I had a boys night out this particular night and I was staying at his apartment in the city. Emma was working and after she'd finished her shift she c...lled me saying she wanted to come and see me. She turned up at John's (not his real name) apartment and we were just chilling watching crap on TV then all of a sudden she starts kissing me, like not a peck on the cheek either. A little shocked I pulled away and she just gave me a little smile and sat back down. She then continued to wind me up as. Debbie pulled her feet away, to let me calm myself. She put her feet together, and her knees apart, as the soles of her feet touched. "My boyfriend likes this." was all she said. She slid my cock between her feet, forming some sort of foot-fetish sandwich, with my cock as the meat. I reflexively began to thrust my hips, watching my own cock slide along the ridges and her instep of her toes.She stared down at my cock sliding in between her arches with eager eyes. She smiled at me. "You're so. Prescottwas seated. "Look dear, your gonna have to help serve since Olivia isnot back yet." Ms. Prescott sent me to the kitchen and I now was forcedinto serving meals to everyone and there was no other girls helping mefor the 20 tables! Over the next hour Ms. Prescott pushed me hard todeliver the meals and do everything else as well! The women were notshy in their demands as I was litteraly running at times in my heels toget what they wanted. My legs and feet were killing me and my waistlinewas. Or rather, Maisie Barnes, as he and everyone else had always known her. Maisie, everyone’s favorite girl next door. Quite literally, his girl next door. Her ancestors had helped found their harbor town, and her extended family dotted the peninsulas and islands that ran along the coastline. Her family farm was one of the last in town, and occupied the land directly to the west of his family home. Maisie was also the girl—woman now—who had haunted his dreams for months. The dreams since he had.