In spite of the AC I was beginning to sweat and hoped she didn't notice my fingers trembling as I rubbed the outer edge of her shoulders.

"You always do follow directions." She said, "Let's hope later you can take some initiative."

I rolled my eyes and let my hands slide down to her upper arms, squeezing them gently while kneading them with my finger tips.

“Hmm, there you go." She leaned further into me and swinging her legs up, put them on the arm of the couch.

She pushed her shoes off one at a time then crossed her long legs at the ankles. I stared along the length of her black stocking clad legs, admiring their shape, then looked over her shoulder and into her lap. The skirt had ridden up far enough to see just a hint of her white thigh.

Just like in the dream she was wearing thigh highs. I worked my fingers back up her shoulders placing them close together, started kneading the back of her neck with my thumbs.

"Yes, right there!" she moaned in a tone that sounded as if I were touching an area far more sensitive than her neck.

I was leaning forward and as I continued to stare at her legs I could smell her perfume and feel her hair against my cheek. I eased my fingers lower so I was now massaging between her shoulder blades and as she made soft sounds of enjoyment I imagined pressing my Lips to the creamy skin of her neck. My cock started to swell and spreading my hands out further I started rubbing the backs of her shoulders.

"So nice." She murmured, "You do have great hands. How are you at rubbing feet?"

“Excuse me?"

“Those heels are new and I shouldn't have worn them today. My feet are killing me!"

"I'm not sure that..."

Leaning forward, Selena stood up in front of me pretty much putting her ass in my face. I leaned back before I did something stupid and was just in time because a moment later she hiked her skirt half way up to her hips.

She had pulled it high enough to show the tops of her stockings and pinning her skirt with her arm she pushed the right stocking down.

This bent her over again and my gaze was torn between checking out her ass and watching her long leg slowly revealed as she rolled down the stocking,

"Sick of these things too." She said.

Lifting her foot she pulled the stocking off and letting it fall to the floor pulled down the other. I sat there stunned as she undressed in front of me. My cock was now fully hard and bending painfully in my pants. Selena turned to face me and sitting with her back in the corner swung her legs up and with no hesitation plopped her feet in my lap.

I gasped when she narrowly missed my cock, and then stared at her feet in my lap. The tips of her toes were the same deep red as her fingers and my eyes worked down her foot then up her now bare leg.

The skirt was up well past her mid thigh and she was looking at me with a smile on her face, "They're feet, Austin, I'm sure you've seen them before."

“Right, I just think that..."

"You think too much. I told you that already." I started to speak, but she raised her finger, “Bottom line when a pretty woman asks you to rub her feet you do it." She shrugged, “If you're smart anyway."

Cupping the heel of her foot in my hand, I lifted it and began rubbing her foot, working my fingers into the soft sole while my thumb pushed down on the top of it.

“Oh, that feels so fucking good."

My eyes widened at the word fuck and my cock was now aching inches beneath her foot. I focused on her foot, watching my fingers massage it. I began rubbing the bottom of each of her toes with my thumb and she released another of those long moans.

"Honey, that is so sweet! Hmm," she slid further down the couch.