“I’m not going to lie and I do dress for certain clientele. If other men look at me, then who am I not to play into it.” I turned with my back towards the door with my arms crossed and watching as those pants began to slide ever slowly down along the contours of his body.
I could see something swinging between his legs, but I didn’t get a chance to investigate. When he was naked, he dashed over to the fire, kneeling at the hearth and putting his hands out.
“I came here to tell you that I don’t hate you. When I gave it, some thought, I knew that eventually, somebody was going to take exception to the way that I treat women. My only wish is that it wasn’t you that was hired to come after me. This whole thing has not set well with me. I want to wash my hands of you and your co-conspirators, but I can’t get you out of my mind. I had to find you. I didn’t know you well enough to contact any of your friends. I did know where you worked and I have been a customer for quite some time. It didn’t take much to get your boss to let me know of your plans to come here.” He looked like a Greek statue with his hand up against his chin and his naked body reminding me that what I had fantasized about was right there in front of me.
I scooted the chair that was near the fireplace closer to where he was kneeling. He was shivering. I needed to touch him even in a superficial way. I sat down, wrapping my bare feet around his midsection and pulling him to me until he was right there for me to knead the tension from his shoulders. My naked toes came in contact with his chiseled physique. I traced those lines down until I found a certain elongated object that was capturing my interest.
“I hope you know that I didn’t come here for this. A guy can hope, but I certainly didn’t think that we would be able to get past what happened.” His words were softer than normal. I could attribute that to the way that my toes were now absent-mindedly running up and down the length of him. I could feel something sticky on my feet. I swirled my big toe around the head to spread it down the column of flesh. He quivered to my touch while leaning back against me so that he could close his eyes and let my fingers do the walking.
“It would be a damn shame to let this place go to waste. You should stay until morning and then we can talk about suitable accommodations. I might consider having you stay here with me, but that will depend on certain conditions. The one that comes to mind right away is that you will have to sleep in my bed. We don’t necessarily have to have sex, but I would like you to be close enough so that I can wrap my arms around you.” He was nodding his head with his eyes closed to the pleasures that I was inflicting on him from both ends of the spectrum.
“I don’t see how that is going to be a problem. It would’ve been damn lonely down here on the couch all by myself. I’m glad that you broached the topic about the sleeping situation. I was willing to throw myself at your mercy. I wouldn’t have been very happy about it, but I would understand that your anger at my words couldn’t be soothed away by mere apologies.” I was stroking his member between my feet. This was not something that I had ever done, but somehow it seemed kinky and perverted to put my best foot forward.
“I’m still not happy with you, but I can’t seem to keep my hands or my feet off of you.” My panties were soaking wet and if I wasn’t careful there was going to be a telltale stain through my jeans. The excitement of having him this close was like a dream that I thought that I was going to wake up from at any moment.
“I remember saying the words, but it was like it was coming from somebody else. I lost control and that has never happened before. I’m usually pretty carefree and not somebody that will go off the handle for no reason. You gave me a lot to digest. It would’ve been nice had you led into that, but I suppose there was no easy way to say that you were playing me for a fool. I see now that it may have begun that way, but it certainly didn’t end that way.” As he was speaking, I moved a little closer, so that I could see over his shoulder.
My eyes were wide with the implications of the hardness of his member. He was leaking down the sides and I was using my feet to slip up and down over the head several times to elicit a gasp of response from his lips.
“You said something about throwing yourself at my mercy. If you’re not careful, my mercy might make you have a premature accident. Just so you know, I’ve never done it like this before, but I find the idea slightly intoxicating. I’ve been watching every move that you make. Every time that you walk into a room, I can never be sure of what woman is going to greet you.” I had him where I wanted him, completely transfixed and unable to move from his position sitting at my feet.