Alison’s Wedding to Michael
Didi and Heidi Doing Naughty Things
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After the amazing and outrageous foot activities at Alison’s Hen party, I had high hopes for the wedding. I knew the groomsmen would be wearing kilts and couldn’t wait to see them. From what I’d heard there was going to be four of them. Michael the groom, his dad who I’d never met, his brother Carl, who I’d met a few times and then his friend Ryan, who I’d dated briefly a few years ago. I planned to at least try something naughty with Ryan and maybe Carl. Michael was off limits, being the groom, but his dad was fair game, if he excited me. I was aware that his mum and dad were divorced, so didn’t have to fear getting in trouble with his mum.
I was lucky enough to be
sort of a
bridesmaid. Alison wanted her sister Jacqui, her niece Charlotte and
me to wear bridesmaids’ dresses, although only Jacqui was to go
up to the front of the church for the ceremony. The dresses were an
amazing pale blue colour and I was pleased that Alison chose matching
wedge heel thong sandals to go with them. Below are my feet in the
bridesmaid sandals, needless to say, I went for red nails. Jacqui
always has red toenails and for the first time ever even Charlotte
painted her toenails red. The foot fetish guys such as VL, David and
Mike would be in for a treat!
The guest list was like a who’s who of people who’ve featured in my previous stories. Alison, Jacqui, Tanya, Heidi, Mel, Hayley, Jodie, Vicky, Fiona, Debbie, Sally and Sarah from the Alison’s Hen Party – Part 1 and Alison’s Hen Party – Part 2 (obviously Alison, Debbie and Fiona have featured in some of my other stories too). Also with Debbie was Mike, who’d featured in Barbeque Fun and Revisiting 2 Exciting Foot Guys. VL and Juicy were there (VL has featured in many of my stories), Alison’s nephew David, who brought my sister Amy as his guest (who have both featured in many stories). I travelled with Amy and David to the church and was pleased to see many other familiar faces as we gathered outside, none more so than Gerry (who I wrote about in Didi and the Swimmer). And the best thing was, that unbeknown to me, he was actually Michael’s dad. I was shocked, amazed and pleased in equal measure.
I went over to Gerry and introduced myself as Alison’s friend. Initially he looked confused, then he kissed me on the cheek and whispered “I was hoping to see you again, but never expected to see you here”.
“So, am I going to get to see what’s under your kilt at some stage today?” I asked quietly, but naughtily.
He looked terrified at the idea, but leant closer and whispered “You already know what’s under there”.
“I know, but is it naked?” I asked.
“Yes, that’s the tradition and if you don’t stop talking about it, I’ll end up with an embarrassing erection” he replied, looking round nervously.
“Good to hear, I liked your erection at the beach, but it didn’t look very embarrassed that time!” I replied, naughtily. “If you’re worried, you better move along, because I’ve got every intention of making sure you get an erection today. And further to that, I intend on playing with it” I added.
“You do realise, this is my son’s wedding?” He replied, still looking shocked, but with a wicked smile on his face.
“I know. But I am experienced in this type of situation. Don’t worry, nobody will catch us - I’ve got a great idea” I replied, intending to do what I’d done to Steve years earlier at Michelle’s wedding, when I gave him a footjob under the table.
“Oh really, what’s your idea?” He asked.
“Don’t you worry about that, I will let you know. Just go about your business, I’ll find you” I replied quietly, before adding louder for the people around us to hear “Lovely to meet you Gerry, enjoy the day”.
With that Gerry, walked over to a group of Michael’s friends to introduce himself. After a while, we were all encouraged to enter the church as the groomsmen got themselves in position ready for Alison’s arrival. I ended up standing next to Heidi, who was dressed in one of her all red outfits as is her usual habit. She wore a short red dress and the red heeled thong sandals I mentioned in the Hen party story. Her nails were red this time too. I must admit she did look hot and I suspected that she’d expect to hook up with one of Michael’s friends. I looked over to the pews on the opposite side of the aisle and saw VL looking over. He was clearly checking out Heidi’s feet.
