My hubby Joe has a huge foot fetish and I, from time to time, would enjoy being with another woman.I am going back about 20 years or so to a time when...our son was in high school and involved in the baseball program. I was able to attend all the home and away games and Joe would try to make as many as possible. There was a couple, Suzette and Ken that also went to all the games. Ken was on paid leave from his mortgage banking job because of some kind of investigation. I never really heard or. . it's stupid."Black eyes looked into brown, pulling the man off the bed although he didn't move, pulling him into midnight speckled with tiny flares of nova-light, drowning him in infinite space. The second button was undone, and the large shirt ... the too-large shirt, a hand-me-down from father, brother, uncle ... gaped open. A shimmer of sweat, the thinnest possible layer of water painted onto his skin, gleamed in the near-shadows of the room."It's ... dangerous."The third button was more. When I got back to the youth centre I found her sitting behind the bicycle shed smoking. Her head tilted forward as if in deep contemplation. As I got closer I heard her sobbing. “Hey.” She looked up at me, wiped away a tear and smiled. I smiled back and sat down beside her. I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. “I thought I'd lost you,” she said and kissed me on the lips. “But listen Nick. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what the hell it is you are missing. Shush. Don’t speak.. Then she grabbed a pan, threw it on the stove, and turned the burner on high. I lifted up her skirt and yanked down her panties, exposing the big fat globes of her ass.She sliced a pat of butter into the pan and it started to melt. Then she opened a package of bacon and peeled off two slices. I pulled apart her ass cheeks and shoved my dick between them. I was hoping to get a lucky shot and hit her pussy on the first try. I was lucky."Oooh wee!" she said.Her pussy squeezed around my dick and.