"Your wife has got lovely feet", he said. "I know", I said. I could see that the guy has a huge foot fetish and I could also see slight bulge in his p...nts. After a small pause, he said, "I could pay you to have a footjob by her, if you don't mind." He was perhaps expecting me to react strongly, but he did not know that inside I was brimming with pleasure. "Ok, I'll talk to my wife about it and let you know." We exchanges our phone numbers and he left. That night, when I was licking her feet and. Chapter 2- She awoke in a dark and dank room as she regained full conscious realised she was in a dark room she tried screaming but noone answeredafter what seemed like days her captor finally entered through a manhole with a black bag he said " hello morgan nice to see your awake, you can scream all you want but this room is 40ft underground and soundproof" she replied " please what do you want?!" as she started to cry He said "I want you morgan, now take of your shirt and pants, if you dont. " Umm, just the Seven, please."Sarah laughed at that. "Which Seven, Lou? The soda or the whiskey?" Oh..." he blushed furiously - something that Sarah found strangely endearing. "The Seven-Up, please. I've, ah, given up the hard stuff."Sarah filled two tall glasses with crushed ice and then slowly poured the soda over the ice, all the while thinking about how best to approach the upcoming interview. She wasn't ready, dammit. She was as off-balance as he evidently was because this was the very. “You’re even lovelier in person.”“You are too kind,” I replied, and sipped at my drink, only slower this time.“I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve taken the liberty of ordering some appetizers. Just some shrimp cocktails. I thought if you didn’t mind we could eat right here, and get to know each other. Then maybe dance a little when the band starts up, and get to know each other a little closer, and so on.”“Sounds good so far,” I said, still refusing to commit myself completely, but not ready to.