We chatted quietly as we waited. She pointed out a few of the guys who she thought were hot and even suggested what she’d like to do to them. Then she surprised me by telling me she intended to pursue the groomsmen, especially Ryan and Carl and check out what was under their kilts.
“Hey look, I’ve got the same idea. Ryan and Carl are fair game, maybe even Gerry, but I’m not going to even flirt with Michael” I told her.
“I’ve made sure that I’m sitting next to Ryan at the meal, so he will be getting the full handy-Heidi treatment. After that, I’m going after Carl. Who knows about the others, I might even try my luck with Michael” She replied, shockingly.
“You can’t do that, he’s about to marry our friend. Not on his wedding day” I replied, trying to discourage her from even thinking about it.
“You’re right. But the others, I intend to have my way with.” She replied.
“Well you might have some competition. Because I intend to play with the other three too” I replied competitively.
The bride and bridesmaids arrived looking amazing. Alison was glowing as is expected on your wedding day. She wore a white dress very similar in style to the bridesmaids’ dresses and also wore wedge heel thong sandals, hers being white rather than the blue that we wore.
So the wedding went well. We briefly congregated outside for some photographs before we boarded two coaches to head to the winery that the reception was to be held. We gathered in the grounds and were handed drinks as we waited for the bride and groom to have more pictures taken. I mingled with various old friends and then spotted Ryan sitting by himself on a low wall with his back turned to the group. I thought he looked down, so I walked over and thought I’d make a funny comment to cheer him up.
“Hey Ryan, what’s going on under that kilt?” I asked mischievously.
“Don’t!” He replied smiling up at me. “I’m sitting here waiting for an embarrassing hard on to go down”.
“Oh” I laughed, sitting down next to him on the wall, but facing in the opposite direction, facing towards the group. “Why’ve you got a hard on?”
“Heidi” He replied looking down into his lap.
“I know she’s sexy, but wow, giving you a hard on just because she’s got a sexy red dress on!”
He laughed before explaining. “She does looks hot, but it’s what she said that caused it”.
“What did she say?” I asked, leaning back to check out his embarrassing problem. His kilt looked like a tent pole was holding it up.
“She
found out that she’s going to be sat next to me at the
reception. She told me that she hopes I’m not wearing any
underwear under the kilt, because she’s going
to give me a
handjob during the speeches”.
“Poor Ryan. Well she’s not nick-named Handy for no reason!” I replied making him laugh.
“I’m worried she’ll get us both in trouble”.
“You’ll be fine, by all accounts she’s an expert wanker!”
“I know, she’s given me a handjob before and she’s brilliant at it. Apparently she wants to give one to the whole grooms’ party”.
“Naughty girl. Well you’re lucky then that you’ll get the first one, no sticky hands on your tool!” I replied trying to make him laugh.
He
did laugh. But then looked down into his lap again. I leaned back
again and his tent pole was still upright. I knew his cock was an
impressive 7 inches and it
looked every inch of that holding the kilt
up. I’d enjoyed the sex we had together when we’d been
dating. I suddenly felt really naughty myself. I looked around
and as
nobody was paying any close attention to us, I reached back with my
right hand and placed it onto his right knee.
“What are you doing?” He asked nervously.
“Getting in first”. I replied. I slowly slid my hand further up under his kilt, stroking his thigh in the process. “So, have you got underwear on then?”
“No, none of us do. We agreed that we’d all go commando”.
“Good” I replied, sliding my hand further until I’d cupped his balls. He jumped slightly to my touch.
“Don’t Didi, someone will see” He said sounding scared.
I
ignored him, gently tickling his balls before tightly grabbing his
shaft. I didn’t rub up and down. I just squeezed it tightly and
circled my thumb over his cockhead.
Just then Jacqui sat down the
other side of him. She was facing the same way as me towards the
crowd. She leaned back and put her left hand on his left knee. I
was
caught unawares but rather than panic and try to deny what I was
obviously doing, I squeezed his cock even tighter and started gently
scratching his cockhead
with my thumbnail.
