Wifey Em's An Angel

This is a true story and my first crack at writing anything this.   I hope you like it.  Part 1 is true story.   Part 2 includes a little creative license ;)   

My beautiful wife and I have been together for a long time, multiple presidential terms… haha.    She's a terrific woman,  selfless, cute, funny as fuck, hot body that she takes care of.    We have kind of a routine during the week most days that involves finishing the day on the couch with her kicking her feet up on my lap and wiggling her cute feet.  It means, 'my shoes are still on'.    She knows I love her feet, it's no mystery,  Ive told her, and the way I treat them leaves little  question about just how much I love her feet.  Her accommodation of my weird little quirks, like this one, are one reason I love her so much.    Here's how one evening played out....

Part 1, …  love getting home from work.

I walked in the door about 7PM from work as usual and Em is in the kitchen wearing a cute apron and fussing over our dinner.  I smile as she looks up,  'Hi babe',...'Hi' she returns with a smile of her own.   And then as she steps around the corner of the counter I see she's wearing these cute little Korean leather shoes I bought her a couple years back and my smile turns in a soft grunt.    I love those shoes, not just because they look cute as hell on her, but what they do to her feet.  She wears them shoes with these very thin cotton stocking socks.  Im sure there's a name for them but no idea what they are called.  I do love them tho.  They are one step from a bare foot.  Maybe even better because they trap and hold a little moisture and all the delicious smells and tastes of her sexy feet.   So hot.   Sometimes when I bring them to my face its an out of body experience,  my eyes close,  my heartbeat rises, my cock swells,... but Im getting ahead of myself.  I walk over to her and give her a soft kiss on the lips,  she returns the kiss, a little wet with half opened mouth.    Mmmmm  I grunt again.   She smiles and I whisper,  'them shoes'.  She kisses me again and says softly,  'some knucklehead got them for me'.    The fully leather wrap around one piece construction of them little shoes traps all the delicious moisture and smells inside,  all day,  like a pent up present for me to unwrap, when its time.  The anticipation raises my heart rate and makes me breath a little funny, almost but not quite broken gasps, blood flow finding some new directions momentarily.

It was a warm evening,  there was a little sweat dripping from her brow and her forehead had tiny little wet beads forming.  I picked up the kitchen towel and dabbed her forehead.   "Thanks" she smiled.    We had  a delicious meal,  something new from a cookbook she just picked up.    For me,  smells are a life force.   All kinds of smells,  food,  earth,  sex.    If I lost my sense of smell I can't even begin to imagine what that would be like or if that vacant life would even be worth living.   The smell when it starts raining, fresh big fat new raindrops hitting the damp earth.   The smell of a delicious meal, the intertwined tangy scent of the raspberry vinaigrette and blue cheese crumbles wafting up from the salad bowl.  Its heady.  Its sexual.   All the nonsense and bullshit stresses from the workday melted away as we enjoyed this delicious meal together and made small talk about this and that.    The soft sounds of our talk and eating only interrupted by our crazy dog staring up at us and occasionally whimpering for a morsel.   We spoil him the little bastard.

After dinner we cleaned up the kitchen together,  poured a drink and plopped on the couch.    She immediately put both feet in my lap, wiggled her feet and smiled.  God bless her I thought,  she really knows how to push all the right buttons.    Already the intoxicating smell of her feet and shoes was making me dizzy.   I slowly pulled the lace on one shoe, opened up the tongue and slipped her shoe off.  The thin stocking sock underneath was damp with the days sweat,  The earthy pungent scent hit me like an orgasm.   I let out a soft moan.  She smiled again and I ran 4 fingers slowly up and down the sole of her foot before I raised her damp foot to my face and slowly kissed the same spot I was just rubbing.  I kissed slowly and wetly up her sole until I reached the ball of her foot, then I pressed my nose into the soft folds at the base of her toes.   Oh my God the scent forced my eyes closed,  so unbelievably erotic, musky, slightly sharp and vinegary.  Intoxicating,  She giggled a little.  With my hand on her heal I put my finger into the top of her sock and slowly peeled it back off her foot, my nose still at her toes.  Heel first,  lingering with my hand now on her damp bare skin.   I pulled my face back just enough to pop the sock fully off then replaced my mouth and nose right back where it was.    The wetness of her foot on my lips and open mouth,   the smells and flavors completely filling my senses and sending me into an erotic celestial spin.  Glorious.  Absolutely insane.   At this point my mouth is at the ball of her foot, I open my mouth wider and give her a wet kiss,  tongue licking little circles at the top of her arch.  The sharp salty vinegar twang making my mouth instantly drench in my own warm saliva.      I move down an inch and repeat,.. mmmm,  and again,  slowly working my way down until Im at her heel.  Her entire soft arch is now wet with my saliva.   The salty tangy scents and tastes of her foot transferred onto my mouth and face.  She likes the arch kisses especially,  letting out little whimpers of pleasure as I spoil her feet.  I lay her bare wet foot softly in my lap,  she scoots it over a couple inches until the sole of her foot is pressing along the full length of my now throbbing cock.   Its stone quiet.   I go to work on her other foot...

