So now it is another day at the conference. I had noticed Mika a couple of times in passing and we exchanged a nod and a smile. One afternoon, we were at our room doors at about the same time (wait, was she looking for me?)...and she beckoned me to come towards her. I did.
"Hey, can you help me again?" She said with a broad, giggly smile.
"Sure", I answered.
We walk into her room. She walks across the room and jumps on the bed, sitting down and kicking her shoes off at the same time. I'm dressed in a t-shirt and some long gym shorts; I was really on my way to workout. She puts her legs up on the bed and pats a space next to her with her hand. I come over to the bed and sit down. Mika puts her feet in my lap and shows off her toes. "you like?" she demurs.
What's not to like? She had a fresh pedicure. Her feet were soft; dry skin removed. Fresh pedicure. Red nail polish. Hands on her feet, I just nodded my head. She spread her toes while I fondled them, then scrunched them, then spread again. "Can you count the wrinkles on my soles???", she said. I chuckled. She was clearly asking for it this time.
I traced my index finger down the wrinkles of her sole. Sure enough, she started screaming and squirming with laughter. "Yeah!" she would cry out from time to time. "Don't stop now". So I tickled her or about 5 minutes.
This time though, I was aroused. And in my boxer shorts and gym shorts, the "tent" would be apparent soon. I adjusted by turning my back to her while I tickled. It was pretty hot. I was trying to decide whether to make a move by placing one of her feet on my junk. But (even though it was my dream and I knew I was in a dream), I was thinking that I didn't really know her, and it might be offensive to go that way. She just asked to be tickled. That's all.
But soon enough, things went a certain way. After a couple of more minutes...her leg and ankle, while squirming from the tickling...brushed up against my "stuff". She gasped a bit and tried to pull the back of my shoulder so that she could get a better look. I resisted the first time, but on the second try, I just laid back on my back. And there I was, in my shorts at full mast. "Whoa.", Mika says, "Did my feet do that? Really?"
Our eyes locked. Instead of answering, I raised her left foot to my mouth and began sucking on her toes. One at a time at first. Then several at a time. She closed her eyes and moaned. I am watching her the whole time. When I run my tongue on her arch, she giggles and smiles and moans. "shoooooooo...." she breathes, "fuuuuuucccckkkk" she whispers. The she opens her eyes, looks at me and looks at the erection in my shorts. I am now sucking on her big toe. I run my tongue under the tip of her big toenail and her eyes flutter, roll and flutter again. She bites her lip a bit...and runs her right foot and toes on my shaft.
She purses her lips and presses her foot a little firmer. Now my cock is pinned between my abs and her foot...hard...and she is moving her foot rhythmically up and down my thing. "MmmmmHmmmm" is all I can say. I still had the toes of her left foot in my mouth. "Damn", she said softly..."I think you really love my feet. Whoa". She took her left foot out of my mouth and began using both feet on my penis. That was nice. At this point, I was thinking about just pulling my shorts off. But we had a good thing going already. Best to leave well enough, alone. She would change up between using both sets of toes to using the balls of both feet, stroking my shaft at a steady rate.
After a minute, I grabbed her left foot again. I was going to suck toes again, but instead, just stroked her soles and toes softly, gently tickling this time. She caught her breath, smiled and started just giggling. She was still stroking my cock with her toes through my shorts. I don't think I could have been any harder. Another three minutes of that...and I came...nice and hard. Wet spot on my shorts now...dick still hard when I was done.
Wow.
So Mika was surprised and giggly. "Who knew?" she exclaimed, "That was fun, but I've never even heard about that before. Is that a thing?" I laughed and nodded my head. "That's a thing". She bit her lip again, shook her head softly and started looking again at the tent caused by my still erect penis.
Before another minute passes, I kind of recover. Still semi erect. I say out loud, "I actually start to wonder where else you are ticklish." Now I am standing, bent over and at her ribs and sides. She howls with laughter and squirms. In a slightly bold move, I slip my hand up her blouse just a little bit...and use my index finger to tickle the inside of her navel. She sits up now, grabbing one of my arms, eyes wide and HOWLS laughter in my face.
In fact, we are face to face now. Our eyes lock. And it is a moment. In my mind, this was the time to decide whether or not to complete the deal. We looked. But we both hesitated. And stopped. Nope. No further. It is what it is. That was done.
As my dream faded, the impression I had was that we didn't closely interact again. In the last couple of days of our conferences, she wore open toed shoes. We passed each other by a couple of times. Exchanged smiles. She would find a way to spread and flex her toes really quickly. The shake her head and smile.
The dream ends. But it was a good one.