“I suppose he’s got a hard on again?” She asked.
“Of course, that’s why we call him Stiffy isn’t it?” I replied, truthfully. The girls really do call him that, as he’s forever getting embarrassing erections.
She slid her hand further up his kilt and brushed over my hand as she grabbed his balls.
“Hey Ryan, what do you think, two sexy girls caressing you in public?” She said as she laughed before kissing his cheek. I then felt her pull down on his balls.
“Please stop, it’s all too much. I’ve got Heidi to deal with later, so really can’t handle you two now.” He stated in a matter-of fact way.
I squeezed his shaft even harder and I felt Jacqui release his balls before grabbing his cockhead with her fingertips.
“What’s Heidi got to do with it?” Jacqui asked as she pushed my hand down so she could grip his shaft.
“She’s
going to give him a handjob during the speeches, before she moves on
to giving one to the other groomsmen”. I replied trying to
sound serious as I returned
to tickling his balls. I looked back over
my shoulder and could see movement as Jacqui started to wank him.
“Ladies
please. I can’t think of anything sexier than having you two
giving me a joint handjob, but don’t make me cum now” He
whispered almost begging us to
stop.
I looked over my shoulder and could see rapid movement now as Jacqui sped up.
“Do you think we should stop Didi?” Jacqui asked giggling.
“I
don’t know” I replied as I stopped tickling his balls and
knocked her hand away so I could grip his shaft again. I squeezed him
with all my might. His cock felt
really hard and hot, especially
after Jacqui had wanked him so fast.
“If we stop, he’ll only be saving himself for Handy-Heidi” Jacqui said, slapping my hand so she could grab his cock again.
I looked around and nobody was paying any attention to us. I started caressing his balls again as Jacqui resumed her rapid handjob.
“Look
girls, you’re going to have to stop, as I’m about to cum
and I don’t want wet patches on the kilt”. Ryan said
quite calmly considering what we were doing to
him.
“In that case, I know just what to do” I said, releasing his balls and sliding my hand back out from under his kilt.
I
kissed him on the cheek. Then I lifted his kilt away from his cock. I
held it up against his body so his cock and Jacqui’s rapidly
moving hand were exposed to the
elements. I looked over my shoulder
to watch her finish him off. Luckily nobody was in front of him and
the group behind us seemed not to notice what we were
doing.
“Jacqui if you don’t stop in the next ten seconds I’m going to cum” He said resigned to the fact that she was going to drag it out of him.
“Fuck Heidi, we got to you first” She replied as she slowed her movements down, pointing his cock away from his body.
“Hold this will you?” I instructed Ryan, shaking his kilt. He did as I asked, freeing my hand.
I
cupped his balls as best I could. My three smaller fingers wrapped
around them. I managed to grab the base of his shaft with my thumb
and forefinger. I could feel
it harden and even pulse slightly to
Jacqui’s rubbing.
He came a lot. It seemed to be under immense pressure as it sprayed out of his cock.
“Good
boy” Jacqui said as she kissed his cheek. Her hand was at the
base of his cock, touching my hand as it let go. She kept it there
until he stopped spraying. I
loosely cupped his balls as he lost his
load.
“Yes, good boy” I repeated kissing his other cheek as I watched five jets of cum spray over the grass. Wishing I’d somehow got her to aim it at me.
“Thanks” He quietly whispered as her hand just gently held his pink cock.
“See, we kept your kilt clean” I said laughing as Jacqui shook off the last couple of cum drops from his cockhead.
I
let go of his balls and grabbed a couple of tissues from my bag. I
passed them to him so he could wipe his cockhead clean. Jacqui looked
her hand over and
declared, “Not even drop”. Her hand
clearly avoiding his spraying juices. With this she kissed his cheek
again, got up and walked away.
“Jeez Didi, that was awesome” Ryan said and calmly stood up.
