6'0", 190 lbs, brown hair, brown eyes. I'm not in bad shape, though I don't work out nearly as much as I should. My wife, Andrea, is tall and thin. Di...ty blond hair that falls past her shoulders, and hazel eyes that can look right through you. Nice 32C breasts, which were perfect for her body. She's more reserved than Sharon, but when you get her in bed, well, she's quite the vixen.So anyway, like I was saying, we had all just come back from our regular Saturday night out- this night it was the. You wanna smell my feet?"i couldn't believe what i just heard. she asked if i wanted to smell her feet. "sure. but we have to be quiet so we don't wake my sister." i told her"ok lets go in on your couch."so we quitely walk in and sit on opposite ends on the couch. she slowly brings her feet up and place them in my lap. i layed down and put both feet on my face and started smell her feet with her tight ankle socks on. As i smelled her feet she started to wiggle her toes and they would lightly. As I collapsed on top of her slender frame I felt her nipples digging in my chest as I struggled for breath with my head on her shoulder and could feel her nibbling at me ear which in itself was pretty erotic, my cock softened all too quickly and as she eased her grip on my back I felt it slip out, “OMG Frank, thank you so much, that was so much needed” she whispered in my ear as I finally got my breathing back to some kind of normality and as I raised up in front of her with my creamy cock. "They- they're having the funeral on Friday, I'mgoing to have to stay over the weekend..." ...And miss my birthday party, Ithink to myself. "Jamie, I'm-" You go, this is more important," I say as the tearful Mary is finallyreleased from the group hug."Thank you," Mary whispers as she makes a futile attempt to dry her eyes."I'll run you home," Viks immediately offers. "We'll call Dan... God, I amSO sorry for your loss..." Those of us still in the dance studio watch insilence as Viks leads Mary.