I turned and looked at her with pleading eyes. I couldn’t believe that she mentioned the strap so the others could hear.“Now!” She said.Slowly I...put first my right foot, then my left onto the stools. I must have made an obscene sight. I didn’t dare look at teens and kept my head down.“Oh my!” Chlesea said. “Someone looks a little ... uncomfortable.”“Chelsea, I...” I started to say but was interrupted.“Ms. It’s Ms. Chelsea to you.” I looked up at her. Then to Tommy who was staring at my soaking. When I picked her up after work, she was wearing a red dress showing a little cleavage and mid-thigh.She had black flat shoes on and her legs were bare and had a little sun tan from her holiday in Italy.She did not look cheap at all, but just like the plain Jane - Looking at her bum I could sence the panty line under her red dress. However, the fact that she was wearing a dress made my fantasy spin - Usually she used jeans and loose sweaters.We kissed and jumped into my car and drove of to the. It is the other things that have me so upset. Suddenly the Andrew Years seem threatened. When this whole Jake-Donnie thing came up, I went limp and let Donnie have her head. A woman has to do what a woman has to do, I thought. When all this talk about sharing started, I suppose I was a facilitator. It was so out of left field that I really didn’t give it the consideration it deserved. For a moment I tried to imagine myself in the role of adulteress and was repulsed by the thought. It was. " Oh. Well, usually when someone says that, in that tone of voce, it ain't their feet getting done." She said with a leer in her voice."Want me to do you next, Cat?" Yeah." Then shut the fuck up and let me work without any wise cracks, okay?" Okay." What the hell, give me your foot, Cat." Where's Kathy?" Nancy asked."I don't know. I thought she was right behind me." I'll go look for her." Naw, sit tight, I'll go get her."Kathy had gone in and laid down on the bed in the guest room. I knocked.