As the credits begin to roll on the bad sit-com episode I had been watching, I let my eyes wander down to my footstool. A young woman on all fours sideways to me, naked and with my feet resting on her back, just below the shoulders. She is cute, so cute it took me quite a bit of effort not to do more with her when the show got dull. But no, I have learned many times that the best part of these games is the waiting. I reach out with a leg and she feels my soft, fluffy sock run along her cheek, but she knows better than to look up at me until I say so, but that time has just about come.
Withdrawing my feet from her I shuffle closer to sitting on the edge of the comfy sofa and point at the floor between my feet.
"Come on now, Sarah." I say softly. "On your knees for me."
She does so, quietly moving from all fours and turning to face me, resting on her knees on the floor in front of me. From this angle I get a good view of those small but perky breasts, her milky white thighs and, of course, what lies between. As I am admiring her body, though, I see she is doing the same. I came to her house straight after work and as such am still wearing my smart clothes. A simple white blouse, dark blue skirt and dark stockings which, by now, run all the way down into those cute, fluffy white socks. But I can see something has caught Sarah's eye, and I smile at the knowledge that in her position, with my legs slightly parted, she can see I am wearing no underwear beneath my skirt.
I bring up a leg and with my toes beneath her chin lift the woman's face up to meet mine as I laugh softly. "Wandering eyes, hm? Maybe I'll have to blindfold you."
Sarah grins a little, chewing on her lower lip until she finds the fluffy sole of my sock pressed up against her face. I can no longer see her, but I hear her inhaling deeply through her nose, followed by a content sigh not far off a moan that makes me giggle.
