"Very well, then."Slowly and gently, I drag the feather across the bottom of her right foot. The reaction is instantaneous. She erupts in a gale of ...aughter while jerking her leg violently against the leather restraint. She manages one more plea before I wave the soft quill against her tender arches,"Not there! Not my feet! Please!! I'LL DIE!!!"Her toes wiggle furiously as I continue the teasing assault, gliding up and down her flexing soles, first one and then the other. She begins. I asked him, between kisses, what he wanted, and he said "I was thinking I can do you while you do me" with a little nod down and a wink. I was eager to oblige as the 69 had become a favorite position of mine lately. I pulled my lacy panties down and off as he took off his boxers, and quickly climbed onto his waiting face. He didn't waste any time and got right to licking my clit just the way I like it while I started licking his long hardening cock. He licked up and down my wet lips knowing. Maybe she'd moved on to someplace else. I didn't want to think that maybe something else had happened to her.In my life, my wife and I continued to be husband and wife. But in many ways we were just going through the motions, just living together in a platonic relationship. We enjoyed each others' company most of the time, neither of us having the energy to argue anymore. We went out together to restaurants, movies, and so on. But I guess we were just really good friends. I certainly didn't. He asked her and two young teachers who had the summer off to work. He said he wanted to "spice up" the atmosphere in the bar with waitresses in shorts and bikini’s. My wife and the two married teachers agreed because they were friends with Phil’s wife. They all thought it would be cool to work at the bar in full makeup, wearing the skimpiest shorts they could find, sexy white gym socks and a bikini that would accent there gorgeous young bodies. Now the first weekend that they worked, I went to.