Before I get into my pervy ways, let me give you the legitimate origin story. My wife used to be the executive director of a business. Due to the nature of the business, the corporate culture was very informal. They used to keep alcohol on site and hang out after hours. My wife always dressed in business casual to more formal dresses and suits. Almost invariably, she loved wearing heels and was well known for her love of shoes. But most of the time she would kick off the heels whenever possible and prance about the office barefooted. She had been know to get pedicures with several of her associates. Thus, her extremely ticklish feet were the organization’s worst kept secret. She worked very closely with two coworkers, one male and one female. The female was a blonde firecracker. Rough around the edges, yet with an air of competence and class. She was capable of being inappropriate in all matters, but sexually inappropriate comments were her forte. Primarily because of my wife’s eroticly embarrassed reactions. The other male was a nice guy. Pretty athletic and charming. He was having an affair with said blonde firecracker. Between the affair, and lesbian jokes, and the heavily flowing after hours booze, there was a significant amount of sexual tension. Plus, Firecracker Blonde knew way too much about our relationship. Including but not exclusive to my kinks, our sex life, and whenever we fought. And Firecracker Blonde was most definitely manipulative and loved creating drama in others relationships. Particularly when it benefits her end.
I feel absolutely confident my wife was tickled at her workplace. What isn’t clear is how many different people did it on how many different occasions. My wife’s stories about the tickling at that workplace vary. I’ve heard some that I believe are true, and I have heard some that sincerely sound embellished for my benefit. But I did hear, with my own ears on more than one occasion, firecracker blonde mentioning my wife’s prodigious and wellknown ticklishness to third parties. In my presence.
My wife’s office faced the back of an office park. It had a large window with a view of a parking lot and grassy area with a pond. Next to that window was an exit door, with a set of steps. This is where they all used to hang out at the end of the day to enjoy beverages and smoke. My wife claims that’s where a lot of the tickling happened, because end of day, shoes off, feet hanging off the sides of stairs, etc.
Here’s where the fantasy begins. My wife is finishing up a late night at the office. The night before we had a disagreement and we are on very poor terms. Being in no rush to come home, she decides to have a “a meeting on the back porch”. They are all 3 sitting out there with maybe one or two more associates. Cocktails have been poured and they are on their second round. My wife is barefoot and her feet become the topic of conversation. Firecracker blonde, of course, brings up this topic. She was privy to our fight and was stirring the pot at my expense. They all take turns complimenting her feet. Then firecracker blonde then encourages everyone to take turns tickling her feet. Being that firecracker blonde had a great deal of influence over my wife, my wife plays along and submits to the tickles, with halfhearted protests. My wife was mad at me and this was her way of providing my comeuppance. This goes on for an unusually long time and began to border on inappropriate, even in this relaxed environment.
And I’m forced to see and hear all of it, because I’m in a close yet clandestine parked car. I’m stuck because I can’t leave for fear she will see me. So I have to hear and watch all of this.
More drinks flow and eventually the tipsy trio are all that is left at the office. Again, I here her say that she’s in no hurry to go home, because of our fight. Firecracker blonde suggests they should all have to continue the party inside or go home. They walk inside and for a minute the main light in my wife’s office goes off. I think it’s my opportunity to flee the scene. Waiting just a little bit longer, I see movement on the open drapes. And then a smaller but bright desk lamp comes on and warmly lights the office. I see my wife and the guy sit down on opposite ends of the couch in her office. Firecracker blonde sits down in the swivel executive desk chair at my wife’s desk.
Against my better judgement, I decide not to leave.
And even further against my better judgement, I sneak closer so I can clearly hear and see what’s happening.The window is at such a perfect angle that I can see in perfectly without them seeing me.
My wife who had previously been barefoot had put her shoes back, on the premise she may go home. But settling back in to the couch, my wife kicked off her heels again with a resounding hollow click. She drew her legs up on to the couch with her feet now tucked to her side, but also overlapping the unoccupied middle sofa cushion. Firecracker blonde reaches into the top corner drawer of my wife’s desk. The same desk and the same drawer where firecracker blonde knows that moisturizing lotion is kept. She throws the travel size bottle to the guy at the other end of the couch and instructs him to massage my wife’s feet. She protested, and proclaimed “You’re going to get me in trouble!” She said it wasn’t necessary, but between our fight and a few drinks, she acquiesces and places her feet in the guys lap. He proceeds to give her an uncomfortably erotic and ticklish foot massage. Some of it is unbearably ticklish. And when she says she can’t handle it, firecracker blonde chides her ticklishness and tells her to stay the course. So she does. And the massage begins to be more erotic than ticklish, yet never completely non-ticklish. All the while Firecracker Blonde just watches and supervises, with her feet propped on my wife’s desk.
Eventually, this turns into a pretty vigorous three way, with my wife being the source of receiving all the pleasure. Of course there is F/F and M/F footworship. After she has numerous devastating orgasms, she needs to deliver some pleasure as well. And she aggressively gives pleasure, alternating between co-workers. All while my wife is still being pleasured by the remaining coworker. Of course interspersed through this entire rendezvous is playful or overstimulating F/F, M/F, and MF/F tickling performed on my wife.
The hot part of all of this is my wife receiving the stimulation.
All. While. I’m. Outside. Watching.