“Don’t forget you’ve got Heidi to look forward to later!” I reminded him.
“Oh no, that’s going to hurt now, after you two have sensitized me!” He responded, laughing before he walked away to rejoin the group.
I
had a sudden urge to feel cum on my feet. I looked over my shoulder
and saw Ryan’s cum streaks on the grass, glistening in the
sunlight. Before I could control
myself, I’d swung my feet over
the wall and had kicked my thongs off. I then skated my feet all over
the grass where Ryan had cum. It was cool, but still damp. I
sat back
on the wall so I could put my sandals back on. Luckily I checked my
soles, prior to slipping my thongs on. They were stained green from
the grass. I
couldn’t have grass stains in my new sandals. So I
quickly headed off barefooted to the ladies so I could clean my feet.
Once
I’d washed my feet, removing Ryan’s cum from them, I
slipped my sandals back on and went into the venue. I sat at the
table I was allocated and looked
around to see where everyone else
was sat. I could see Ryan and Heidi sitting next to each on the table
behind us. Fiona was on their table a few places away.
Jacqui was at
the other end of our table. Amy and David were next to me.
The
food came out, which was very enjoyable. I had a good time chatting
to the people around me in between courses. Then Michael stood up to
do his speech. I
looked down the table at Jacqui. She looked back,
winked and turned around looking in Heidi’s direction. I looked
around and Heidi was smiling straight at me. Her
left hand was
holding her wine glass, but her right hand was out of sight. I
couldn’t tell if her arm was moving or not. I looked at Ryan
and he nodded slightly. The
naughty bitch was really giving him a
handjob just as she’d promised. I looked down the table at
Jacqui again and she grinned back at me.
I
wondered how long it would take Heidi to bring him to a climax. After
all, Jacqui and I had made him cum less than an hour earlier.
Daniel’s speech finished and
Alison’s dad stood to do
his. I looked back over at Heidi and this time, I could see slight
movement from her right arm. She smiled at me again and winked. I
looked at Ryan and he had his eyes closed. I looked down at Jacqui,
she nodded her head slightly towards Heidi and Ryan, and so I mouthed
‘she’s still going’.
Alison
stood to do her speech next. I glanced around and could see more
definite movement from Heidi’s arm. Ryan’s eyes were now
wide open. I smiled at him
and he smiled back nervously. Then I saw
him jerk slightly as he closed his eyes again. I looked at Heidi and
saw her grinning like the cat that got the cream.
‘Done’
she mimed at me. I looked over at Jacqui, who had herself just turned
back from looking at them. She nodded and smiled.
After a while, the speeches, toasts and desserts were over and people started to move around the room talking to each other. I wasn’t in any rush to have my wicked way with any of the guys at that stage. I spoke briefly to Mike and even teased him by saying “It’s a pity you’re not in a kilt Mike, I could have really made it exciting for you”. Noticing that he was checking my feet out as we talked.
“Not here though Didi, it was one thing under the table at a barbeque with a few people. But quite another with all these people. And if Debbie caught us, there’d be hell to pay” He replied, “But thanks for the sexy thought, you’ve given me a hard-on now!” He added, looking down at his crotch.
I moved on and was talking
to David
and Amy when I noticed Heidi drag Carl out of the main function room.
I knew she was taking him somewhere to have her way with him. This
prompted me to get into action myself. I decided that it was time to
see Gerry. I noticed that he was sat on one of the tables with a few
people. I was pleased to see the seat next to him was free, but the
one opposite was taken. I went over and sat next to him, making
polite small talk.
“So how’s little Gerry?” I asked as I sneakily slipped my hand under the table cloth and pulled his kilt up his leg. The reference to ‘little Gerry” was what I’d nicknamed his cock when I played with it at the beach.
“Marvellous” He replied, “Are we doing this now?” He added.
