This time, she massaged back, squeezing and rubbing my arm gently as I rubbed hers. This was new behavior, and lewd thoughts leapt to my mind. I finis...hed the arm massage, and turned my attention to her feet, hoping that my stirring penis was not obvious. To be honest, I don’t remember many of the details of giving Mrs. Huggins her pedicure. I am just grateful I managed to finish it without damaging her feet. As I started on her first foot, taking it from the warm foot bath and setting it up on. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom." I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa's perfect Mons Verenis, saying, "This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood." I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, "You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also. She was hanging out with a bunch of prima donna bullshit artists from downtown that thought their poop didn’t stink like the rest of us. One minute she was our Queen in residence and the next she was off with the upper class and wanted nothing to do with us commoners. I really wanted to lock her bedroom door and give her a good spanking before I taught her a memorable lesson with no lube straight up the rear door. That didn’t happen and it was probably for the better because she lost interest. My short black skirt and red button up blouse, just barely showing the outline of my nipples without any under garments on. The knock on my door meant he was there to pick me up, making my heart race as I answered the door. He looked me over before helping me with my knee-length jacket. With his smile of approval we were off. Once I entered the car, that was it, I was his for the night.I sat as directed, legs as open as the space would allow, my hands by my side so they would be strapped down.