"There are times when you have to turn off your mind and think with your balls," Michael thought idly.
Eight years of blissful, loyal marriage had not stymied his vivid fantasies
of making love to other women. Even the joys and rigors of parenthood
had not dampened his intense imagination. He had gone through phases where
he actually thought about other
"Enjoy your meal sir."
Michael's introspective reverie was interrupted by the turbaned waiter
who slipped a menu on his dish. Sitting in the Indian restaurant browsing
the tandori dishes on the twelve page menu, he could not help stealing
glances at his soon-to-be sister-in-
A fashion model-turned stewardess, Corina had received a lot of attention
from many different men in her 22 years. She had exquisite, long legs,
a near perfect figure, large, wide-set, dark eyes, and short well-kept
black hair. It was her grace, posture
Michael's in-laws were celebrating Corina's engagement to Marshal. Marshal
was Michael's body-builder brother-in-law, the obnoxious younger brother
of Michael's wife. Somehow the seating arrangement had placed Corina opposite
Michael at the foot of the
Michael shifted positions in his chair to concentrate on the menu. His
foot accidentally touched Corina's under the table and he looked at her
with a startled, embarrassed expression. Her eyes twinkled, and a tiny
smirking smile crossed her mouth but she
In a fit of blind, drunken betrayal to his ten years of fidelity, Michael
carefully took off his shoes and put one stockinged foot on Corina's instep.
Without hesitation, she took another fork full of salad and continued
her cheerful conversation with her
Michael timidly put his other foot on Corina's, hesitated a few seconds,
then slowly and carefully, with both his feet, removed her shoe. He manipulated
her foot up onto his own chair then slowly and gingerly slipped his right
foot along her left leg, up
His foot hesitated several seconds on her bare thigh. Her demeanor, conversation,
and outward appearance betrayed nothing of their little "footsies"
game under the table. Michael, on the other hand became quite pale. His
heart was pounding and he had a
"Oh my god!" he gasped to himself. "This can't be happening to me!!"
Then Corina took the initiative. She put her left foot squarely on his
erect penis and simultaneously slipped forward in her chair, maneuvering
her vagina under Michael's foot. Michael quickly moved the table cloth
to cover his lap. Corina began stroking
They sat stroking each others' genitals, while outwardly ignoring each other for several minutes.
As the dinner progressed, Corina became more aroused. Michael noticed
her cheeks flush and saw her occasionally inhale sharply. Her foot on
his penis became sloppy. Soon she stopped stroking his penis entirely
and pushed her clitoris harder against each
Corina started shivering and lost the rhythm of their mutual masturbation.
She held her breath for a few seconds, then sighed softly once, twice,
and again. During her final heavy sigh, she shuddered deliriously and
relaxed her legs completely. Then she
Now his pleasure had her full attention, and she seemed to know a lot
about how to please a man. She alternated between massaging the head of
his cock with her toes and stroking the entire length of his penis down
to the root with the ball of her foot.
Corina slowly increased the pressure and tempo of her movements and Michael
knew he was going to come in his pants. He slipped his paper napkin under
the table cloth, through the top of his pants, and around the head of
his penis. He wrapped the napkin
Corina settled into a steady rhythm, stroking the length of Michael's shaft with the entire sole of her foot. She glanced at his face every few minutes to gauge how she was doing.
Finally, Michael could not hold back any longer. Turning his head away
from the others, so they wouldn't see the contortions of the consuming
pleasure playing across his face, he shot his load into the napkin in
five unbearably intense strokes. Corina
In spite of all the bizarre circumstances, it was one of the most intense
orgasms Michael ever had. As the last after-shocks washed through him,
Corina reduced the pressure, speed, and intensity of her foot manipulations,
softly milking the last drops of
Michael again put his hand under the table and stroked her calf appreciatively, then manipulated her foot back into her shoe.
Two months later, Michael learned that Marshal had broken off his engagement.
Michael never learned the exact details or reasons and never saw Corina