"Lick my toes, and I'll tell you about my dinner with Mike," she said.I didn't want to hear about the dinner, and yet I did want to hear; I didn't wan...t to lick her feet, and yet I did. I was reeling from anger, jealousy, and humiliation, and yet I was trembling with sexual excitement. Rachel was transformed into a sex vixen. And I, at that moment, into a wimp. There was nowhere I would rather have been than kneeling at her feet. I licked."Mike really likes my feet, too," she said. "Did I tell. Tuesday evening I got her to tell me one of my favorite stories about a guy who tit-fucked her bare boobs in a motel room when she was in college.Her boyfriend’s parents came to visit the campus one weekend. My wife and her boyfriend had dinner with the parents on Saturday and spent the evening with them. Sunday morning she and her boyfriend went to the motel to say good-bye to the parents.My wife, sex lover that she is, had developed a plan. She told her boyfriend that the two of them should. I didnt understand until I looked down. There on the ground, were three sexy little black, red and pink thongs. I looked up and said, "Sorry," and looked away awkwardly. Then, she surprised me by laughing. "Why are you laughing?" I asked."I don't know what else to do," she responded."Haha, makes sense." Kyle, right?" Stephanie asked."Ya, and you're Stephanie?" Yup." How are you dealing with the move and everything?" I asked."Good, although I haven't made any friends yet, so it's been kinda. I really appreciate your time! No problem maam and you enjoy the rest of your evening! Will do. I shut the door behind the two men, and plopped down on the comfortable cushiony couch. I was exhausted. The past week, Ive spent all my time on unpacking, moving in small boxes, letting people in and out the house to fix this and install that, and everything in between. Im glad I dont have kids, because I dont know what energy I would have left over to move all this in. I was glad it was over! Right.