It's not very often that Lacey will accompany me on one of these out-of-town business ventures, but it had been a couple years, and we needed a "vacation" of sorts. If nothing else, she could work on her tan down by the hotel pool tomorrow while I would be busy rubbing elbows with the big-wigs and praying to God that this deal could go through...
I was too busy mentally crunching numbers our whole three-and-a-half-hour ride out here that I didn't pay much attention to how Lacey dressed for the trip. But strangely, once we walked into our room, it was like a blindfold was pulled off of my eyes, and I was finally able to visually soak in her scantily-clad, barefoot-everywhere glory...
"Looks like somebody woke up!" Lacey mused, gesturing at my...well...gesturing down there...
"Damn Baby..." I stammered, my mouth as dry as sand. What can I say? Lacey always has that effect on me; a 50 year old fart like me somehow having the vitality of an 18 year old all over again?
Maybe it was magic of some kind...I don't know...I probably shouldn't over-analyze it.
She didn't say anything...she just knew that look I apparently had all over my face, and off came what little bit of clothing she bothered to put on...
"There's a shade we could pull..." I mumbled, and pointed in that direction.
"Let 'em watch...(eff) 'em..." Lacey giggled and shrugged dismissively.
This chick was nuts...A LOT more brazen than I could ever be, but then, they do say opposites attract...
"I wanna...I wanna..." I tripped over my own tongue as I totally forgot how to unbuckle my own pants, my heart pounding like a jackhammer.
"You say you wanna suck my toes foot-boy?" Lacey purred as she locked eyes with me "Don't just stand there and blush about it...go ahead. You already know I love it..."
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The world around me dissolved into nothingness as I took her naked foot in my hand...the luggage in the car...the meetings tomorrow...the possibility of eyes outside...it all meant less than nothing to me as her warm toes went into my mouth one by one. Trailing my tongue down her sole, and along her heel, I looked up to see Lacey's whole body very openly tingling. Touching her feet was equivalent to lighting a fuse to an entire box of fireworks.
This was already a trip worth remembering, and we had only checked-in the hotel a few minutes ago!
What a woman...what feet...and I had a feeling things would only get hotter and hotter from here.