“Kiss my legs, slave,” she said.
I had been on my knees behind her in the bathroom for a half hour, watching her get ready for her date. I leaned in and gently kissed both of her calves. From that position, I could see up her short skirt to the cute panties she was wearing… for him. It drove a dagger to my heart and a hot shot to my groin at the same time. I must have groaned because she laughed.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” she asked. “This is what you asked for, right?”
“Please, Mistress Jennifer,” I whispered.
“Please what, worm?” she sneered. “Please let you use your hand to play with that puny little thing between your legs?”
“Please, Mistress, it’s been so long and I…”
“David,” she said crossly, using my real name which shocked me, “I’ll ask you again. Isn’t this exactl
