At this point i didn't know if we were best friends, boyfriend/girlfriend, fuck buddies, or any other backward ass term that could (& probably would) ...e used to describe us. The best thing i could think of was "Elly...i think i love you, what you did for me yesterday, was simply...amazing, i want to prove to you that we need to do this again...right here...right now." She looked at me with her hypnotic eyes & gave a perfect smile, which...to me anyway, mean "I want you, fuck me!", She slowly. Next time…next time those questingfingers would plunge deep into my ass, and the time after…? Without warning, my world revolved again, and i was on my side, with thesun warming my back, my pinioned arms, and my bottom. Then i caught anotherscent. She was there, and so close. Her perfume wafted over me, as She camecloser. i swallowed and tried to anticipate the next move, but blindfolded as i was,there was no telling. And then, a firm grip around my left nipple. i yelped and then moaned. How decadent. I shouldn't mind watching it, too." We'll do it one better, Henny. While Erik opens the white wine and prepares a couple of welcome-drinks, we'll go upstairs and dress for dinner. Are you game?" Sure. And I'm very hungry, too. I haven't had a bite since this morning. The things you've prepared look terrific."They disappeared upstairs. I opened the chilled wine, and then I mixed 3 gin and tonics. I had just placed them on the glass table when I heard the 'girls' coming downstairs.. He joked about what would she do if he had one and how stinky and gross he thinks feet are. I quickly protested of course. Then she told us how she works 9hrs a day barefoot in her flats (the flats she was wearing!) and that she that she'd understand if her feet weren't appealing. ugh. I begin salivating I'm sure while defending the foot fetish thereby proclaiming mine. My eyes completely mesmerized by her barefeet in front of me as I resist the urges to drop to my knees and pounce on them and.