by Anna Collins
I was having problems concentrating and his big toe had reached within a few inches of where I wanted him to be. I promised myself that if I went along with his scheme that I was not going to fall victim to his charming ways. It was just so damn hard. If he could play this game, then I figured that I should probably reciprocate in some way.
“I love desserts that tickle my palate. I had this very long and thick pastry one time that had a creamy center that just had me going back for seconds. I tried to cram the whole thing into my mouth, but it wasn’t easy. With a little practice, I was able to make a good go at it,” I said as I took off my high heel and decided that what was good for the goose was good for the gander.
I reached out with my pedicure bare feet and began to run my toes up and down his leg with him almost choking on a piece of meat. I was hoping that I would be able to do that myself and in an entirely different way. I had no idea what had come over me, but any semblance of trying to be a good girl was flying out the window. The flirting that we had done already these last few months was boring compared to this. That was saying something considering that was the highlight of my day. He would show up and make me feel like I was another woman.
“Be careful what you do next, Michelle. If we continue flirting and teasing like this then there is only one surefire way of getting what we want. I know that I wouldn’t kick you out of bed for eating cookies. I probably wouldn’t kick you out of bed for absolutely anything that you could come up with in that devious mind of yours. You were able to convince me reluctantly to take out my cock and show you the product of my lust for you inside the pharmacy. We could’ve been caught red-handed,” Drake said as he reached under the table. He was massaging my feet with fingers that knew his way around the art of reflexology.
I had the pasta and I twirled the pieces spaghetti up on the fork and made it linger over my mouth giving him an idea of what it would be like to be serviced in that manner. I let it dangle with my tongue sticking out. I heard the clang of silverware and looked over to see that one young man had taken an interest in my erotic foreplay of food.
I didn’t mind having a bit of an audience and the idea that this guy was getting a thrill out of seeing me play with my food was only enticing me to go further. The pasta had whole sausages. They were spicy but then I got a better idea about how to use them to get my point across.
“I never said that anything was going to happen tonight, Drake. I think that you better get your mind off the fact that we are teasing each other. It’s just a game and nothing more than that. If you think otherwise, then that’s your problem and not mine. I like how we can constantly challenge each other into doing something that isn’t exactly conventional. Going the extra mile and learning what we are capable of has been very interesting,” I said showing him what I had in mind by taking the full sausage in my hand and gripping it like I would some other part of his anatomy.
“I’m begging you not to do that and I know exactly what you’re thinking. It’s just going to make things harder on me literally. You’re sticking your head in the lion’s mouth and not expecting the animal to act on instinct alone. I can’t see this and not be able to do anything about it,” He said leaning forward to get a real close-up view of the way that my tongue was circling the end of that sausage.
“You’re a big boy and you can handle just about anything that I throw at you. Why does this have to be any different than what we do in the pharmacy? I wonder what it would take for you to take out your cock and let me use my feet to supply you with the necessary friction to get you off,” I said as I saw him swallow. I looked to see that the young man that had taken an interest was trying to be nonchalant but not being very successful at it. It was a good thing that his date was preoccupied with her phone.
“I’m supposed to be acting like a gentleman and you’re not giving me any reason to give a damn what other people think. The fire that consumes me is because of you. I don’t mind that we can’t do anything when we’re underneath the same roof with my siblings. We are going to have to put up a good front and show the kind of affection that comes from a relationship that is born of trust and honesty. If you can’t control yourself after kissing me and letting me maul you in front of my brothers and sister then that’s on you and not me,” He said as we were playing this game and trying to figure out who was going to come out on top.
The words that Jackson said to me echoed in my ears about how I should just take what I wanted and leave him with a stunned look on his face. The idea of making him into a night time snack and using his body to secure my orgasm was not out of the realm of possibility.
I had a hold of that sausage and I dipped into the cream sauce to give it the appearance of something more lifelike. I wanted to wrap my lips around something more fulfilling to my libido. I sucked on the end and swirled my tongue around and around. He was watching me and so was the captive audience of one that seemed more interest in what I was doing than what his date was currently talking about. He couldn’t have been more than 25 with a mane of black hair that rolled in waves down over his shoulders.
“I’ve done what you have asked and maybe you can stop what you’re doing long enough to do what you said that you were going to,” He said hanging on my every movement as I dipped the sausage into my mouth and let it slide into the back of my throat. I nudged it at the entrance. I stared at both interested parties and then made the whole thing disappear. It came back out without me even showing the least bit restraint.
