He wanted to impress her on this first date. She was not only beautiful, but also elegant. She seemed so refined and proper. He wasn't sure he could be what she expected. Like a complete gentleman, he took her coat, pulled out her chair and ordered an expensive wine. Polite conversation resulted. He also caught her giving him some enticing smiles over her wine glass. It seemed to be going well. They ordered and returned to pleasant conversation.

As they were enjoying the appetizer, he moved his foot. "Oh God! I accidentally kicked her," he thought as he felt his foot hit hers. "Oh, I'm so sorry," he stammered. "It's perfectly fine," she said. He thought she winked. "Did she? Am I imagining it?" he thought. In a split second, he realized he had not imagined anything. He felt her bare foot sliding up his leg. "Hello," he said awkwardly. She giggled. "You're cute. Do you know that?" she asked. "Uh, thank you," he answered. "I think you're a gentleman too." Again, he thanked her, as he sat up straight. He couldn't help it. Her foot was now up to his thigh, rubbing the inside. "Oh God," he thought. "She's going to do it. She's going to stroke my cock with her foot!"

"How does that feel?" she queried. "Very nice," he said in a quivering voice. "Good," she responded and brought her other foot up to his cock. She rubbed his swollen cock slowly, in long strokes. He felt as if his hard penis would rip through his pants. "Uh, if you keep doing that, I'm going to cum," he whispered across the table. After taking a long sip from her wineglass, she simply smiled. Looking straight into his eyes, she began stroking harder. She gripped his cock between her big toes and the next toe on each foot. He'd never felt anything like it. The strength of her toes, the fabric of his underpants and the pre-cum oozing from his cock. He arched his back. In a panic, he looked around to see if anyone was watching. Oh God. Someone was. It was another woman, slightly older and incredibly beautiful. She was sitting with a man; however, his back was to them. The woman, however, had a perfect view. "What's wrong, sweetie?" she asked in a sultry voice. "You worried someone will see you being such a BAD boy?" With that, she began stroking his cock even faster. He knew he would burst, but he wasn't prepared for what she did next. She slid one foot behind his balls, while the other continued stroking. He jolted upward in his seat and let out a moan through clenched teeth. He was close. He tried to hold back, but then, she leaned across the table ever so slightly and whispered, "Be a good boy and come for me. You can do it, Baby. Just let it go. I'm going to count down from five...four...three...two...ONE. Cum for me. Cum for me right now."

He let out a loud groan as he shot a huge load. She smiled as she slipped her shoes back on and returned to her food, as if nothing had happened. He slumped in his chair as he tried to catch his breath. He could see the woman at the other table out of the corner of his eye. She wore a huge grin. The waitress came over. "Is everything alright here, sir?" He tried to speak but could only emit a small grunt. His date looked at the waitress and said, "Everything is perfect, thank you!" He took a long drink of wine. Clumsily, he knocked his napkin on the floor. He bent over to pick it up and noticed she wasn't wearing panties. Spreading her legs to give him a perfect view, she said to the waitress, "We're ready for the check please." "Oh, okay," she responded. "Are you sure you had enough?" He looked at the young waitress through glazed eyes. "Oh, yes. I'm sure." As the waitress left to prepare their check, he glanced at the spying woman at the other table. She was smiling as her bare foot crawled up her man's leg.