foot fetish fun.
I didn't expect her to contact me, so I was very pleasantly surprised
when she sent me an email the very next day. She evidently thought the
email address I had on my business card was only used for business
because her message was relatively nondescript. It read, "Thanks for such a
great meeting. I'd like to get into more detail with you about it, but
I need to know if it's okay to send sensitive information about our
product with this email address of yours, or if you'd rather use
another email address."
Her businesslike tone amused me. In short, I let her know that the
email address I gave her was only used be me, so she was free to
discuss anything, and everything with me. As it turned out, just as her husband's story mentioned, she wanted to
return the surprise he had given her, which would involve me.
When I got to their place a few days after we had played in that
darkened theatre, she seemed to be as excited about what we had planned
to surprise her husband as I was about it. Then again, maybe that
excitement was nervousness on her part since, after all, she had pretty
much agreed to do what I had suggested, which would be a first for her.
So I understood why she'd be nervous, and even anxious. But that worked
in our favor since the moment we started to get things ready for her
husband, both of us were very happily engaged in what we were doing,
and fully aroused by it all.
The note she left taped, and folded for her husband on the front door
to read was cryptic. With excitement, she showed it to me, and it
simply read, "I
hope you enjoy your surprise."
Not only did I love her excitment, but I also loved how engaged she had
gotten in making the surprise for her husband the best, and most
alluring it could be. She had been anticipating his arrival for the
last hour while soaking in a very long bath. She said to me with a
giggle, "I'm so
glad you showed up."
I laughed, and answered back, "Of course I was going
to show up." Then I added, "No guy in his right
mind would pass up something like this."
"So do you think
we should get things ready now?" She asked.
I looked at the time, and asked her a question instead of giving her an
answer, "Well, he
should be coming home in about 20 minutes, right?"
"I think so,"
she told me.
"You think so?"
I asked.
"Well," she
stammered with a laugh. "At least that's what
he said," she explained.
"Okay, then let's
get started."
"Okay," she
replied as she walked us towards their bedroom. "This way."
As I followed her into their bedroom, I couldn't help but notice how
terrific she had set things up to create a really arousing scenario.
She had laid rose petals from the front door all along through their
living room, around and down along their hallway, and in through their
bedroom clear up to the bed.
"Wow!" I
exclaimed. "You
really went all out. He's going to love it!"
"I hope so,"
she said rather sheepishly.
"And the candles,"
I told her when I saw them. "They look fantastic!"
"Thanks,"
she said as she kicked off her slippers, and dropped away her robe.
"Wow!" I
exclaimed!
"What?" She
asked as if I had discovered something bad. "What is it?"
"I can't believe
how gorgeous you are," I told her as I looked over her naked
body. "Your body
is amazing! Very sexy!"
"Now you're
embarrassing me," she said as if she meant it.
"I don't mean to
embarrass you," I told her. "I just can't help it,
especially since I'm totally turned on by your perfectly pedicured toes
with that exquisitely arousing apple red polish."
"Thanks,"
she answered back. "I
just had them done yesterday." Then she asked after she laid
down in the middle of the bed, "Am I good here?"
"Perfect,"
I told her while securing a blindfold over her eyes. "Can you see anything?"
I asked.
"Not a thing,"
she giggled. Then she added, "This is kind of hot
not being able to see anything."
"Just wait until I
add the finishing touches," I told her while restraining her
left wrist to the top right corner of the bed's frame. "Just relax, be
naughtily quiet to heighten the sexual tension, and pretend I'm another
man."
"You ARE another
man," she laughed out loud.
"Oh right,"
I snickered. "I
AM the other man."
For the next few moments not another word was spoken between us, and
that silence did in fact heighten the sexual tension just as I knew it
would.
Just as I was finishing up the last restraint, and making sure each of
her wrist and ankle restraints were taut, and tied down tightly and
well so that she was effectively immobilized, and so naughtily
vulnerable to sexual stimulation, their landline began ringing.
"Who's calling?"
She blurted out as if I'd know.
But then I very quickly realized I could easily see who was calling
because of their phone's caller identity information. "Your husband's
calling," I told her.
"Oh, shit!"
She exclaimed in a sudden panic.
"No, no, no,"
I answered back. "That's
okay. Just answer him like you normally would. I'll put you on
speakerphone."
"Okay," she
quickly replied.
"Okay," I
told her. "I'm
putting you on speakerphone now, and I'm no longer here! I don't exist!"
"Hey you,"
she said as if she'd put him on speakerphone herself.
"Hi," he
answered back. "I'm
stuck on the freeway, so I probably won't be home for another 45
minutes or so. Sorry. I hope I didn't spoil your surprise."
"You mean YOUR
surprise," she laughed.
"Yeah, I mean MY
surprise," he replied with a big laugh.
"No problem. Your
surprise will still be here when you get home."
