Adam looked at my feet and he kept looking till I interrupted him. “What are you looking at?” I asked. “Your feet, I never noticed but you have ...eautiful feet,” Adam said. “You have foot fetish?” I asked. “What?” Adam looked at me and he seemed confused. “Foot fetish, like some people love a woman’s feet. They kiss her feet, lick her toes and the woman touches the man’s cock with their feet and make him cum,” I explained more than enough, and didn’t feel weird at all. “Not really. I would kiss. Beautiful guys and girls were packed in everywhere. It felt like all eyes were on us as we were escorted to our booth. I felt like a queen with her king. We ordered some shots and drinks and started enjoying the vibe, the music making my body move, the Ecstasy kicking in and making my body warm and my pussy wet. The colors of the lights seemed brighter, the music louder and my desires more intense. I looked at hubby. "Are you feeling it too?" I yelled in his ear over the loud music."Oh yeah,". But more importantly, my cock was blown; better than it had even been blown in my life. And in that moment of realization, I knew I would forever regret letting Kris leave without exploring further.“Wait!” I blurted out. “It’s not… I just… Don’t go. Don’t be sorry.” She paused what she was doing with her dress now bunched in front of her, covering her soft dick. “I’m just… surprised. That’s all. It just surprised me.” I explained. My own cock was now soft again, resting limp on the couch. It makes me feel as shallow as a mud puddle. But if that’s the way you feel, you gotta follow your heart.’ So Tim followed his heart, and he walked Susan home every day and they continued to enjoy each others company. But Susan was getting puzzled and rather frustrated. She’d always wanted a man to get to know her first, before getting physical, but enough already, dammit. No one had ever gotten to know her this well, and now she was ready to get physical, really physical. In fact she had.