What can you expect after a long tiring day?

I massaged your feet and ran my hands up and down your lower legs and thighs, and I could tell you were becoming aroused and hoping I would go that bit further; after all, you had had a stressful day and needed to unwind. But I did not want you to think all I wanted from moving in with you was more comfortable access to your vagina, although the thought had crossed my mind several times since we met.

Ten minutes had passed in what seemed like milliseconds, and I had to recheck on the dinner, I could feel I had released most of the tension from your beautiful feet, as your feet were a lot looser than when I first held them.

I slipped back out into the kitchen and tested the food and set aside what was already cooked as I had around another five minutes to wait for the Beef to rest under the tin foil.

I was returning to the sofa I again picked your feet up and massaged a little more.

“How long for dinner?” You asked, “I’m ravished.”

“Five minutes more, baby,” I said.

As I massaged your feet, I noticed you teasing me by playing with your erect nipples through your thin blouse; I watched as the lightweight material slid effortlessly around the curvature of your breasts, I saw the gaps appear between the fastened buttons, and I became aroused and felt my penis twitch, as did you against your legs.