It warms my skin through the cotton dress I am wearing and penetrates to the warm skin beneath. I feel a presence but do not open my eyes as I lie the...re upon the moss. I feel strong fingers caress my feet so gently that it could almost be mistaken for the breeze. It was something that I had not expected. But as with all things in fate, I made no attempt at stopping it. The hands trace every bone in my feet as if trying to memorize them for another day. The hands begin to move up my calves,. After almost a year, she started entertaining thoughts of moving in with us. My wife didn’t like it and she almost caused some serious problems for us. Since then, we have stuck with college girls.” He smiles, touching her hip. “Needless to say, we go through babysitters every so often when it is time to move on and we don’t have any trouble. But you come over and sit and while the wife and me are out, I’ll talk to her.”Tabitha agrees to babysit and gets the address and time. He’s right not. I could make cups of tea or coffee, placing them into her hands when I thought she needed them most. I could wait on her, hand and foot, supplying all her meals on trays, or presenting them to her at the kitchen table. My shoulders would always be there for her cry on if she felt the need for a few tears, although I didnt expect that she would. (I was wrong!) I would be there for her, in a non-sexual way, at least as much as, if not more than, a sexual way, that weekend, touching her skin. She opened the door , she was wearing a micro shorts and a skin tight top , I was stuck for a moment looking at her , meantime she pulled me by the collar and pulled inside and closed the door . We went inside she sat on the couch and when I was about to sit on the couch she pushed me down and said “I am the mistress and you are my slave , your place is where my leg rests , so sit on the floor and lick my feet ” I said ok rhea and sat down , when I was about to sit she grabbed my balls so hard.