Rub her feet

You just smile at your wife. You promised to let her be in control, and you know that she will take advantage of it. But you also know it will be very exciting.

"Fine, baby. What do you want first: a foot rub?"

Your wife cocks her head to the side as she thinks. Then she raises her right foot from the edge of the tub and shakes it in front of your face. "Yes. I think you need to rub my feet to start making up for your selfishness earlier."

You just smile and take her foot in your hand.

Having done this so many times before, you easily get into the routine. Gently, you rub your palms and fingertips along her insteps and the sides of her feet while your thumbs dig into the pads and bases of her jubilant toes. It only takes a minute before she is into it, sighing and talking softly to you.

"My hubby is a damn good foot massages," she says in that quivering voice she makes when she is satisfied.

Well, maybe, this won't take as long as you originally thought. She seems to really be getting into it, so you believe she will soon have forgot all about your blunder earlier.

"This is just the start," she says, startling you and causing you to glance at her face.

She smiles. "I can tell that your thinking you'll be getting that big boner of yours worked on soon, but it won't be happening. You said all day, and that is what you'll be doing. Doing what I want all day."

This sounds interesting, and you feel yourself getting a little excited. Your wife can get pretty creative when she gets real horny, and she is definitely horny this morning. So as she finishes her little sermon, you just say: "All day. Not a problem."

The Mrs. nods. "Just keep rubbing until I get enough. Understand?"

For the next few minutes, you just focus on her foot, darting your fingers all over and admiring it as you rub. You have never really been a foot fetish man, but even you can appreciate that your wife has very sexy feet. Plus, when you turn to stare at your wife, you see her head peaking up over the bubbles: a look of complete satisfaction in her eyes and a smile on her lips.

Suddenly, the right foot is pulled away and the left foot raised before you.

"Do this one now," your wife states softly.

Quickly, you begin the same massage on this foot as you had the other. And it has the same affect, seeming to relax your wife. Actually, several times you think she is asleep and slow down your rubbing only to see one of her eyes open to stare at your lack of attention. When this happens, you quickly rub with more determination.

As your mind has sort of wandered to other things, your wife's voice breaks your daydreaming. But you miss what she actually says.

"Huh?" you ask.

What she says sort of surprises you.

"Suck my toes." Her voice is soft and relaxed, but eyes are very firm as she stares at you.

At your hesitation, she speaks further. "You said that you'd do whatever I needed to make me happy. So get to work."