Fondle Maria in an unexpected way

Oz kept staring at Maria while he slowly lifted his foot out of his shoes and then moved it towards her shins. He touched her with his toes slightly and Maria winced at the sensation, but kept eating as if nothing had happened. The thick wooden table was perfectly covering up anything that happened below so Oz continued to move up towards her thighs, then rubbed his foot against her inner thighs slightly.

Maria forcefully flexed both of her legs together and squeezed Oz’s foot while trying to remain motionless on top. They both stopped moving and took a small bite from their food. Juan was now eating his own portion, but soon enough he noticed something amiss:

“No, bambino, no again! Eat more!” and he helped the child eat a bit more of the rice in front of her.

Oz looked up at Maria again and kept forcing his foot between her thighs. He felt the gentle flesh give in to his foot, and soon began to rub up against her crotch area. Maria was very embarrassed and she felt a certain tingling in her nether region so she slightly curled up with her upper body and blushed even harder. Oz began to rub her thighs and crotch in a slight circling motion.

“Are you okay, Maria?” Juan asked.

“I-it just the heat.” She responded in her usual way to try divert attention from anything bad happening.

Her thoughts and heart were racing as the foot’s toe seemed to wiggle around in her most sensitive parts, but she refrained from doing anything like speaking out against it. She did not want to stand up either, because the foot would quite obviously be visible then. She had no option left. Oz fully aware of her situation simply kept crawling by her soft supple flesh.

“Yes, heat a bit strong today. Do you want go inside?” Juan asked in a caring way.

“No, it fine. Just a little bad.” Maria said with her voice almost shaking, partly from shame, but also partly from pleasure.

The latter feeling was almost unexplainable to herself. ‘How could a man’s foot tickle her sexually in such a strong way?’ and ‘Why am I allowing this to happen again in front of my husband?’ but also ‘How can I let myself feel this good from it?‘ were all questions racing in her head. She tried to keep eating normally, but soon had to put her fork down. She felt too much to be able to keep holding anything in her hands normally.