My Halloween Treat
Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 10:37 pm
I went out into Birmingham last night (halloween) with a bunch of girls for a girly night out. After a few drinks in a couple of bars we made our way to a restaurant.
Now to set the scene, we were all dressed in fancy dress, mine was. as you can imagine, a naughty little devil. I wore a a tight little red tshirt, a very short red skirt and red tights with my red high heel shoes. I also had a pair of red horns to finish the overall effect.
There were six of us, all looking bloody hot i must say, and as you can imagine we were all very merry. I sat on the end of he table and at the next table was an obviously married couple, both maybe in their thirties. The man sat facing my chair and his wife had her back to me.
I sat and crossed my legs. and glanced across the table at the man. He was staring at my legs and my feet. which did look fantastic.
now after visiting this site for the past week, a lot of my time is taken up fantasising about footplay, so just for a bit of a joke, i started playing with my shoe, dangling it off my foot to see his reaction. to my amazment he stared straight at my foot, very obviously a foot player. I spent a few more minutes teasing him, rubbing my foot up and down my leg, and slipping my shoe on and off, while he spent an embarressing few minutes blushing and trying to focus on what his wife was tallking about. I loved the thrill of the naughtiness of the situation, which obviously made me tease him more and more. I could tell he was getting seriously turned on by it all.
Eventually the couple finished their meal and left the restaurant, with the husband giving me a wink on the way out.
This left me with two questons.
Are all men closet foot players?
And was the man in question from this site?
My only regret was that after spending all that time turning him on, it was his wife who was going to get the reward for it at the end of the night.
Now to set the scene, we were all dressed in fancy dress, mine was. as you can imagine, a naughty little devil. I wore a a tight little red tshirt, a very short red skirt and red tights with my red high heel shoes. I also had a pair of red horns to finish the overall effect.
There were six of us, all looking bloody hot i must say, and as you can imagine we were all very merry. I sat on the end of he table and at the next table was an obviously married couple, both maybe in their thirties. The man sat facing my chair and his wife had her back to me.
I sat and crossed my legs. and glanced across the table at the man. He was staring at my legs and my feet. which did look fantastic.
now after visiting this site for the past week, a lot of my time is taken up fantasising about footplay, so just for a bit of a joke, i started playing with my shoe, dangling it off my foot to see his reaction. to my amazment he stared straight at my foot, very obviously a foot player. I spent a few more minutes teasing him, rubbing my foot up and down my leg, and slipping my shoe on and off, while he spent an embarressing few minutes blushing and trying to focus on what his wife was tallking about. I loved the thrill of the naughtiness of the situation, which obviously made me tease him more and more. I could tell he was getting seriously turned on by it all.
Eventually the couple finished their meal and left the restaurant, with the husband giving me a wink on the way out.
This left me with two questons.
Are all men closet foot players?
And was the man in question from this site?
My only regret was that after spending all that time turning him on, it was his wife who was going to get the reward for it at the end of the night.