I responded logically as well. “You’re an asshole, Dr. Phil!” and stuck my tongue out at him.
Just then Brian walked in. “I should get going and leave you two.”
“Nonsense,” Doug insisted. “It’s still early and there’s more wine to drink.” With that Doug poured Brian more wine.
“Besides,” I chimed in, “you need to give me a foot rub.” I leaned back and put my nylon clad feet in Brian’s lap. Brian smiled as he began his work in earnest.
Brian once admitted to me that has a foot fetish, and it had been a running joke with us that giving me foot rubs were better than having sex with his wife. It was probably true.
Brian also had a nylon fetish, and knew I preferred thigh highs to pantyhose. “Are those stockings or pantyhose, Ali?” He asked while massaging my feet. Brian’s flirting was on cue.
“How much is it worth to you?” I responded.
“Hmm…I’ll have to check my wallet. ” Brian smiled.
As he continued rubbing, I shifted my feet in his lap a bit and realized he had the beginnings of a nice, full erection. When Brian realized that my foot had felt his hardness, he looked at me with a concerned look in his face. I looked in his eyes and smiled, gently caressing him with my foot. Doug used the moment to excuse himself.
Within a few moments the foot massage dissolved into Brian caressing my feet while they rubbed his cock through his pants. “What about Doug?” he eventually asked.
“Shhh…just take it out for me,” I whispered.
He was frozen, afraid to move. So I sat up, shifted myself next to him, and unzipped his pants. As my hand reached inside and removed his rigid cock, I whispered in his ear “when I say take it out, I mean take it out.” I then kissed his cheek as my hand slowly and lovingly caressed his beautiful cock.
Kissing his neck as I stroked him, he began to ask “What if Doug….” I silenced him with a deep soul kiss. “Just shut up and enjoy your birthday present, Brian.”
I smiled, kissed him gently on the lips, and lowered my head to his lap. I used my tongue to bathe the head of his cock while my hand pumped the shaft. After a few moments of this treatment, I slipped my lips around the head and slid him into my mouth slowly and fully, offering a soft moan of approval. I slowly withdrew his cock and again took him deep into my mouth, sucking him hard as my fingers played with his balls.
I continued delivering my birthday present as I felt Brian’s hand slide over my ass to my nylon clad legs. Slipping beneath my dress, his hand moved upwards caressing my thigh while raising the hemline over the tops of my black thigh highs. He gasped.
At this point, I knew Brian was enjoying my stockings as much as my blowjob. As I looked up to see Brian’s face – his eyes closed in ecstasy, I saw Doug standing in the doorway sipping his wine, obviously enjoying the show as evidenced by the huge tent in his slacks.
Inspired by my husband’s voyeuristic presence, I decided to give him a good show. I pulled Brian’s cock from my mouth and gave it another hot tongue bath while staring into Doug’s eyes across the room. He smiled, squeezing his cock through his pants. I then slid Brian back into my mouth for the final stretch of his birthday blowjob.
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