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The sun was bearing down on the poolside tile, and Casey sat in a reclining pool chair as he sipped from the amber liquid in his glass. His wife, Jenn, laid next to him, sunbathing in her string bikini. The air was hot, and Casey had been glad to lounge by the pool for a while in peace since his wife’s friend had somewhat invaded their home for the weekend.

“So Scarlet is definitely getting some work done inside right? It’s not that I don’t like having her around, it’s just that it feels like we haven’t had much privacy or time alone since she’s been here.” Casey asked, hoping his wife wouldn’t take his opinion the wrong way.

“Yeah, don’t worry, she’s inside doing some writing. We have the afternoon together alone out here until dinner time. It’s not so bad having her here right? I mean she’s really fun! She’s such a spontaneous, free spirit.” Jenn kept her eyes closed, covered by sunglasses, as she allowed the sun to bronze her skin.

“Really? Spontaneous how?” Casey inquired, sipping again at the beer that was slowly warming under the summer heat.

“Oh you know, she just does whatever’s on her mind. You should hear some of the stories of how she and her boyfriend’s back in high school used to get in trouble. Haha, she just kind of gets into it whenever the mood strikes her, I could never be that wild.”

Casey glanced over at his wife, admiring her gorgeous, sun-kissed body. He imagined what it would be like to experience that kind of spontaneity, and he felt himself getting a little bit excited as he pictured what would happen if his wife was more like her friend.

“Yeah, you’ve never really been so turned on by me that you couldn’t control yourself. To be honest, I kind of wish you were a little more spontaneous like that. Not all the time, just once in a while. It would be kind of fun and exciting to have a wild spontaneous moment like that together, Don’t you think?” Casey reached over and caressed his wife’s warm shoulder, she smiled sweetly, still never opening her eyes, and kind of chortled at his suggestion.

“Ha, yeah, that would be crazy.”

Casey soon realised that his subtle suggestion was being brushed off by his less than enthusiastic wife, and he resigned himself to leaning back in his beach chair and sipping at his beer knowing that he would never experience such wild passion. Little did he know, his wife’s friend was listening at the patio door, and now had a bit of fun planned for later that evening.

Later that night, The sun was still bright in the sky, but the heat was starting to die down as the three friends sat down to dinner. Jenn had prepared a special meal for Scarlet’s last night with them, and they all enjoyed the feast and made idle chit chat until the last bite was finished. Sipping their drinks, Jenn and Scarlet reminisced about old times, while Casey listened politely. There was something about girl talk that just made him space out, but he was startled back to reality when he felt a gentle caress gliding up the inside of his calf. He brushed it off as an accident, until he felt it again, but moving up his leg to his knee. This was clearly purposeful, and he looked over at his wife with a sly grin as the sneaky foot made its way further up until it reached his inner thigh.

Wow, he wondered, could she really have taken his suggestion of spontaneity so seriously earlier? Was she really flirting with him under the table with her friend sitting right there? Casey tried to play it cool, smiling and nodding as the girls continued their conversation. He felt a tightness behind his zipper, his growing erection leaking as he felt the firm yet gentle rubbing of a disembodied foot gliding up the inside of his thigh. Finally, the toes reached their destination, as they quietly massaged his bulge under the table.

Casey had never wondered his wife would be so bold, but he was thankful that she had listened to his desires during their conversation out by the pool. That was, until Jenn stood and made her way to the kitchen to refill their drinks, and the sensuous massaging and grasping of the skilled and versatile toes continued. In his aroused state, it took Casey a few moments to realise what was going on. His wife was no longer in the room, but he was still being stroked and caressed in this secretive and sensuous fashion. He looked over quickly at Scarlet who was giving him a seductive smile, biting at her lower lip as her toes curled around the outline of his shaft through his pants.

“Wha-” he was immediately cut off, almost jumping in his seat as his wife’s voice echoed from the kitchen.

“Another beer honey?” She called.

“Um…oh, uh, y-yes please…” Casey quickly turned towards Scarlet to protest, but Jen returned quickly from the kitchen and he was cut short not only by his aversion to being caught, but also by the almost uncontrollable lust he was feeling at that moment for the woman that he’s so recently viewed as an infringement on his privacy. She was now a spontaneous, sexy surprise that he just couldn’t refuse.

As soon as his wife was seated again, and they all had a fresh drink in front of them, what had started out as a bit of secret flirting under the table, soon became a full on footjob. Scarlet’s experienced toes unzipped Casey’s pants, his throbbing tumescence forcing its way out into the open. He was thankful for the table that blocked his wife’s view, as he felt Scarlet’s long, flexible toes curve around the length of his shaft and begin to slowly stroke up to his slick, leaking tip.

“Oh, God.” He moaned quietly under his breath.

