I never got in to shoe collecting or dirty feet. None of the more submissive stuff was never my thing. I simply enjoyed the pleasure I gave women thro...gh pampering and tickling their feet. But for me, it was an complete aphrodisiac. One day my wife (who at the time was my girlfriend of about a month) discovered an online profile of mine that had a photo of a girl being tickled on her feet while locked in stocks and asked me what it was about. I had already licked, sucked, and tickled her hot. I agreed immediately and he also asked me to stay over his place that night since it was not feasible to go back home drunk which i had agreed.It was saturday night and i reached his place. it was great meeting him after a long time. He was already married and fortunately his wife was at her mom’s place for a week due to some family function. I never met his wife till today.We had drinks and talked about everything. He told me about his wife and also discussed his sex life with me and he told. ” I said slightly bewildered.“Ralph knows now. I make it clear when I’m in the mood for him.” She said.Agog, I sat on the bed beside her. “Why, that’s... “Selfish? Sinful? Yes but, it keeps him in hand Margo.” Iris smiled softly.“And now you have Ben in the palm of your hand too Margo.”I visualised Ben naked in my bedroom; all naked and ready for a ‘session’; and blushed.“Yes, I was rather muddled over Ben when things happened between us.” I declared, but If he came to understand his. ”“That works, I guess,” I said though I was vaguely disappointed, and we left it at that.We had obviously put aside our game since we got involved with Louisa, but after a couple of weeks of just the two of us, we were getting a little twitchy. Wallace, as always, was good about it, but I could tell that he missed having two pussies to play with, and I missed the rest my pussy had when he played with Louisa. Finally...“Wallace, what do you think about playing our game tonight?”“I don’t know..