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Kayla Wears My Wife’s ShoesHow did I know Kayla? She was a girlfriend of my nephew, see a pic of her here wearing my wife’s shoes: https://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/9630706/184138154My nephew and Kayla went out for a number of years. This provided me with the opportunity to get to know her quite well. What she liked, what she didn’t like, her quirks, all stuff that I thought I would never need to know or use in the future. When they broke up it was your classic deal where they both hated each other and vowed to never speak again. It wouldn’t be for at least six or seven months after they broke up I would unknowingly run into Kayla at a local McDonalds. We said hello to each other, asked the standard questions like what’s been going on, you know crap we say when we really don’t care.As I was talking to her I just kept thinking… there were no more ties to her, could I get her to try on a pair of my wife’s shoes for my enjoyment? I was totally unprepared; I didn’t expect to see her or anyone for that matter… where was I going to get a pair of shoes? And then it dawned on me that I had my wife’s car and there might actually be a pair in there. That’s when I started to formulate the plan, first thing… get her to sit down with me. That hurdle ended up being a lot easier than I had anticipated.So as we were sitting at a table talking about all sorts of common stuff I noticed she was really fidgety, not uncomfortable fidgety but, more like constantly crossing and uncrossing her legs, I could hear her sandals making a sliding noise on the tile floor. In the back of my mind canlı kaçak iddaa I knew I had to figure out a way to use this to my advantage. So after 15 or 20 minutes I decided to just call her out about the noise of her sandals slipping and sliding on the tile floor. She laughed and said she was sorry, it’s been a habit of hers and her friends make fun of her for doing it all the time. She then she gave me a gift I thought was too good to be true… she said and I will never forget, “it’s even worse when I wear my flats, I always seem to need to take them off”. Again I went straight at her and said something stupid like I would like to see that. I remember her looking up in a thinking kind of manor and saying “I’m pretty sure I don’t have a pair of flats with me.” I was about to hopefully change that.So as all of this was going on I had learned that with Kayla trying a sneak attack wouldn’t be a good tactic. I just needed to tactfully push her along directly. So after listening to her sandals for another 5 or 10 minutes I just came right out and said I needed to see how bad she was with a pair of flats. With a smile she thought for a second and said she really didn’t think she had a pair in her car. I asked what size she is and she said a size 8 but her feet run wide. I told her to hang on as there may be a pair in my wife’s car. She retorted with a laugh, “if you find me a pair of flats, I’ll show you.” So I ran out to my wife’s car and grabbed her gym bag, as I was opening it up I had a 50/50 chance of success, and success I had, her fucking Sam & Libby tipobet flats were in the bag! My wife must have worn them to work and when she went to the gym put them in the bag.I walked back into the McDonalds and over to our table, I had the flats by the back of the heels and showed them off. Kayla smiled and started to undo the strap of her sandal. She appeared to have no issue slipping my wife’s Sam & Libby flats on, her toes went right in and with a quick crunch of her toes her heels slipped in without issue. At this point we were both looking at her feet in my wife’s shoes; she wiggled her toes in them and purposely flexed them to where her heels would pop in and out of the backs of the shoes. She commented on how soft felt and how she loved how they matched her out fit. I proceeded to sit down and we continued with our conversation.It took a few minutes but after a while her feet must have started sending signals to her brain that it was time to play. I really couldn’t see what she was doing but I could hear her slipping them on and off, all the while she was gabbing away about this and that without a care in the world. At one point she made this huge “clap” sound when one of the shoes must have fallen off her foot and hit the floor with some authority. It was then I again called her out on the activity. She laughed and said that my wife’s flats were so comfortable and soft. In a joking manor I said I needed to get a pic of her in them to show my wife, she didn’t care, so that’s exactly what I did. By this point we had been there for about tipobet giriş 45 to 50 minutes, Kayla said she needed to get going as she was on her way to the library and them ultimately to class when we ran into each other. I felt a little let down but dam did I score better than I had ever expected.So as we were about to leave Kayla looked down at her feet in my wife’s shoes, wiggled her toes and again said how much she really liked them and needed to find where my wife had bought them. I threw it out there for her to take them if she wanted but we would need to meet up in order for me to get them back. She looked at her sandals and said she may just need to take me up on that offer as her sandals where incredibly uncomfortable compared to my wife’s flats. She slipped out of my wife’s flats and sat there for a second and then asked when I would be around later… WTF!… I couldn’t believe what she just said. I told her I didn’t know when I would be around specifically but we could trade phone numbers and when she was done with them she could text me. I did throw in one requirement though, she needed to send me pics of her wearing them. She agreed, LOL!Over the next week and a half or so (now mind you my wife was looking all over the house for her shoes, not knowing where they were, LOL!) Kayla would text me a pic from time to time of her wearing my wife’s Sam & Libby’s in class, in the library and even at work. I even received one pic when she was at a party wearing them. It all ultimately came to an end because we met up at the McDonalds a week or so later in order for her to give them back. She knew it was a turning me on seeing her in those flats, so when she stepped out of her car of course she was wearing them…As soon as she drove away I stuck my dick so far into my wife’s shoe just to feel Kayla’s warmth.

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