Luckily, the girls were still carrying on their conversation, Scarlet’s expression completely nonchalant as she chatted with her old friend. The vixen’s smooth soles glided like angel wings over Casey’s twitching manhood. Her other foot slid up to meet her host’s aching tool, her perfectly curved arches closing around his shaft and framing it so completely that he gushed his approval all over her velvety heels.

Casey tried to keep his composure, nodding at the conversation that he was trying to follow between his wife and her friend. He caught a few words here and there, but was so captivated by the sweet pressure of the skilled soles between his legs that he could barely keep the grin from spreading across his lips.

He looked across the table at Scarlet, her incredible skill under the table not even noticeable as she leaned forward with her elbows on the table and her fingers arched in willing conversation with her friend. She seemed to have the acting abilities equal to her skills with her feet, because Jenn had no idea what was going on as the two carried on reminiscing on their younger years. Casey admired Scarlet’s plump lips as she spoke, looking down at the ample cleavage on display as she rested her bosom on the edge of the table. He started to wonder if her low-cut top had been for his advantage from the beginning, and she occasionally would bite seductively on the tip of her finger and even slowly lick her upper lip while she listened to his wife’s stories. When Jenn would take a sip of her wine, Scarlet would occasionally glance over at him, giving him a coy smile and a knowing glance.

Casey gripped the edge of the kitchen table, his knuckles white as he felt the intense pleasure start to create to an undeniable level. Scarlet’s long, finger-like toes curled around his shaft, surrounding his turgent girth with a firm yet gentle grip. She grasped him, sliding her grip all the way up his length until she reached the swollen mushroom head that slowly leaked all over her smooth, flexible toes. His precum glazed her soft, heavenly forefoot, lubricating the secretive foot job that was driving him wild just a couple feet away from his wife.

Her toes slid up and down his full-length a couple of times, until she moved to frame his shaft with her deep arches. Her supple soles squeezed him in the most perfect way as she once again started to pump up and down. Occasionally when she reached the throbbing tip, she would gently and skillfully massage his ridge with her silky toes, teasing the sensitive cock head.

Casey gripped the edge of the table even harder, squirming beneath the wood surface as this sneaky beauty pleasured him in methods he had never imagined. He tried to maintain a casual air of nonchalance, but was quickly reaching climax as Scarlet’s velvety souls pumped up and down faster, and gripped harder. Her speed was undetectable as she continued her conversation with his oblivious wife, and her feet jerked him up and down, hard and fast, teasing him and rubbing him with only his own pre-cum to lubricate their seductive, spontaneous secret.

“Oh…um…” Casey stuttered to himself, hoping that he could control himself as he reached an undeniable height of pleasure. He tried to stifle his desire to moan and cry out with passion, and Scarlet’s movement didn’t stop even as he almost let the cat out of the bag with his slight grunting.

Her angelic feet pumped him, stroking him, the smooth velvety skin of her soles bringing him to orgasm under the protection of the hard, wood surface that his wife was leaning over at that very moment. He dug his fingernails into the surface of the kitchen table, his heels digging into the floor beneath him. He bit his lower lip in an attempt to silence himself, and with one last swift and firm stroke up his aching shaft, Casey reached ecstasy.

“Mmmmm!” Casey groaned as quietly as he could manage.

His manhood burst forth a thick string of orgasmic bliss so high that it coated the underside of the table. The second and third shot of manly essence also hit the table, but the orgasm was so thorough that it didn’t stop there. Strings of cum exploded from his tip, drenching Scarlet’s heavenly feet. Casey couldn’t stop himself from looking down and seeing her supple souls glazed in his cream, her toes sticky with his pleasure. He shot a couple more gentle strings of ejaculate, shooting ropes of cum over her heels and ankles as she stroked all the way up his shaft one last time to make sure she got every last drop of masculine juices that he had for her.

The surprised recipient of the most incredible footjob in existence breathed heavily as he stared down at the gorgeous sight in his lap. When Scarlet’s feet withdrew and left his cock alone and throbbing, he finally dared to look up to see if his wife had noticed his uncontrollable excitement. Jenn was looking at him, a bit concerned and confused, and he swallowed hard and tried to catch his breath and once again act casual like nothing had just happened.

“Babe, are you okay? You look a little flushed, and you sort of made a noise like you were in pain.”

Casey took one look over at Scarlet, her expression completely void of any open knowledge of what just happened, and he took his cue from her to play it cool.

“Oh, uh, I guess dinner just didn’t agree with me. I think I’m going to head to bed early tonight. You guys keep chatting and maybe I’ll see you later Scarlet, I hope you have a good rest of the weekend here.”

Casey quickly and subtly tucked himself back into his pants, trying to cover up the cum stains as he got up and walked towards the bedroom. He heard one last thing before hiding away and cleaning himself up, a seductive voice that made him grow again quickly behind his zipper.

“I’m sure I’ll see you again soon, Casey. Afterall, you know where I’ll be sleeping tonight.”

NSFW: yes

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