written by Trampling Queen
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Last afternoon, the weather was pleasant and warm. My wife decided to enjoy the sun on our balcony, sitting with a book in a folding chair. She wanted to keep her feet off the hard floor, and she asked me to lie down on the floor below her. I complied and waited for her to place her feet on me.
She opened her book and lifted her feet onto me. Her right foot landed on my cheek, and her left foot rested on my chest, just below my neck. It was a hot day, and she had been shopping in town with her friends earlier. She had only recently removed her shoes, which were All-Star Converse, and her feet were sweaty and slightly dirty. But she didn’t mind, and I had to turn my face away from the sole of her right foot before it could settle on my left cheek.