Jack grinned even more widely, "I'm intrigued, something to do with your shopping expedition?" he asked."Wait and see" said Mary laughing, then looked...at me and winked, "I think we should keep him in suspense as long as possible, don't you?"I could only nod, I knew my face was deeply flushed and I couldn't help it, I gulped my wine and almost ended with a coughing fit, Mary wasn't going to let me get away with it, she really wanted me to parade the dress for Jack, even though she'd virtually. I massage and rub his foot and toes. Sucking each toe in turn into my mouth. I end each foot, licking the sole. Making sure I lick hard and slow so not to tickle Master. I tend to Beth's feet the same way massaging the tired from her, sucking her toes and licking her soles. In the end their feet nearly shine from my tender care.They both move to the bedroom and strip. Beth lays prone on the bed, her knees at the edge. Mark guides me between her knees and pushes my head to her ass. I need to. The bureaucratic crap he’d been able to put up with before had gotten harder to take. Still, he was the best pure engineer they had. Trouble was, pure engineering wasn’t cutting it anymore. Engineering was sort of like fucking: it felt great, but it couldn’t sustain a relationship all by itself. Yep, Jack thought: seemed like Christmas was becoming a season for him to get fucked. Merry Fucking Christmas indeed. Hedrove out of the factory gate. The sign at the gate said: ‘140 Days Since the Last. We talked about everything from our online chats to politics. Throughout dinner, I felt as if we had known each other for years.After our meal, I suggested a walk on the beach. Stacey agreed and off we went. We were soon holding hands, laughing and talking about our feelings for each other. We stopped briefly to remove our shoes and continued barefoot. The sand was warm and soothing. A little, further down the beach I stopped dropping our shoes and pulled Stacey to me.I embraced her and kissed.