"I hope so," he said. Then he added with a bit of embarrassment
for running late, "Hey, if my surprise has something to do with eating,
please feel free to start without me."
Without missing a beat she playfully asked, "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely!"
He exclaimed.
"But what if it
doesn't have anything to do with food?" She asked with a sly
tone of voice.
"Well then, sit
tight, and don't go anywhere until I get home."
"Believe me,"
she giggled, "I'm
not going anywhere."
"Good," he
answered back. "I
can't wait to get home to see what my surprise is."
"I can't wait,
either, even though I have no other choice. Bye," she answered
back.
"Bye," he
said in return. Then the call ended.
To my surprise I blurted out, "Maybe I should take a
quick pic, and text him a taste since he seems to think his suprise has
to do with eating."
"You wouldn't
dare!" She exclaimed.
"I have to admint
that I was just kidding, but now that I'm thinking about it, I think it
would be pretty hot. And THAT would be a great surprise!"
"Okay," she
said matter-of-factly. "But you can't have my
face in it."
"Really?" I
asked her with surprise in my voice.
"Well," she
laughed, "it's
not like I can do anything about it."
Before I could say anything, I suddenly felt compelled to began
shrimping the big toe of her left foot with my mouth, and grabbing onto
that same foot to massage, and play with it.
Her response was a low moan of definite approval.
In between thoroughly sucking each one of her toes, I interrupted
myself with teasing suggestions that sending her husband a text with a
pic showing her restrained spread eagle completely naked would be a
surprise he'd never forget.
She basically remained silent, but then at some point she meekly told
me, "Well, if you
think he'd really get off on it, maybe you should."
I took a quick pic with my cell phone, made sure it didn't include any
part of her face, and then I showed it to her after temporarily pulling
off her blindfold. "Can
you see it?" I asked. "No face shot."
"Oh my God,"
she replied. "I
can't believe how turned on I am to see myself tied down like this.
Wow!"
"I know," I
told her. "Think
of how turned on your husband will be."
"But if you send
it from your phone," she explained, "he'll know you're
here."
"That's kind of
the idea," I told her. "Besides, I was
enjoying your soles and toes so much that a little over 30 minutes has
passed since your husband called. That means he'll probably be here in
another 10 or 15 minutes."
"Really?"
She asked increduously.
"Really," I
told her. "Time
flies when you're having fun." Then I added, "Well, for me anyway."
"For me too,"
she happily corrected me. "I mean, I already feel
pretty wet."
"You are,"
I told her while playfully tickling her pussy and clit with my fingers
while using her pre-cum for lubrication. Then I deftly added some
Astroglide lubricant to her already naturally wet state to make her
even wetter. "I'm
going to have to take advantage of you before your husband gets home,"
I told her.
As she mockingly protested, and struggled in her restraints as if she
could stop me from having my way with her, I grabbed onto her favorite
vibrator, and turned it on at its highest vibration.
"Oh God!"
She exclaimed. "What
are you doing to me?" She asked rhetorically.
"I'm going to make
you cum," I told her. Seeing that it was turning her on to be
taken against her will as it was being role played, I added, "And there's nothing
you can do since you're tied and helpless to stop me."
In only about a minute or two
she was bucking her naked and bound body the best that she could to
stop me from making her cum as I continued to sexually ravish her, and
then she suddenly began squirting uncontrollably.
"OH MY GOD!"
She exclaimed! "OH
MY GOD!"
"That is SO hot!"
She and I both suddenly heard her husband say. I hadn't realized he had
gotten home, and as soon as she heard his voice she started cumming
really hard again in wave after wave of multiple forced orgasms.
"Honey!"
She exclaimed! "Look
what he did to me."
"I know,"
he answered back. "I
can see, and I can't wait to make you cum some more."
Nothing much else was said after that for a while. After all, like me,
her husband has a foot fetish, so both he and I took full advantage of
her soles and toes while she remained bound, and completely naked
before us.
I later on watched as he fucked her with her legs over his shoulders,
which I took advantage of as well since I could fully enjoying licking,
tickling, and playing with her wrinkled soles, and her exposed sexy
toes in that position.
Even though we had meant to text him that photo, he only saw it after
we had finished playing. He told us he loved his surprise so much that
he wanted us to do it again, and she happily agreed. The next time we
played, he purposely stayed out of the house for a while to arouse
himself with pics that we'd send him. Then, when he could no longer
stand being out of the house, he came back home to give her a
thoroughly good fucking.
One of these times, as he and I agreed, and as we learned she'd love to
be surprised, we intend to include other guys in the mix. And women,
too. At some point we hope to have a small group so that she can enjoy
the intensity, and pleasure of having each one of her erogenous zones
stimulated, and taken full advantage of, which of course will include
the soles and toes of both of her feet at the same time.
This story was submitted anonymously by Alex.
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