28-06-2020, 11:50 AM
I’m an Associate Professor in a well-known business college in Karachi (Pakistan). I am 39 year old, married; my wife, Rozi (short for Rozina) is a year older than me (something which is fairly uncommon in our culture). She is a double masters in English and used to teach in a college before we had our son , and she decided to become a housewife rather than a working mother. Rozi’s marriage to me was the result of a love affair and despite a glitch or two, we have been happily married.
Rozi, while not exceptionally beautiful, was always pretty and at 40, is still attractive enough to turn heads and earn looks by men half her age. She’s put on a little bit of weight (which actually becomes her as she was very thin when she got married to me), particularly on her butt (which I find extremely sexy, though she doesn’t agree with me there). Apart from her full, round hips, she’s got nice breasts, sizeable enough to be noticeable with out being exceptionally big (I’ve never liked those “monster breasts” anyway), a nice complexion, very smooth and flawless skin, a round face with short-cropped hair, a beautiful smile with white and even teeth, and lovely eyes. Maybe I’m biased, but that’s the way I see my darling. Oh, and lest I forget, she’s got very pretty hands, feet and ankles. I simply love it when she wears trousers (not as in pants – Paksitani style as culets) that end above the ankle, a little below the knee. Especially when she wears them with sandals having straps tied to the ankles. I have something of a foot fetish, I admit.
Foot fetish is not the only sexual fantasy that I have though. Foot fetish is something one can talk about and even indulge in quiet frankly with one’s wife, something I’ve almost always done as part of our foreplay. There are darker, more perverted aspects to my sexual orientation. One of which is to see my wife exposing herself in front of other men. This is, of course, something, I’d never told her till the incident occurred which I’m about to narrate. Nevertheless, I’d always given very subtle hints. Like encouraging her to wear low necklines as much as possible, wearing skin-tight shirts etc.
Rozi, while not exceptionally beautiful, was always pretty and at 40, is still attractive enough to turn heads and earn looks by men half her age. She’s put on a little bit of weight (which actually becomes her as she was very thin when she got married to me), particularly on her butt (which I find extremely sexy, though she doesn’t agree with me there). Apart from her full, round hips, she’s got nice breasts, sizeable enough to be noticeable with out being exceptionally big (I’ve never liked those “monster breasts” anyway), a nice complexion, very smooth and flawless skin, a round face with short-cropped hair, a beautiful smile with white and even teeth, and lovely eyes. Maybe I’m biased, but that’s the way I see my darling. Oh, and lest I forget, she’s got very pretty hands, feet and ankles. I simply love it when she wears trousers (not as in pants – Paksitani style as culets) that end above the ankle, a little below the knee. Especially when she wears them with sandals having straps tied to the ankles. I have something of a foot fetish, I admit.
Foot fetish is not the only sexual fantasy that I have though. Foot fetish is something one can talk about and even indulge in quiet frankly with one’s wife, something I’ve almost always done as part of our foreplay. There are darker, more perverted aspects to my sexual orientation. One of which is to see my wife exposing herself in front of other men. This is, of course, something, I’d never told her till the incident occurred which I’m about to narrate. Nevertheless, I’d always given very subtle hints. Like encouraging her to wear low necklines as much as possible, wearing skin-tight shirts etc.
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