Part 2...  things get a little wet.

... so there we are.   On the couch,  the sole of her foot that I just got wet with my kisses rubbing slowly back and forth on my throbbing and aching cock through my lounge pants, commando.   My face wet from her foot,  with all the tastes and smells transferred from her foot to my mouth and beard.    Every breath is heaven, musky,  tangy,  sharp,  perfectly cheesy and stinky,  erupting into my senses,  my tongue reaching out little by little to taste the vinegary tang off my lips and moustache.   My eyes are closed,  my cock is on fire,  throbbing hard,  shiny mushroom head purple and throbbing.   Her foot still pressing and rubbing slowly.  I reach down and pull the waistband of my lounge pants under my tight horny as fuck ballsack.  7.5” throbbing cock on full display.  Em cracks up and wraps her toes around the top of my cock.  Its wet and slippery from my precum,  her toes slide around in my warm man juice.    She picks her foot up and puts it up to my face,  "whats this" she says with a smile.   "ahaha,.. oh you trying to feed me?",  "mmhmm" she says.   I take her foot and plunge it deep in my mouth, every toe, right up to the ball of her foot,  probing my tongue slowly between every toe, delirious with the taste of my precum mixed with her foot funk.   When her foot is thoroughly clean she puts it back on my cock,  wrapping her wet toes again around the top of my cock where a fresh trail of slippery clear juice mingles with the saliva on her foot.   Now its really wet, slippery and moving faster around the straining and aching head.  I squint a strained focus for a moment and see her hand in her pants and a hot rhythm going, faint sounds of wet fingering.   'Ohhhh yes' I think.   Completely out of body at this point I frantically pull the shoe and sock off her other foot, and raise it to my mouth.   mmmmmFUUUUCK!!!!!!!  Fresh, warm, musky, funky sweat.   Its no holds barred at this point.  Im licking furiously,  from her heal up the curve of her beautiful sole to her toes and back again.   Plunging my tongue in and out of the crevices between her toes.   The salty funky earthy tangyness completely intoxicating.   She see's me about to lose it and speeds up the rubbing of her wet clit and slippery precum covered foot.  Over and around my purple aching cock head, circles, in a perfect rhythm.   Thats it, Im there, I explode.  Cum spurting up and hitting her in the foot and on my face.  "UH OH" she jumps a little, and wraps her toes around the top of my spurting cock laughing.  I keep cumming, the foot at my cock is now completely coated in hot  creamy milky cum,  squirting up through her toes and dribbling back down the top of her foot.  The foot at my mouth has 2 trails of cum dripping down her sole and off the back of her heal.   The smells of her cum covered feet hit me like bricks to the forehead, my vision narrows and the room goes a little black momentarily.   Im so drained and sensitive at this point I reach down with one hand and stop her foot from moving on my cock.     Things are quiet and very still for a moment,  and really wet.   She laughs and says "Youve made a mess of my feet hun,   I think you should clean them up, starting with this one"  and she moves the foot with her toes at my mouth higher so the dripping sole and heal are at my mouth.   No reply is required as my mouth opens around her foot and my tongue presses flat against her incredible soft sole.