I didn’t answer, I just pulled his kilt up until I could get access to his cock. I slowly curled my fingers around his semi-erection and started to carefully caress it. My hand was well out of sight under the table cloth, but I had to be careful not to move my hand too much because the movement in my arm would be visible. It didn’t take long before he was rock hard and fully erect. His cock was as impressive as I’d remembered it at the beach. I kept slowly jerking him off, hoping that the lady sat opposite him would move on, so I could sit there and get my feet in on the action. I made small talk with her as I continued to play with his cock. After about 5 minutes, my wish came true and she stood up and moved over to another table. At the same time, the couple sat the other side of Gerry moved on too.
“That was intense” Gerry said, now that we were alone.
“Was intense?” I asked, gripping his cock tighter and wanking him faster.
“OK, still intense. Be careful, people will see you moving” He replied sounding concerned.
I let go of his cock, jumped up and moved quickly around the table, so I could sit opposite him.
“No-one will suspect a thing” I said, kicking off my sandals, extending my legs and grabbing his cock between my arches.
I pumped up and down roughly for a few minutes, really getting into it as I carried on chatting to him while my feet went to work on his cock. This reminded me of what I’d done with Steve years ago at Michelle and Danny’s wedding. Although this time, it was with someone I’d already met and had sex with.
“I’m getting close” He said, just as a couple of Michael’s friends sat down a few seats away from us.
I changed my grip, pulling his cock more horizontal so that it was pointing towards me. Then I curled my left foot over it, pressing it into the top of my right foot. I curled my right toes up and pressed my left toes down. Then I pulled and pushed back and forth, slowly but with a firm grip. Almost immediately his cock seemed to get even harder and I could feel it pulsing.
“You are naughty” He suddenly said, just as he came. To look at his face, you wouldn’t have guessed, as he looked totally calm and composed.
I felt his cum ooze out of his cock, gradually spreading over the top of my right foot. I continued caressing my feet all over his cock, spreading his cum and making sure it was all over them. I kept going even after his cock softened. I reckon I spent a further 10 minutes caressing his now flaccid cock, rubbing his cum into my skin in the process. Eventually I’d had enough, so lowered my feet and slipped them back into my thong sandals. It was then that I realised he hadn’t actually cum much.
“I was expecting more cum” I said critically.
“Ah, well, that’s not the first time I’ve cum today” He replied sheepishly.
“Really?” I asked, bewildered.
“Afraid so. Someone got to me before you” He replied. I knew straight away who it was – Heidi.
“Who and when?” I asked.
“Who I couldn’t tell you. All I can tell you is that she is a sexy little thing in a red dress. She was waiting for me to get off the coach earlier and asked me to come and look at something. I thought she was going to show me a problem with the venue, so I followed her. She led me behind some wine caskets around the back of the building. That’s when she squatted down in front of me and lifted my kilt” He explained.
“She didn’t?” I asked, amazed.
“She did. I was stunned. Next thing you know, she was giving me handjob and a blowjob. Then she pulled out a condom, slipped it over my dick and turned around. She pulled her knickers down, lifted her dress and demanded that I fuck her” He explained further.
“So did you?” I asked, impressed and jealous in equal measure.
“I did” Was all he said.
“Well, I never!” I replied, smiling, “I can’t believe she beat me to it”.
“Sorry” he replied.
“Don’t be sorry, you old stud. You should be happy” I said, actually pleased for him.
“Oh, I am happy”. He replied. With that I stood up and left the table.
I went outside for some fresh air and sat back onto the wall that Jacqui and I had earlier sat on as we played with Ryan. I looked down at my feet and could barely see any cum. So I didn’t bother cleaning them. As I sat there, Heidi came outside and stood by the door to light up a cigarette. I went over and as I approached, she grinned at me.
“What are you looking so happy about?” I asked.
“Mission completed. Gerry, Ryan and Carl” She replied.
“Really?” I asked, making out I didn’t already know.
“Yeah. Fucked Gerry, wanked Ryan and sucked Carl” She replied sounding pleased with herself. “You had any luck?” she asked.
“I’ve given Gerry a footjob” I replied, not admitting that I’d already had my way with Ryan.
