Abbie gets a little foot friendly with Jake

The waiter arrived, delivering the appetizers and two fresh green salads. However, even after delivering her token to Jake, Abbie didn't remove her foot from his lap. Abbie wondered how often people did this sort of thing in restaurants, and whether the wait staff ever knew about it.

Jake stuck a fork in a piece of the coxinha, but Abbie used precisely that moment to press her toes onto his crotch. She wasn't wearing any stockings or leggings, and she enjoyed the feeling of his pants under her toes. As she wiggled along his crotch, she took a small bite of the feijoada, and looked straight at Jake.

"Mm," Jake mumbled. It was unclear if he was talking about the food or the foot.

"I agree," smiled Abbie. She continued to slowly wiggle her toes on him as she ate. She traced a line down the inside of his leg, then back to the middle, down the other leg, and back again.

Jake was leaning over his plate as he ate, so he couldn't see her foot. After a bite, he casually dabbed his face with his napkin, leaned back in his chair, and glanced down. He brought his eyes back up to Abbie, who perked up with a smile and winked at him. He looked down at his crotch again, and she wiggled her toes as if to say hello. He felt his cock twitch a little bit, and sighed.

He scooted his chair back in again, but reached his left hand under the table. He took another bite of an appetizer (holding his fork in his right hand), but with his left, gently touched Abbie's foot. He very lightly stroked the top of her foot where her skin was most sensitive. He watched her face and saw her breath become more staggered.

She leaned back a bit in her chair, both due to the increased pleasure of Jake touching her and to get a better angle with her leg. Her dress was cut very low, and Jake found the front of the dress and the partial reveal of her cleavage and inner sides of her breasts to be very sexy. Between the feeling of her toes on him, his fingers on her foot and ankle, and looking at her body in that dress, he felt himself starting to get hard again.

With the edges of his fingernails, Jake slowly dragged his hand along the side of Abbie's foot, around her ankle, and then turned his hand to take her lower calf in his palm. He loved the smooth feeling of her skin against his hand. He slid his hand down toward her foot again, feeling her heel and sole.

Abbie wiggled a little in her chair. His touch on her foot and leg was electrifying. She returned the favor by working her toes onto his dick again, and recognized that he was getting harder still.

Jake let go of her foot for a moment, and slowly lowered the zipper of his pants. He reached in, poked his fingers through the opening in his underwear, and pulled his cock out. He pressed it against Abbie's toes, and watched her for a reaction.

Abbie took a sharp breath, her eyes widening. "Right here?" she whispered at him, astonished.

Everything was hidden by the tablecloth, so unless he had to stand up suddenly, all of this was solely for Abbie's benefit. And his, of course. "Yeah, right here. Do you want that?"

Abbie took another breath, and Jake watched the front of her dress rise and fall, her breasts almost quivering as she thought about it. "Yes -- and also, wow."