"Mmm that feels better." I said. Colin put his nose right up against my toes and took in a long whiff."Oh yeah, you were right. Your feet are nice and...smelly. Like honey and vinegar." He said, beginning to kissthe sole of my sweaty foot up and down. After sniffing my toes a little more he began to suck on them, dartinghis tongue between all of my toes, savoring the flavor of every one. I slid my hand into my shorts and beganstroking on my already completely erect cock. After a couple of minutes. I put my foot up on the second step of the stairs, giving him what I hoped was a reassuring smile. Its okay. I trust you. Slowly, I pulled the skirt of my dress upward until it rose just past my knee. Truthfully, I was more nervous than I should have been. How many times had Riley seen me in my swimsuit? How many times had he picked me up and thrown me in the lake, touched my bare skin? Why should him removing my garter be a big deal? He took a step toward me, reaching out with shaky hands. Valerie Barren, female, age 23, occupation -- stripper! Hey, now that was the kind of proof he needed! His eyes squinted behind his gold-rimmed glasses as he tried to remember Valerie. Slowly, the image of the dark-haired vixen carnified before his mind's eye. Jesus! How could he have forgotten her?!Yes, it was all coming back now. At the time of the initial interview he remembered thinking she had to be the epitome of a profoundly sensual woman. Not that his own Ann didn't have all the. The redand white dress that I had always loved now hugged my frame, tight aroundmy hips that hour-glassed perfectly. In case I have to say it, the dresswas sort of a weird transition. Most guys are not used to not having apiece of cloth covering their crotch from the bottom, and now my legs wererevealed all the way down to my rather high-heeled shoes. Pretty damn welldefined legs, too. The low cut made me a little self-conscious. I hadn'teven liked v-necks as a guy because I didn't like that.