The guy that had witnessed this spectacle had excused himself from the table. He moved quite quickly toward where the bathrooms were. I knew exactly what he was going to do to relieve him of the frustration of what I put him through. I was on the precipice of going after him and watching as he brought himself that pleasure by his own hand. I would have done that, except for the fact that my feet were now stretched across and hidden from the tablecloth.
“I told you exactly what I was going to do and the one thing that you should know by now is that I’m a woman of my word. I have you right where I want you. It seems only fair that I should take a bit of the control out of your hands. You seem a little bit too smug for my liking. You thought that bringing me here was a good way to seduce me with the food before you announced this little proposal of yours. I know exactly what the menu says and the price of the food is not located anywhere on the menu. That only comes from high-end places that don’t take into consideration the worry that some people might feel about throwing down their hard earned cash,” I said with my feet now clamped around him in the seductive movement that had him dripping over my toes.
“I only thought that I was in control, but you’ve always had me crawling on my hands and knees. There’s no other woman that I would want to introduce to my siblings than you. There’s a real connection between you and I. I would like to further my own cause by using that connection to make my siblings see that I have every intention of following through with our father’s wishes. I love the way that you do that with your feet. I didn’t even know that I was into this kind of fetish, but I can tell you that I can definitely see myself wanting to do this again,” He said while shifting in his seat with his hips moving back and forth using the enclosed space of my 2-feet pushed together to give him a nice incentive to shower me with his devotion.
“You make me feel alive, Drake and that’s very rare. I thought that I was destined to be a Dr., but I’m not sure that medicine is my calling. I can do it and probably make a damn good living, but it’s not where my passion is. You know that my interest is in acting and you have laid this interesting role in my lap thinking that I’m going to grab onto it like a salivating dog,” I said while picking up the pace with my feet gliding up and down his hot and slippery shaft.
“You can’t blame me for thinking that you would be a perfect fit. They won’t even know what hit them when they meet you in person for the first time. They think that being rich gives them the right to look down on others. I’ve never sh
ared that sentiment and I don’t want anything to do with shacking up with someone because they are looking to get ahead. I want a woman that is going to be there for me and not for the money that will ultimately land in their pocket. I don’t mind rewarding you for your time. You’ve certainly given me a lot to think about by taking this approach,” Drake said as the dessert was served.
I never thought anything could rival sex, but this dessert was right up there with a toe curling experience. There was the added bonus of stroking him with my feet. The intoxicating warmth that touched my feet was causing me to wonder how it would feel to let him slide between my thighs until there was no stopping the freight train that was going to draw out several moans of encouragement from my lips.
“I’ve never had an experience like this before and I doubt that anything will come close to it ever again. This dessert is to die for and playing with you with my feet is only making it that much more delicious. I do have a request and I want you to let me know when it’s time. If you can do that and stop yourself from boiling over with excitement then you’ll have yourself a fake marriage on paper. Just how long am I supposed to stay married to you? Will it be a year or five years or the rest of my life?” I asked him as he grunted with hunger. I’d given him a reason to consume the whole thing out of desperation to get me to take him all the way there.
“You do have an inquiring mind and I have to respect the fact that you want to ask questions to make things perfectly clear. We can discuss the longevity of the union. I will let you know when it is about to happen. It’s not going to take very much and this dessert is like a powerful aphrodisiac that is going straight to my crotch,” Drake said as he had lost his concentration on what he was doing with his big toe on the inside of my thigh. It suddenly appeared once again and this time he was pushing at the crotch of my panties to get it out of the way. I tried to prevent him, but he was quite adamant and wasn’t about to take no for an answer.
The guy that had gone to the bathroom returned with his girl talking incessantly on the phone which was bad manners in my opinion. He looked over, smiled and let me know that his excitement had already come and gone. I didn’t want that to be the end of it. There was something satisfying about making two men into my sexual puppets for my own amusement. I smiled at him, and then I bunched my hand together on the tablecloth and began to the draw it up to give him a better view of what was going on underneath the table.
“You thought that I forgot. I let you distract me for the time being, but now I am in the same place that you are. You’re perilously close to changing the dynamics between us,” Drake said with his eyes half closed while digging into that dessert that was only compounding the issue.
There was no way that his date could see what we were doing underneath the table from her angle. That wasn’t the same with him. He watched kind of confused and then the realization of what he was seeing came to him with his eyes bugging out of his skull. He pulled at his collar, loosening his tie, but there was no way that he could stop watching the playful exchange between two would-be lovers.
“Oh, my god…you just put your big toe inside me. You’re playing with a woman that has never gone out of your comfort zone. This is more than I bargained for and I think I like it.” I said as I pushed forward just a little bit more so that what he was doing was causing me to lick my lips in a salacious fashion that had him almost spilling what was building up inside.
