Jay started to reply when he just froze. After a brief minute, he fumbled an excuse, "What I, uh, meant was it devalues each time you open it."
"Psshhh!" Britney rolled her eyes.
"Hear me out," Jay said. "If you don't cum, I'll give you the book for free."
"You serious?" Britney leaned-in, elbows on the counter. "If I don't have an orgasm from your foot massage, I get it for free?"
"Precisely. So, do we have a deal?"
"Of course." Britney waved for him. "Easiest money I've ever made."
Jay's smile stretched across his smooth face. He rubbed his palms together before hopping over the counter. He looked into her brown eyes. "Just because Chase can't make you cum doesn't mean I can't."
Britney pointed down. As Jay crouched to a knee with a creepy smile, she lifted her left shoe off the floor. "Not a word of this to anyone, got it?"
"Yeah, yeah." Jay untied Britney's laces and pulled her Converse off, along with her ankle sock. He marveled at her small size 6 foot. Her thin, perfectly proportioned toes painted a light-teal. With his legs crossed under him, he started his sensual massage by gripping the sides and digging his thumbs into her lower arch. He rotated his thumbs in circles all the way up the soft sole.
The bell jingled above the door.
On one foot, Britney hopped around to the new customer. "Hi-ya! How may I help you today?"
Hidden by the tall counter, Jay pressed his thumbs into the ball of her foot and then pinched and stroked each toe.
The young man approached. "I was wondering if you had a copy of Batman Rebirth 15."
"Let me check." Britney tapped the key on the computer and scrolled through their database. Jay's pressure increased on her foot, awakening a fuzzy feeling in her body. Her heart fluttered. She slightly wagged her head and refocused on the screen.
While holding her foot in his left hand, Jay made a fist with his right and kneaded her sole with his knuckles. Starting at her heel, he worked his way up. With a mischievous smile, he glanced to Britney, gauging her reaction while grazing his fingertips down her ticklish arch.
Britney bucked from the tickle, hips slamming into the counter. She paused. Her eyes shifted from the computer to the patient customer, who was staring at her with a peculiar expression. She blushed, forced a smile. "I uh..." She glared down at Jay but played it off to the customer as if searching for a bug, spider. "...thought something bit me."
"You alright?" the man asked.
"Yeah..." Britney looked back to him with a big smile. "Yeah, I think I'm good." She typed in the name of the issue and hit enter, but as she carried-on, her body warmed from an unfamiliar itch at her center. She balled her foot, wrinkling the bottom, and then spread her toes, fighting the tickle. "Oh-kay!" She clenched her jaw upon feeling something wet on her foot. She snuck a glance down to Jay, who was in the middle of sucking her teal polished toes. She whipped her head back up to the customer, and with a tight smile, said, "We have one copy in."
"Awesome! Where at?"
"It's just umm..." Britney hesitated, an exhilarating pressure filled her body. She briefly battled with the heavenly sensation, but with everything in her, she managed to pull her foot from Jay's mouth. She released a quiet sigh, trying to hide her pleasure, and walked around the counter, hobbling on one shoe.
The customer arched a brow at her as she brushed by him to the shelf. He locked onto her barefoot. "Where's your shoe?"
"Oh, I was uh—it gets slow in here sometimes, so I was doing my nails." Britney thumbed through several comic books before pulling the right one from the rack. She moseyed back around the counter, flashed a scowl at Jay, and then turned to the computer. She scanned the barcode on the magazine. "It'll be twenty forty-five."
Jay raised her ankle backward off the floor and went back to massaging. He repeated his earlier action of digging his thumbs in circular rotations from her heel to the ball of her foot.
The customer handed Britney a twenty and withdrew change from his pocket. After making the exchange, he grabbed his magazine and nodded, bidding her a good day.
Britney just smiled while watching him exit the store. It took every fiber of her being not to release a loud moan. Her brain was drenched with endorphins, body tingly. As the door jingled, signaling his exit, she huffed and bent over the counter at the waist. She eyed Jay. Her brows creased, faced tensed. She stretched her toes back as he slid his fingers between them. "I don't—" She pinched her lips together and breathed through her nose. She flinched to pull her foot away but the sensation was too blissful to reject. Her fingers clutched the edge of the counter. Her right leg trembled, knee buckled.
"Are you cumming?" Jay asked.
"I, uh, feel like..." Britney gnawed on her bottom lip. The euphoric itch intensified at her core. The titillating tension built to levels of pleasure that she was having trouble masking. She rumbled like a rocket. Her lips moved but the words never came out.
With a mischievous grin, Jay squeezed her petite foot and commenced to worshiping her toes again. While massaging her arch, he stuffed her three middle toes in his mouth, slurped, and wormed his tongue between the spaces.
"Oo!" Britney lurched again, driving her pussy into the counter. With her body in a state of tickling euphoria, she looked down and happened to catch a bulge growing beneath Jay's jeans. She lost her breath while leering at the large protrusion.
Jay feverishly sucked her toes. He brushed his fingertips from the ball of her left foot, down the arch, and to the heel. "I can feel you shaking."
"You can feel—Mm! I feel strange." Britney's face twisted: eyes shut, nose crinkled, and upper-lip quivered. As his tongue snaked between her toes, the orgasm seized her body. The orgasmic pressure climaxed. Her pussy exploded into euphoric tickles. Her knees wobbled, and if not for the counter carrying her upper-half, she would've collapsed. She curled her toes tightly as Jay continued to suck them. "I'm-mah-mah—Mmmmmmmmmm-ah!" She strained until her face turned beet-red and then exhaled a grunt, "Gghh-uh."
"You want to get intense?" Jay pressed her arch against the bulge in his jeans.
"Mm-hm." Britney moaned as if she agreed but shook her head at the same time. The orgasm never faded, only strengthened again. With a vacant gaze, she looked down to the tickling on her foot. Life reappeared in her distended eyes upon seeing his large cock harden beneath his jeans. She stroked the long protrusion. Blinded by an insatiable itch, she pulled her shirt over her head and quickly unfastened the bra from her humble A's with pink coin-sized areolas. She shimmied out of her jeans and panties as Jay helped untie her other shoe. Once naked, she crouched down on his lap and kissed him heatedly. She thrust her bald pussy against the hard bulge in his jeans. "I get the comic book for this, right?"
"It's yours." Jay sucked on her neck as she continued to dry-hump him.
