My cock was fully erect and begging for release. She put her hand on my chest and gently brushed her fingers over my chest and stomach. "Sweetheart, I...think it's best we get some sleep." I reluctantly let out. "Try and have fun daddy. Loosen up. It's a vacation and you work to hard", and with a seductive smile her hand entered my boxers . I put my hand on her arm ready to stop her but the look in her eyes melted my resolve and instead forced her hand further down. "You feel so good daddy.". “If there are any concerns, Mikhail Petrovich, she’ll tell you. Just make a note of anything, unless it’s an emergency, and then call me, please.”“Will do!”He left and when it was time for my break, I called Grace to the register to cover for me.“Is THAT the girlfriend?” she asked.“Ex-girlfriend,” I replied. “I don’t have a steady girlfriend at the moment. I’ll be back in fifteen minutes.”Instead of putting my smock in the back room, I removed it, folded it, and stashed it behind the counter,. Her dainty toes were pointed forward and had bright red nail polish. He could see them through the sheer stockings earlier but only now could he get a proper appreciation of how gorgeous her feet actually were. For a woman of 47, she had incredibly soft and youthful skin with very minor telltale wrinkles in a few places. Having his mother’s naked foot so close to his face gave him a proper whiff of the scent coming off her foot. All the scents he had smelled earlier that day were now much. . No. He said decisively. I was surprised and somewhat hurt by his answer. I was about to say something, but stopped as he took my face in his hands. I shut my mouth before I started blubbering. He brushed my hair away from my forehead and caressed my face. It was odd, thinking about it. His hands had wielded swords and hammers and shields, yet they were so gentle. We stared into each others eyes, leaning closer together, all my thoughts of Ive never done this before vanishing as we met for.