”Very good, sissy.” She then untied his shoes and removed them one by one, placing them to the side. Then the socks, which she was folded neatly a...d put to the side as well. “I’m going to allow you to rub my feet sissy. Aren’t you honored?” “Sir, yes Sir.” ”In fact, I think you should always ask to rub my feet after dinner, or whenever I return home. Doesn’t that sound like something a good little maid should do?” “Sir, yes Sir.” ”Well?” “Sir, may I please rub your feet Sir?” “You may.” Sissy. She moved one hand down to her cunt, and I looked down and watched her fingering her hairy bush, the dark brown hair wet from her juices. She spread her legs wide. I dropped my head down, sucking first one nipple again, then the other. I swirled my tongue around each pink-red nipple, then traveled with it to her other mound, and did the same to it. Her face was flushed, and her body began to writh under me. I could feel the spasms in her legs, and I moved my fingers back to her clit, touching. Tonight she was going to get that cock in all her holes plus some other surprises. He sat out the bottle of liquid potion to make her cunt on fire and want to fuck any thing he put near her. There was a knock at the door and Matt opened it naked. He did not care the bell hop could see his hard cock. He shoved a very young and pretty gal into the room and told Matt her name was Angel. She was very petite with huge tits and lots of make up and bright red lipstick like the street whores loved to. I am not used to chatting up husbands. I simply decide not to hide my desire.“I'd hate to mess with you guys, but I'd love to fuck her!” I am prepared to back away if he shows signs of anger or contempt, but he simply nods back to me.“I think she would like that!” Is all he says, more than enough to give me the go ahead.I sit back and sigh, sure now that we have a shared agenda. I reach for my beer, and thank him for the fresh one next to it. I sip the liquid and enjoy the taste and the feeling.