paragon
10-24-2003, 10:31 AM
Gary was walking home late one night when he stopped in front of a little newsstand to pickup a paper and a cigar. When he got back to his small, but well kept apartment he grabbed a brew and sat down in his favorite chair to read a bit. The personals section caught Gary’s eye and he glanced at it more out of curiosity than anything else. As he skimmed the headers of each ad one got his attention, it read: WILL YOU RUB MY FEET? Tall blonde from London new to the area looking for a friend to have fun with.
It was simple, to the point, and mentioned feet, it was everything Gary could’ve wanted, or so he thought.
Gary called the number listed with the ad the next afternoon. The voice on the answering machine was soft and sweet and had a graceful British accent that Gary loved. He left his name and number and made mention of the ad and looked forward to getting a call back. That evening around 8:30 pm Gary’s phone ran. He had forgotten about the ad until her soft luscious voice rolled over him.
“Hello?” Gary answered.
“Hi, this is Brittany. May I speak to Gary please?” Brittany’s voice was calming and oh so sexy.
“This is Gary.” He said.
“Well hello sweetie. Thanks for calling about my ad. Are you from here?” she asked.
“No. I am from the North West. I came here when I was in college and just decided to stay after I graduated.” He replied.
“Do you have family here?” she asked.
“No. I’m alone here in the city. That’s kind of why I called. I thought it’d be nice to make a friend of someone who was new to the area so that I could show her around and just have a good time.” He said.
“You sound lonely.” She said
“No, No, not lonely. I’m a consultant for a software company and I travel a lot. I’ve just never made time to date.” He said defensively.
“Don’t get mad. I don’t mean to anger you. I was just curious.” Her voice was calming and sultry. Gary could hardly be angry with her.
“What do you look like?” She asked.
“I’m 6 feet tall and weigh about 180 lbs. I have short brown hair that I part to one side and brown eyes. I keep my face clean-shaven and have an athletic build. What about you?” he asked.
“Well, I’m obviously from Britain; I am about 5’10” & won’t tell you how much I weigh. I have a very curvy shape and I work out regularly. I have long wavy blonde hair and hazel colored eyes.” She said smiling through the phone.
“Wow.” Gary said
Brittany laughed at Gary’s reaction. “Would you like to see me in person?” she cooed.
“Oh yes please.” He said without hesitation.
Gary and Brittany set a time and date to meet. Gary thought the day would never come.
Gary was getting ready for his first meeting with Brittany. Since they made plans to take a walk in the park and get something casual to eat later in the afternoon he decided to wear a comfortable pair of khakis and a golf shirt. He was excited and nervous at the same time. He’d never been on a blind date and he’d certainly never answered an ad from a newspaper personals. He brushed his teeth as he wondered what his British beauty might be wearing.
Brittany was dressing for her date with Gary. She chose a red dress that had a tight fitting top that accentuated her ample breasts, it had a seductive cut at the waist that highlighted her curves before it draped loosely down to her knees. She had a special pedicure and her toenails were painted to match her dress. She pulled a pair of black strappy sandals from her closet and slid her soft foot into one and buckled the ankle strap in place. The sandals had a 4” heel, which brought her to a full 6’2”; she smiled at herself as she looked in her full-length mirror. He hoped that Gary would be intimidated by her height, for she had an ulterior motive. She picked up her small black purse and walked out the door.
Gary nervously walked out the door and headed for the street. He and Brittany had decided to meet at a statue in the park so he made a beeline for the landmark. Gary sat nervously at the base of the statue waiting for Brittany to appear. Brittany approached the statue walking casually as the men around her stared in amazement at her beauty. As she approached the statue she saw Gary and decided to walk past him and sit on a bench across the lawn from the statue to see what his reaction would be. As she walked by Gary watched her swagger in appreciation. He watched as she sat on the bench and casually crossed her legs as if waiting for someone. He thought for a second that she may be Brittany but he didn’t act on his initial reaction since it was still about 10 minutes until she was to meet him. Gary watched in amusement as Brittany easily got rid of everyman that approached her while she sat on the bench. After about 20 minutes Gary began to wonder where Brittany might be. He got up from his seat and walked around as he scanned the people in the park looking for someone who may be her. As he scanned his eyes met Brittany’s. He felt a little stupid at this point for not acting on his intuition. He quickly approached Brittany and politely said, “Are you Brittany?” Brittany smiled and simply said, “You’re late.” “I am so sorry.” Gary said politely. “I thought we were supposed to meet at the statue not here at the bench across from it.” Brittany knew that she was to meet him at the statue but wasn’t going to admit it. “Quite alright.” She said aristocratically, “I’ll let you slide this time.” Gary held out his hand and said, “Shall we take a walk?” Brittany took his hand but drove her nails into his flesh as she stood up. Gary winced a bit and examined his hand when Brittany let him go. “I’m sorry did my nails hurt?” she asked. “No I’m fine.” Gary said. Gary was surprised at her height and asked how tall she was. “If you’ll remember from our conversation on the telephone I told you I was 5’10”, but with my heels on I am 6’2” tall.” She said with a condescending tone. Gary was a little surprised at her attitude all of a sudden; he blew it of as the British in her. Throughout there walk in the park Brittany took every opportunity to belittle Gary. By the time they sat down for a quick bite to eat he was a little tired of it.