“I know what you’re doing and I have to admit that it’s quite exciting to see you playing this part of a vixen. You need to bottle this and bring it with you when we go to the estate in less than a week. I’m going to start to lay the groundwork with my siblings a little more than what I have already done by mentioning you. They need to know my feelings are genuine. I need to give them a reason to think that I’m head over heels in love with you. By the way, what you’re doing is certainly helping to cement that feeling,” Drake said as he was now darting that toe in and out of me before retrieving it from the hot recesses of my hole long enough to circle my clit with his glistening digit.
“I’m just doing this to make sure that you realize that I’m not a pushover. I’m not just going to do what I’m told. There’s really no telling what I’m going to do next. You and your siblings may have bitten off more than you can handle, but only time will tell if that is the case. Fuck… Faster…rub it a little faster and I swear that you will witness something of a woman going out of her mind,” I said not knowing what he was going to do or how he was going to get me there. The only thing that I knew was that we were both stepping closer to the edge and there was no stopping the momentum as it began to climb ever higher.
“I love the look on your face and there’s nothing more precious than seeing a woman in the throes of passion. That moment where you know it’s about to happen is hard to ignore,” Drake said as I turned my attention to the young man who had done the brazen thing of taking his own cock out to be admired.
He had his side of the tablecloth up far enough that I could see every vein crisscrossing over the platform of his excitement. He may have relieved himself already, but that didn’t stop him from finding a reason to become ramrod stiff and ready for more. He was nodding his head, but I don’t think that he was listening to a word of what his date said to him. He was pretending to be a listener and that might get him a lot more than just a chaste kiss on the lips on the way home.
Drake took the last bite of his dessert and the liquor was certainly playing a part in the way that I was letting my body do the talking for me. The last bite that he took was soon followed by his shaft throbbing and that vein was pronounced in such a way that it felt like it was thumping a beat against my toes.
“I’m going to…going to make a mess all over your feet. I never thought that I would make that statement in my lifetime. I’m almost there… Oh, god… I can’t stop it,” He was losing the fight and his resolve was falling apart like that of a house of cards.
“You may not be able to stop it…but I can,” I said with my mouth dry and grabbing onto the wine glass to satisfy my longing for something more than the touch of the grape touching my lips.
I stopped all movement while grinding my pussy against the invading presence of that hard and quite determined toe. That toe had me gripping the table and holding my tongue. I had this express purpose that I was not going to make a scene. The table shook with my whole body following suit. He thought that he was going to join me, but I had squeezed off the flow and waited until he was suitably composed.
Chapter 6
It took me a few moments to sit still. I saw in Drake’s eyes that he wasn’t able to reach his own personal release. The guy that had been watching did not have that same problem. He had grabbed a napkin at the precise moment of his ejection from the cockpit. He shifted into a higher gear and dumped whatever was currently building in his balls into something of an inanimate object.
“I thought this was a partnership. You stopped me from getting there. You allowed yourself to be thrown into a climax that had me wishing that I could join you simultaneously. I don’t know why you did that, but I hope that you have a reasonable explanation,” Drake said as the moment passed and his enlarged condition was now returning to a state of normalcy.
The poor guy that had been watching was flushed and the girl had taken an interest thinking that he was coming down with something. She was playing the nightingale, dabbing at his sweat soaked forehead and his hair now matted with perspiration from giving himself the kind of pleasure that could only come from his own hand. It was interesting to drop the pretense and let that fire consume me until it was blazing out of control.
“I’ve learned from personal experience that it’s better to let a man simmer before giving him exactly what he wants. That was a mere taste of what you might be putting yourself through by having me in the same bedroom. You have gotten the wrong impression of me. I don’t sleep with virtual strangers, although there is a part of me that thinks that we have k
nown each other all of our lives. It’s like we were destined to meet over and over like star-crossed lovers. With that being said, I want you to want me and show that desperation in your eyes when we are all over each other,” I said explaining my actions and not quite sure if he believed the tripe that was coming out of my mouth.
The guy that had gone for that ride with me was receiving the check. He walked by with his date looking concerned. She was most likely going to take him home to tuck him into bed. I had to wonder how that was going to end. The scenario in my head had them twisting in the sheets with her having no idea that I was responsible for his need to have her at any cost. I had stirred the pot. It was a recipe that was tried and true. I’d turned him on and then sent him into another woman’s arms. She had me to thank for the stamina that was going to have him looking like superman in his prime.
