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Dinner With Tisha
(Posted on Wednesday, July 14, 1999)
This story was submitted anonymously.

My wife had invited her personal trainer to dinner at our house. Tisha was one of the most beautiful Jamaican girls I had ever seen. Her skin was smooth and her body was lean, her legs were strong and shapely and she had an hourglass figure. The night she came to dinner she wore a little purple sundress with white clogs and her hair was in braids.

Tisha and I sat across from each other while my wife sat next to us at the head of the table. We talked about everything and Tisha was giving me little smiles and winking at me across the table. We were eating lobster and Tisha was driving me crazy while she was eating. She was putting each piece to her mouth and licking her fingers seductively. She was stroking the stem of her wine glass and then she started to slump in her chair while my wife was talking about her job.

All of the sudden her foot was crawling under my napkin and into my crotch. Her toes were painted white, her feet were a dark brown on top and her soles were a light cocoa. She was poking at my cock and tickling it. She did this for a couple of minutes before I slowly took my free hand and unzipped my fly under the table. As I took out my cock, her foot caressed my hand. Her skin was real soft. I took her foot in my hand and pressed her sole to the underside of my shaft.

Her feet had a little odor to them which my wife noticed. She asked, "Why does it smell like feet in here?" We denied smelling anything. Tisha gripped the head of my cock between her toes and the ball of her foot. The head of it swelled and I started to sweat a little. Surpisingly, so did Tisha. I tried to keep eating but I couldn't take my mind of what Tisha was doing to me. I must have drank 8 gallons of water at the table. The whole time Tisha and my wife carried on a normal conversation about the gym.

I started to tingle from my cock to my stomach. Tisha was stimulating the head with her toes and the shaft with her sole. Tisha was doing this in a slow rhythym that started to pick up. It got so fast that I came. It hit her foot so hard that it backfired into the napkin on my lap. It must have felt like I was peeing on her foot because I gushed for at least 45 seconds. I rubbed my cum all over her foot and into her ankle and I think I might have gotten some on her shoes.

A week later I came clean to my wife about it and she replied, "Baby, it's ok." I was a real shocked and asked her why it was ok. She said, "Tisha wasn't the only one giving a footjob that night." Tisha comes over a lot now.

This story was submitted anonymously.

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