“Brittany, I get the feeling that you don’t like me very much. Have I done something to upset you?” he asked. “Why what on Earth do you mean?” she asked acting surprised. “Well, you just seem to put me down at every opportunity.” He said. “I think you are mistaking my British upbringing for rudeness. I am sorry if I have made you feel badly, it certainly wasn’t my intent.” She said with a sly smile. “I’ll tell you what,” she continued, “finish your pint and I’ll take you back to my flat for a special dessert.” She licked her luscious red lips seductively as she spoke. Gary couldn’t help but to accept her offer. On their walk to Brittany’s apartment Gary got excited at the thought of being alone with her. They climbed the stairs to Brittany’s place and she invited him inside. “Have a seat.” She said as she pointed gracefully toward the couch. Gary sat down as Brittany turned on some soft music and dimmed the lights. “What can I get you to drink?” she asked. “Um…Scotch, Neat.” Gary said. Brittany left the room to prepare the drinks. She made herself a Cosmopolitan and Gary’s scotch but she added some “Date Rape” to his scotch. She smiled slyly as she handed Gary his drink. She sat down next to him and stretched her long legs out over his lap. Gary adjusted in his seat trying to make his growing cock less noticeable. “In your add you mentioned that you liked to have your feet rubbed, my I?” Gary asked. Brittany just nodded and smiled in affirmation. Gary took a big gulp from his glass and slowly removed one of Brittany’s seductive sandals. He slowly began to rub her soft bare sole. “Your feet are cold.” He said to her nervously. “Funny,” she said as she reached down to rub her own foot casually giving Gary a clear view up her skirt to her black thong panties. Gary swallowed hard. “They don’t feel cold to me. Does the other feel cold?” she playfully asked as she held her other foot up in front of Gary’s face. Gary took her other sandal off and began to rub her other foot a little. “Yes, I think it’s cold.” He stuttered. “Well how are you going to warm them up?” she asked with a sly smile. “I could rub them for you.” Gary said nervously. “No. I think you should lick them.” She said sternly as she pressed her toes against Gary’s lips. The drug was taking effect on Gary and he suddenly felt very weak. “Lick.” She commanded. Gary stuck out his tongue and licked a few times before passing out. “Hey!” Brittany said. “Hey, are you awake?” Brittany slapped his face with her foot but there was no response. He was out cold.
It was simple, to the point, and mentioned feet, it was everything Gary could’ve wanted, or so he thought.
Gary called the number listed with the ad the next afternoon. The voice on the answering machine was soft and sweet and had a graceful British accent that Gary loved. He left his name and number and made mention of the ad and looked forward to getting a call back. That evening around 8:30 pm Gary’s phone ran. He had forgotten about the ad until her soft luscious voice rolled over him.
“Hello?” Gary answered.
“Hi, this is Brittany. May I speak to Gary please?” Brittany’s voice was calming and oh so sexy.
“This is Gary.” He said.
“Well hello sweetie. Thanks for calling about my ad. Are you from here?” she asked.
“No. I am from the North West. I came here when I was in college and just decided to stay after I graduated.” He replied.
“Do you have family here?” she asked.
“No. I’m alone here in the city. That’s kind of why I called. I thought it’d be nice to make a friend of someone who was new to the area so that I could show her around and just have a good time.” He said.
“You sound lonely.” She said
“No, No, not lonely. I’m a consultant for a software company and I travel a lot. I’ve just never made time to date.” He said defensively.
“Don’t get mad. I don’t mean to anger you. I was just curious.” Her voice was calming and sultry. Gary could hardly be angry with her.
“What do you look like?” She asked.
“I’m 6 feet tall and weigh about 180 lbs. I have short brown hair that I part to one side and brown eyes. I keep my face clean-shaven and have an athletic build. What about you?” he asked.
“Well, I’m obviously from Britain; I am about 5’10” & won’t tell you how much I weigh. I have a very curvy shape and I work out regularly. I have long wavy blonde hair and hazel colored eyes.” She said smiling through the phone.
“Wow.” Gary said
Brittany laughed at Gary’s reaction. “Would you like to see me in person?” she cooed.
“Oh yes please.” He said without hesitation.
Gary and Brittany set a time and date to meet. Gary thought the day would never come.
