Nobody would notice, not with their kids out of control or their noses buried in their work. She scooted over in the middle seat, grinned to herself, ...nd eased her palm over Dave’s zipper. ‘What are you doin’?’ Dave growled under his breath. Carla withdrew her hand and turned to the window. This trip was probably a waste of time. She had such hopes for them this week. They were headed to Sierra Vista, Arizona. The brochures made it sound like such an attractive place to visit. ‘Seventy miles. "First, it would be like I was forcing you; blackmailing you, really. Even if you went along with it, you would probably resent me, and that could grow into something that would tear us apart."Second, I'm going to spend the rest of my life knowing that you would rather be fucking him instead of me; that I'm not as good a lover as he is. That's going to be really rough on my male ego, and it's likely to destroy me." We can work on the first one together," Nancy reassured me, "but let me get rid. "She asked me to join her, and I ordered us a drink. We chatted for a while and she unloaded her troubles, and I must say, she was carrying a full load. She told me about her rocky relationship with her insensitive husband, and he did sound like an ass. I wanted to take her in my arms and make her feel better. When she had finished the majority of her story, and after a few more drinks, she appeared to relax, so I asked her to dance. The music was slow and I thought it would be great to have. She works in an office environment so has to wear trousers or a dress with heels and always wears tights or knee high nylon pop socks. It is always amazing taking her heels off when she gets home from work, the mixture of heat and smell of leather and nylon is amazing.Anyway back to the story, as mentioned she had no idea to this fetish until I made her aware of it. One day she came home from work and I was giving her a foot massage. Totally out of the blue she asked if I thought my fetish of.