After a long weekend visiting friends, we board the ferry boat in my car.
I'm driving, as usual. After steering into position, as directed by
theparking
attendant, I turn off the car.
Half asleep, I mumble, "Take off my shoes, dear." You open the door so you
can do this without disturbing my comfort. You pull the pumps off,
disappointed to see I'm wearing thin black ankle socks instead of nylons.
You're tempted to remove my socks, as well. As you continue rubbing my
ankles, I slide my own socks off with my toes. My soft feet look better
than ever, due the hours of pampering you've been give them recently. The
soft pink nail polish was not a color you'd have picked, but you're certain
that no other feet could wear it better.
Would you please lick my toes?, - come the words you'd been waiting to
hear. You hold my pretty little foot to you mouth and start with my little
toe. You lick the bottom, then the top, then circle your tongue completely
around my toe. Just as you are about to move to second, you hear giggling
and look up to see two girls in their mid to late teens turn the corner.
You set my foot in your lap so they won't see what you're doing. You hope
I've drifted to sleep so I won't notice you've stopped, but I open my eyes
and teasingly nudge the side of your head with my foot, daring you not to
stop. While resuming the toe licking, you hope the girls won't look in the
car as they pass. It is obvious my hopes are different when I find the
automatic window switch and roll down your window as the girls approach.
You close your eyes and keep licking my toes, now being able to enjoy
the
moment. Maybe the next time you open your eyes the girls will have passed,
without seeing. Just as the thought crosses your mind, you hear another
giggle. Your eyes are still shut but you can feel them looking at you, and
the giggles are right beside you. You know they are watching what you're
doing.
Your heart is pounding as the giggles fade behind you. You look at me and
know by the satisfied look that they did witness the tongue bath you've
given my feet.
As the ferry docks, you realize you've made it to my big toe without even
remembering licking the last three toes. You take my toe into your mouth and
feel the pleasure spreading through us both.
Other people start returning to their cars and you're relieved when I take
my feet away so you keep sucking my toes as all the people are passing. Now
we must leave though and you offer to put my socks and pink pumps back
on for the drive home. I say I'd rather wait until the next rest stop so
I can
enjoy having my shoes off for a while. Besides, you need to hurry and use
the rest room before the cars start unloading.