"I really love my new boots; they make mefeel so dominant. But maybe you could take them off for me, andrub my feet and legs." Of course," he said. He...took only one sip from his drink, thenknelt down and slowly slid the slick leather boots from herfeet. For the next twenty minutes he alternately kissed andrubbed her beautiful nylon encased feet and legs. She continuedto sip her drink; sometimes saying "left calf" or "right foot".All the while he looked up and saw the tops of her nylons belowthe. It ached for attention, but Eric’s pounding rhythm kept my hands firmly against the locker, one palm flat against the metal, the other wrapped around my borrowed cell phone.I hung on that way, clenching my hole periodically so I could feel every inch and ridge of Eric's dick as it pistoned in and out of me, until Eric paused abruptly. He leaned away to my side and I strained to hear whether the shower was running. Had we been discovered? I'd almost lost track of where we were as Eric's long. And remember, I'm right here whenever you need me."Henry barely heard her as he stared wonderingly at the wall- size looking glass, his eyebrows raising in surprise as the mirror first turned dark, then slowly transparent, revealing a sumptuously-decorated bedroom. He whistled appreciatively as the writhing trio on the bed came into clear focus, his sparkling eyes drinking in the lewd sandwiching of a shapely blonde girl between two viciously fucking men.Then Henry stiffened in his chair, his. Since the bedroom was where the thong wasI decided to look around for other things to discover. That was when Isaw the heels and they were very high heels. In fact if I didn't know anybetter I swore they were stripper shoes of some kind. They too were pinkand I decided to put them on since I really didn't have a choice in thematter. That was when the closet doors opens up and the back wall openedup into a light hallway. The more I was in here the more I began towonder if I wasn't in some.