“Great, where did you do that?” She asked.
“In the main room, under the table” I admitted, “And you?”
“I had Gerry around the back of the building, Ryan under the table during the speeches and Carl just then in the cloakroom” She said, “So are you going after the others?” She asked.
“Not sure, especially as you’ve already been there!” I said, giving her a nudge.
“I’ll give you the tip. Gerry is the biggest by far” She said, putting out her cigarette and heading back inside.
So although I’d got to Ryan first, I didn’t realise that as Jacqui and I were playing with his cock and making him cum on my feet, Heidi was around the back of the building sucking on Gerry’s massive cock before getting fucked from behind. Then she’d beaten me to Carl too. I was now intrigued about the size of his cock, due her comment that Gerry was the biggest of the lot. I know his cock is a good 8 inches and Ryan’s although smaller is still a good 7 inches. I wondered if Carl didn’t take after his father Gerry!
I gathered my thoughts and went back inside. I immediately looked for Carl. I didn’t know him too well, having only met him a few times. I’d known Ryan for years and knew exactly what I was getting when Jacqui and I toyed with him on the wall. The same with Gerry, having experienced his cock down at the beach. But Carl, I’d hardly spoken to him and never even imagined playing with his cock. Prior to today, I didn’t even know he was related to Gerry. Anyway, I went looking for him and found him with a mixed group standing in the corner drinking beer.
I went over and made small talk about the wedding and the other guests. Gradually we opened up a bit and even began to flirt with each other.
“So Carl, legend tells me that Kilt wearer’s go commando under their kilts. Are you a follower of those traditions?” I asked him cheekily.
“Haha, you’re not the first person to ask me that today” He laughed.
“And what answer did you give to the last person who asked?” I pressed.
“I didn’t, I just challenged her to find out!” He responded, winking at me.
“So are you challenging me?” I asked.
“Only if you want to find out the truth!” He replied, nudging me playfully.
“I want to find out the truth” I replied seriously, casually brushing my hand over his groin area.
“Is that so? Well how do you propose doing that?” He asked.
“Come with me” I said, walking over to a table that had empty seats at one end.
“Here?” He asked, looking confused.
“Yes, here. Sit down” I instructed.
“What are you planning to do?” He asked, as he sat down.
“Find out the truth” I replied, sitting down opposite him.
“Are you going under the table?” He asked, with a stupid grin on his face.
“No need” I replied, slipping my feet out of my sandals.
“No need?” He asked sounding confused.
“No need” I confirmed. As I stretched out my right leg, stroked my toes over his inner thighs and pressed it into his naked balls.
He jumped slightly as my toes pressed into his balls. “Well, I guess you’ve already got to the truth” He laughed.
“Do you think I can handle the truth?” I asked naughtily.
“Not from there!” He replied, again laughing.
“Well in that case, I’ll just footle the truth” I replied, raising my left leg and placing my left foot on his cock.
He stared blankly back at me as I started to caress his cock with my toes. Heidi was right, he was nowhere near as big as Gerry and at this early stage, not as hard either.
“I was warned about you” He said.
“Me?” I asked innocently. His cock finally hard and erect as I enjoyed rubbing it between the toes of both feet now. Heidi was right, he was barely six inches long, much smaller than his dad and thinner too.
“Well not you specifically. But I was warned that someone else might try to play with my dick and that I should be aware of anyone wearing sandals” He explained.
“Oh yeah. So who gave you this warning?” I asked, knowing full well it had been Heidi.
“The last person who wanted to know if I was commando under the kilt” He said, smiling as he got used to my feet caressing his cock.
“And did this last person get to find out the truth?” I asked, rubbing his cock faster and firmer with my arches.
“She didn’t use her feet!” He replied.
“So how did she find out?” I asked, knowing already.
“She dragged me into the cloakroom” He replied.
“That’s not really what I asked” I said, wanting to know more. I could feel his cock pulsing and knew he was about to cum.
