“I bet you never thought there’d be a day when your hot young wife would be kneelin at my feet and takin off my boots.” He laughed. “By the way, Paulie, I have my old job back and so does them two drivers you fired, Cory Jefferson and Ned Warren. Watts got us some new contracts right away so business is pickin up. John’s doin a better job than you ever done.” When Ann had pulled off his second boot she turned her head away from the foul smell. One of his big toes poked through a hole in this dirty sock. He wiggled it. “Hey, baby, I got to get me some new socks. What do you think?” He tucked his semi hard prick back in his jeans and stood. Ann still knelt before him. He jerked his head indicating that she should stand. Even in the spike heels the top of her head came only to his chin. He st
