Heather got home late that night after the evening shift at the hospital where she worked as a nurse. The evening shift ended at midnight, by the time she got home, her husband Roger and his nephew Dan were fast asleep.
Stripping out of her uniform and depositing it in the wash, she headed for the shower, her routine after work to disinfect germs. Earlier that day she had finally fucked her husband's nephew Dan, not once, not twice, but four fucking-completely-fulfilling times.
She felt a deep contentment, as if she had found her path in life again after wandering around like a zombie the past few years. As the hot water soothed her, she laid her hands on her stomach, willing his sperm to penetrate her egg and create that spark of life that she craved for.
Her husband Roger was a fine man, somewhat old fashioned and strict, but still a dependable, loving man. However he was unable to give her the child she wanted. After trying for a few years, and with his refusal to try medical procedures, their relationship had broken down to a routine, joyless existence.
Till Dan entered their life three months ago, living with them while attending the nearby college. Till the fortuitous turn of events that led to such wonderful sex with him.
Roger was completely unaware of her affair with Dan. Heather was sure she would get pregnant this time. The tests had indicated that she was perfectly healthy, and she was still in her mid-thirties. Roger had the low sperm count. Dan was just eighteen, his sperm should be as potent as it gets. If she kept having sex with him she would definitely be with child soon.
That led her to think about Roger. He had been quite anemic about sex lately. She would have to remedy that soon to dispel any suspicion if she got pregnant. Planning her approach, she went to bed and fell asleep right away after the long day.
Heather sank into a deep and restful slumber. She dreamed of beautiful lush green fields with flowers, birds and butterflies twittering about as she glided gracefully through. She felt young and lithe, bouncing and prancing about, her feet felt incredibly light and nimble, the knots and pains from standing and walking around all day at work melting away in her dream. As she skipped along, the grass was turning soggy and she could feel her toes getting wet.
Dan woke early that morning, but stayed awake in bed. Yesterday had been the best day in his life. He had taken his Aunt Heather in a doggy pose in the kitchen, his finger inserted in her butthole as she lifted her beautiful ass up to accommodate his entry. Aaah, what bliss! His cock was straining in a rock hard, morning erection that threatened to unload itself right then and there. He made his way to the shower and erupted within seconds.
Taking his time in the shower he realized that Aunt Heather would be home alone again today. However he had to go to his classes, he'd already missed them yesterday. Maybe he could sneak in a little time with his aunt after Uncle Roger left for work and still make it to his classes.
He waited till he heard Uncle Roger leave, and then made his way to their bedroom. Aunt Heather was still fast asleep, her thighs and legs bare, the top covered in a nightshirt. He quickly took off his clothes and approached the bed, his dick attaining elevated status instantly.
Aunt Heather bare legs captivated his full attention. Her thighs were thick, yet not overly so. The calves were well shaped and her skin smooth and clean shaven. The highlight, however, were her feet. They were just the right size for her, not too large or small, with well-proportioned toes and a nice arch and heel. She had painted her toes in a dark color that looked very beautiful in contrast with her pale skin. The soles of her feet were well scrubbed and smooth, unlike the thick corns he'd seen on some women.
Dan picked one of Aunt Heather's feet and began to gently massage it, watching to see if she awoke. He used his thumb and fingers to soothe the balls of her feet. Holding her foot and caressing it was an intensely erotic experience for Dan and he laid the foot down and rubbed his throbbing dick along the foot. He massaged the other foot while watching his dick rub against her foot and toes.
He could sense a shift in Aunt Heather's breathing as she became aware of the sensations, though she was still fast asleep. She looked like she was in a happy dream. Watching her pearl-like toe nails Dan felt a sudden urge to taste them. He sucked on her big toe, moving in turn to each toe till he came to the tiny little toe.
Dan was in pleasure heaven. He had dreamed of fucking women hard and long, but he'd never imagined the pleasures of this foot fetish. He realized that he had long admired beautiful feet and hands; he'd just never imagined what to do about it. He alternated between Aunt Heather's feet, massaging and suck on one, while his raging erection sought solace with the other.
Meanwhile in Heather's dream, the grass has turned soggy and now she felt something wiggling on her feet. Almost in a panic, she awoke, and the incredulous sight of Dan sucking on her toes met her sleepy eyes. She blinked to make sure she wasn't dreaming. This was no dream! Her husband's nephew was swaying as he rubbed his thick hot meat on her other foot, and his eyes were closed as they gently sucked and nibbled on her toes. It felt really, really good.
"Dan..." she smiled. "That feels really good. Do you like my feet?"
"Yes Aunt Heather. They are the prettiest feet I've ever seen. And with the nail polish they looks really sexy."
