The next morning I made strong coffee before I did anything else.Even though it was Saturday I rode the bike to Helen's Sit Down. When I walked in I t...ok a look around as I always did. It was an old habit to assess the threats in a room and rank them.There were three middle aged ladies sitting at a picnic table near the rear of the room. Their eyes lit up when I entered. I ranked their threat assessment as high. Not because I thought they were assassins, but because I had a feeling I had seen. God he loved that so much. The mix of feet and leather was the best smell ever! Jennifer slid around and did as she was told. She placed her very wet and soft feet just above his mouth. So close that if he stuck out his tongue he could lick them, but he didn’t dare. He fought the urge with all his might.“Do you like what is happening now you sad little slave?” His wife had never talked like this before it was making him so hot. If anyone had looked they would have seen a wet spot forming on his. And looking like that, they'll get it. He felt a slight twinge of jealousy as he wondered if he was included in any of this attention."Excuse me, Miss Davis," Darren said softly, tapping the brunette on the shoulder. When she looked up at him, he smiled and said, "My name is Darren, I'm here to drive you this evening." Oh, very good, Darren. Thank you. We'll be out in a moment," she dismissed him and returned to her conversation.Hmmm. Why do I feel like it's going to be a long, interesting. I left the bathroom to pick out mywardrobe and picked a pair of hip hugging jeans. I had a tshirt thatliked to hang off one shoulder and decided on that one. I went to mydrawer to pull out my undergarments and dropped me towel to step into thepanties. I grabbed the bra and fastened it around myself smiling as Igiggled to myself knowing noone would notice how girly these particulargarments were. I went to my vanity and sat down. I picked up a brush andstarted with the makeup. I didn't need it.