" Cool," she said, all bright eyed and leaning close. "I always like going without clothes at home, but of course it is hard to do with my family alwa...s around."I looked her over again, as I softly rubbed her leg. She was sitting cross legged as we talked. She was a beautiful young woman. Long brownish hair past her shoulder and lovely brown eyes. Her small, perky 32B tits stuck out on her chest and her nipples were long and hard. She reached over me to the end table next to the bed and grabbed. I grabbed her left foot first. The feeling was so intense. Her soles were so soft and i could feel every wrinkle. We were still having a conversation but i was too busy drooling over her feet. After about 5 minutes I had picked up the other foot and began to rub it. At this point my dick was throbbing from how horny I was. I’m 100% sure she could see my dick through my shorts but she didn't say anything and i sure as hell didn't care. I wanted to lick and worship her feet so bad. I had put her. He said, "Holy shit, you're fucking hot!" I was flattered. As we talked more, we got around to where we were both from. It turned out he lived twenty minutes away! We both couldn't believe it. Most of the guys I'd chatted with before were from halfway across the country, or further. He started saying things like, "We have to meet," and, "I have to fuck you."I told him that I was married, and he said, "So?"I asked him if he'd like to come over, but only if he was okay with my husband watching. I. I knew that I only stood there for less than five seconds while I watched her face, but it seemed like hours. Suddenly I felt very vulnerable. What if she laughed at me! The surge of desire that had been flooding my body was now replaced by shyness. I knew my face must have been flushed. I cleared my throat and stepped sideways out of the moonlight."It's... It's only a tree branch," I almost snarled.I was angry with myself for allowing myself to become vulnerable. If she laughed at me now, I.