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eyes heavenward. There wasn’t one ounce of her that wasn’t on fire. The
sensation of skin and nylon sizzled from the tip of her toes to the taut
confines of the crotch. Each wiggle in the chair tightened the silky fabric of
her nylon pantyhose, causing it to cup her sex.
    God, would she survive this? And if she didn’t, what would
the headline read?
    Woman dies from sexual experience with younger man and
fine hosiery.
    The thought almost made her laugh, but she managed to
suppress it as his hands continued their sensual seduction.

Chapter Five
     
    By the time Evan completed the task of ravishing her other
foot, Temair was a complete pile of mush in the chair. Her body hummed to a
finely strummed, arousing tune. The tender massage relaxed her foot pain. His
touch set a hot, ravishing desire to fuck rolling through every ounce of her.
It roared with an intensity she didn’t expect. Those hands were magic. He
placed her feet in his lap as he stroked and caressed her calves.
    Unable to resist, she wiggled her toes, making sure to press
the ball of her foot into the front of his pants. Impressive flashed
through her brain at the hardness that met her touch. His hands stilled, but
didn’t leave her legs. Deliberate in her motions, Temair eased upright, staring
into his eyes while working her feet carefully up and down his erection.
    This was the boldest she’d ever been, and for some reason
she liked the sensations rippling through her of being in control, of being
powerful. Teasing Evan with her feet increased the pressure in her sex to an
intense throb. A long, thick hardness against the bottom of her foot had her
wanting to slide off that chair and onto the stiffness jutting in the front of
his pants.
    The insides of her pussy quaked with the hunger to ride his
cock. Her breathing elevated, her heart raced and a knot of need coiled tighter
in her lower abdomen as she watched his gaze cloud over with pure passion.
Swift in his movements, he released his cock.
    Who knew the foot was such an erotic hub of stimulation?
    Evan did.
    She smiled when his eyes closed and his head tilted back.
Both hands gripped the backs of her calves as if they were his only means of
balance. The sight of his hard-on gripped between her hosed feet turned her on
even more. Never had she experienced such a high level of sensual involvement.
Hose on flesh, rubbing his most sensitive area. Soft combined with hard
caresses, slow mixed with fast as she used her feet to return the favor of
phenomenal sensations he’d gifted her with moments earlier.
    After all, it was only fair.
    This was a sexual pleasure she’d never tried. The nylons
stretched taut on her feet as she controlled his pleasure. The power rushing
her system had the blood roaring through her veins. Temair leaned into the
chair, though there wasn’t one ounce of her relaxed. Her insides buzzed, her
sex tensed and her legs quivered.
    Each motion she applied to Evan’s cock sent shock waves from
the arches of her feet, up her legs to vibrate within her core. Wet, aching and
wanting, her pussy seemed to hum. She was close to orgasm and he hadn’t even
touched her anywhere near there.
    Lost in the stimulation overload, she barely felt her skirt
slide up. Only when coolness caressed her upper thighs did she pry her eyes
open. Evan’s fingertips trailed her inner thighs to the edge of her skirt then
to the back of her knees. Up and down, he touched in languorous circular
motions. Every nerve ending from the tip of her toes to the top of her head was
engaged in the moment, evaluating each wave of pleasure as the pressure in her
clit mounted to total engorgement. She wanted something, anything, to touch her
there.
    When he didn’t, she squirmed in her seat, lifting her bottom
and pressing her feet against his cock, digging her heels into his taut balls.
Evan’s eyes widened as he gasped. A rigid stiffness thumped against the
sensitive skin of her arches, just before he leaned