“She lifted my kilt and sucked me off until I came in her mouth. Then she warned me that someone would probably try to do the same. She mentioned sandals, but she didn’t say that you’d use your feet to make me cum” He explained, as he got very red in the face.
“I can feel that you are about to cum” I said, feeling the tell-tale signs as his cock swelled more, got harder and started too throb between my toes.
“Yes, close now” He groaned, as he lifted the tablecloth to watch my feet finish him off.
Foolishly, he hadn’t looked around to see if anyone was close enough to catch us. I wasn’t as vigilant as I could have been either. It surprised both of us when VL suddenly appeared from behind him and placed his hand on Carl’s shoulder, looking down into his crotch.
“She’s good at that isn’t she?” VL said, making Carl jump.
Carl dropped the table cloth to try and hide the footjob from view. I stopped moving too.
“No need to hide it, I’ve seen her feet in action many times” VL added, winking at me.
“What do you want?” Carl asked him nervously.
“I want to see her finish you off” VL said “That’s if you are going to finish him?” He asked me.
“Go ahead” I encouraged Carl “Show him”.
Carl lifted the tablecloth again and I resumed my footjob. VL stood there staring down into Carl’s lap. Carl too couldn’t take his eyes off what my feet were doing to his cock. I tried to guess the size of his cock as I worked it between the toes of both feet. Without being able to see it, I guessed it to be six inches long at the most and not very thick. But it was now very hard. Carl started to tremble and then he came between my toes. I slowed my rubbing, but kept going wanting to drain his balls. Again, just like with Gerry his cum had sort of spilled out onto my feet, not sprayed everywhere, which was probably a good thing. Probably because Heidi had already made him cum.
“Good work” VL said, before he turned and walked away.
“That was amazing” Carl said as he used a napkin from the table to wipe his cock and my feet clean.
“Thanks” I replied lowering my feet and slipping them back into my thongs.
“So just how many times have you done that?”
“Footjobs? Public footjobs? Under table footjobs? Or under table footjobs to guys wearing kilts?” I asked naughtily.
“Well, all of them really” He replied, staring at my eyes.
“Footjobs, would be in the hundreds. Public footjobs, probably thirty, under table would be probably ten times. To guys in kilts, well you are the third” I replied confidently, but hoping he didn’t ask who the other two were.
“Wow. I never even thought of feet being used in that way” He replied, as he finally lost the red colour from his face and relaxed. “I take it VL has been on the receiving end then?” He asked.
“Oh yes. He was the first person I gave a footjob to. I’ve probably given him a hundred over the years. He’s probably watched me give ten to other guys too”. I replied.
“That explains why you were so calm when he surprised us” He replied.
“Yeah, nothing to hide from him, he’s seen it all before” I replied, standing up and walking away to go for a drink.
Later on VL approached me and told me how jealous he was of watching Carl get a footjob from me. I told him to ask Juicy to give him one. He explained that she’d had to leave to go to another party. He virtually begged me to give him a footjob. I relented, but wasn’t happy to be pretty much forced into it. He led me to an empty staff room and quickly took his trousers off. His cock already hard and raring to go. I kicked off my sandals and gave him a rough footjob. Making him cum quite quickly. I kept going well after he came, even when he begged me to stop. I wanted him to know who was in charge. Eventually I stopped, slipped my cum-covered feet back into my thongs and left him behind to sort himself out. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I was annoyed.
I found Amy and David and was talking to them when VL re-entered the function room. Amy looked at him, saw that he look flustered, then looked down at my feet.
“I take it that’s his?” She asked
I looked over at VL, then back at Amy. “How did you guess?”
“I know you all too well. And you can forget about having your way with David too. He’s with me today, so no more footjobs for you” She replied, almost telling me off.
“Sorry miss!” I replied in mock admonishment.
And that was it, no further action that day. Still way more than I’d expected tough as I woke up that morning.
I must admit, I do enjoy a good wedding. I enjoy a groomsman in a kilt too!
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