“Darling, get my foot cream.” said Hannah as she read her book in bed.
I hastened to comply. Burt’s Bees with a consistency of light honey.
“You know what to do.”
Which is true although I don’t get as many opportunities to practice massaging the Lady of the House’s feet. I always manage to steal a few toe kisses and licks. I don’t have a particular foot fetish but serving Hannah always excites me.
Which, when I was done, Hannah noticed.
“Oh no dear. While I love having you attend to my feet I won’t have you poking me with your little cock. Go and put on a pantie girdle and read your book.”
Of course I did what I was told and pulled up my tight little, long legged, pantiegirdle over my five ring erection.
Hannah fell gently to sleep. I remained awake, hard and in love.