It is morning. Marquesa and I stroll through the magnificent halls of the Chateau, entering the picturesque dining room for a buffet breakfast. I hold Her chair for Her as She sits, slowly and elegantly. The tag on Her blouse is up! As I tuck it in, the back of my hand brushes against Her perfectly done hair. Read more…
Tag: Foot Kissing
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- May 28th, 2013
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Mike had come home from Seattle to see his new stepmother. Not that he didn’t love his dad, but he hadn’t been home in over two years. With his law practice and social calendar he was just always too busy, it seemed. But then came the call from his father in which it was revealed that he had married the housekeeper, Melanie, who had been hired only a month earlier. Mike figured that the young woman was just trying to ace him out of his father’s will and assumed he could come home, have little trouble convincing his father that this marriage was a mistake, and have it quickly annulled. That would make him once again the sole beneficiary of the will. Since his mother had died he had been the only one in the will, which was “just as it should be.” Read more…