It was the second day of the film conference in Japan. I was wandering around Tokyo and I was hopelessly lost. It seemed I had wandered into a section of the city where no one spoke any English. I tried backtracking but found myself getting even more confused. It was almost eight and it was definitely time for dinner. I passed by a small restaurant and decided to go inside. This would give me time to sit with my map and regain my bearings before I walked off the edge of the earth. I walked in, removed my boots and left them by the door where everyone had left theirs. It was very crowded so the hostess placed me at one of the long, low narrow tables with a group of other people. I bowed to the others and sat down in the floor across the table from them. Everyone else in the place was dressed very nicely but being the typical “baka gaijin”, I was wandering around in short pants, a t-shirt, and hiking boots. I felt really out of place.

I took out my map and tried to pretend there was no one else around. The waitress brought a menu and of course it was in Japanese. I glanced over it for a second or two and pointed. I had no idea what I had just ordered but I was so hungry at the time I could have eaten anything.

I sat there studying my map. After a few minutes I thought I had it all figured out. It would be fairly simple to get back to the hotel from there. I was still really uncomfortable sitting at the table with strangers so I just kept staring at the map trying to avoid making eye contact with anyone. It appeared that everyone at the table had just finished their dinner and were just sitting there talking and drinking warm saki. It seemed like I had been sitting there for hours when I felt something cool, soft and smooth brush up against my knee. I was startled but tried to pretend I hadn’t noticed. I casually sat up and glanced down to see what it could have been. I saw nothing unusual. I glanced across the table. There sat a young Japanese woman in a bright blue kimono, staring intently at me and smiling. I returned her smile and quickly looked back down at my map. A minute or so later something brushed my knee again. Again I sat there without moving. I slowly leaned back and peered down just in time to see someone’s foot brush my knee again. I quickly glanced at the lady across the table. She was looking across the room in the other direction. I figured she was just stretching her legs and accidentally grazed my knee. I don’t think I could ever get used to sitting on the floor all the time. I had only been there for a short while and already my knees were starting to ache.

By this time I was wondering if my food was ever going to arrive. I was starving. The lady across the table poured a cup of hot tea and slid it to me. I smiled and said thank you. As the teacup slid across the table I felt her foot sliding up inside my baggy shorts. She flashed a mischievous grin and giggled. None of her friends had any idea what was going on under the table. I had absolutely no idea how to react. I had never really been much of a foot man but I will have to admit that I was getting very turned on by the whole thing.

The weather was very hot and humid and I had decided to go commando that day. By the time her cool soft toes made it to my cock, it was hard as a rock. She curled them around my shaft and gently squeezed. The lady’s other foot now appeared in my lap. Her nails were perfectly painted a brilliant sapphire color to match her fingernails and her kimono. She skillfully used her toes to unzip and unbutton my shorts. I sat up straight and scooted as far under the table as I could to prevent anyone else from seeing what she was doing. She put the soles of her feet together and wrapped her toes around my cock. I had never felt anything like it before. She began slowly stroking it. To everyone sitting around her, she appeared to be sitting quietly enjoying her sake. If anyone had known what she was really doing they would have probably had us both thrown out of the restaurant. The possibility of being caught only added to the excitement. I tried to remain nonchalant. It was difficult to be quiet while she jerked me off with her toes. She looked into my eyes and laughed. She was obviously enjoying herself almost as much as I was. She could use her feet better than most women could use their hands. I felt the familiar warm glow start to spread outward from my cock. It was all I could do to remain silent as I shot my huge load between her toes. My hand was shaking as I tried to sip my tea. She continued to gently stroke my dick until she was sure she had pumped out every last drop of cum. She smeared the sticky white liquid all around my balls. I quickly unfolded my napkin and placed it on my lap under the table. It was amazing how she used her toes to grab it and clean up the mess I had just made.

Just as my food arrived, the group of people she was sitting with stood up to leave. She looked over at me and winked as she got up and left with her friends. I had no idea what I was eating but it turned out to be one of the most delicious meals I have ever had.