A Bold Encounter by the Pool

Misty was lying out by the pool, soaking up the sun, when she noticed something unusual. There, in the bushes, was a man watching her intently. She recognized him as her neighbor. Instead of being upset, Misty was intrigued. There was something bold and daring about his actions that sparked a unexpected reaction within her.

She watched as he touched himself to her, his actions clear and unapologetic. Misty played coy, pretending to be unaware of his presence, but secretly, she was getting off on his ministrations. She let him approach, let him take her feet in his hands. He slid his wet fingers between her digits, stretching them wide, and Misty imagined him fingering her in other, more intimate places.

Her neighbor, emboldened by her lack of protest, asked if she would make his dirty fantasy come true. He wanted to have some foot sex with her, right there in broad daylight at the community pool. Misty, caught up in the heat of the moment, agreed.

There was a thrill to it, a naughty excitement that Misty couldn’t deny. They went at it like rabbits, out in the open, the risk of being caught adding to the excitement. When he finally reached his climax, he did so on her outstretched feet, right by the water, marking the end of their bold, daring encounter.