Damon tossed the empty boxes into the trash can and washed his hands. Alexa stretched on the couch and finished up the last bit of her iced tea. "That's the good stuff". She sunk back into the couch, putting her legs up.
Damon wiped his hands and joined her on the couch, placing her legs on top of his lap. He loosened his tie and pulled it off, putting it on the coffee table. "I hate wearing this", he said undoing a few shirt buttons from the collar down.
"Wow, food and a show" Alexa joked, looking mischievous.
"I don't dance", he replied rubbing his hand up and down her leg. He grabbed her legs slowly and pulled her closer.
"Damon, what are you up to?"
"Nothing, just sit back and relax". He rolled up his sleeves and started massaging her feet.
"Damon, you don't have to do that