Gary was getting ready for his first meeting with Brittany. Since they made plans to take a walk in the park and get something casual to eat later in the afternoon he decided to wear a comfortable pair of khakis and a golf shirt. He was excited and nervous at the same time. He’d never been on a blind date and he’d certainly never answered an ad from a newspaper personals. He brushed his teeth as he wondered what his British beauty might be wearing.
Brittany was dressing for her date with Gary. She chose a red dress that had a tight fitting top that accentuated her ample breasts, it had a seductive cut at the waist that highlighted her curves before it draped loosely down to her knees. She had a special pedicure and her toenails were painted to match her dress. She pulled a pair of black strappy sandals from her closet and slid her soft foot into one and buckled the ankle strap in place. The sandals had a 4” heel, which brought her to a full 6’2”; she smiled at herself as she looked in her full-length mirror. He hoped that Gary would be intimidated by her height, for she had an ulterior motive. She picked up her small black purse and walked out the door.
Gary nervously walked out the door and headed for the street. He and Brittany had decided to meet at a statue in the park so he made a beeline for the landmark. Gary sat nervously at the base of the statue waiting for Brittany to appear. Brittany approached the statue walking casually as the men around her stared in amazement at her beauty. As she approached the statue she saw Gary and decided to walk past him and sit on a bench across the lawn from the statue to see what his reaction would be. As she walked by Gary watched her swagger in appreciation. He watched as she sat on the bench and casually crossed her legs as if waiting for someone. He thought for a second that she may be Brittany but he didn’t act on his initial reaction since it was still about 10 minutes until she was to meet him. Gary watched in amusement as Brittany easily got rid of everyman that approached her while she sat on the bench. After about 20 minutes Gary began to wonder where Brittany might be. He got up from his seat and walked around as he scanned the people in the park looking for someone who may be her. As he scanned his eyes met Brittany’s. He felt a little stupid at this point for not acting on his intuition. He quickly approached Brittany and politely said, “Are you Brittany?” Brittany smiled and simply said, “You’re late.” “I am so sorry.” Gary said politely. “I thought we were supposed to meet at the statue not here at the bench across from it.” Brittany knew that she was to meet him at the statue but wasn’t going to admit it. “Quite alright.” She said aristocratically, “I’ll let you slide this time.” Gary held out his hand and said, “Shall we take a walk?” Brittany took his hand but drove her nails into his flesh as she stood up. Gary winced a bit and examined his hand when Brittany let him go. “I’m sorry did my nails hurt?” she asked. “No I’m fine.” Gary said. Gary was surprised at her height and asked how tall she was. “If you’ll remember from our conversation on the telephone I told you I was 5’10”, but with my heels on I am 6’2” tall.” She said with a condescending tone. Gary was a little surprised at her attitude all of a sudden; he blew it of as the British in her. Throughout there walk in the park Brittany took every opportunity to belittle Gary. By the time they sat down for a quick bite to eat he was a little tired of it.
“Brittany, I get the feeling that you don’t like me very much. Have I done something to upset you?” he asked. “Why what on Earth do you mean?” she asked acting surprised. “Well, you just seem to put me down at every opportunity.” He said. “I think you are mistaking my British upbringing for rudeness. I am sorry if I have made you feel badly, it certainly wasn’t my intent.” She said with a sly smile. “I’ll tell you what,” she continued, “finish your pint and I’ll take you back to my flat for a special dessert.” She licked her luscious red lips seductively as she spoke. Gary couldn’t help but to accept her offer. On their walk to Brittany’s apartment Gary got excited at the thought of being alone with her. They climbed the stairs to Brittany’s place and she invited him inside. “Have a seat.” She said as she pointed gracefully toward the couch. Gary sat down as Brittany turned on some soft music and dimmed the lights. “What can I get you to drink?” she asked. “Um…Scotch, Neat.” Gary said. Brittany left the room to prepare the drinks. She made herself a Cosmopolitan and Gary’s scotch but she added some “Date Rape” to his scotch. She smiled slyly as she handed Gary his drink. She sat down next to him and stretched her long legs out over his lap. Gary adjusted in his seat trying to make his growing cock less noticeable. “In your add you mentioned that you liked to have your feet rubbed, my I?” Gary asked. Brittany just nodded and smiled in affirmation. Gary took a big gulp from his glass and slowly removed one of Brittany’s seductive sandals. He slowly began to rub her soft bare sole. “Your feet are cold.” He said to her nervously. “Funny,” she said as she reached down to rub her own foot casually giving Gary a clear view up her skirt to her black thong panties. Gary swallowed hard. “They don’t feel cold to me. Does the other feel cold?” she playfully asked as she held her other foot up in front of Gary’s face. Gary took her other sandal off and began to rub her other foot a little. “Yes, I think it’s cold.” He stuttered. “Well how are you going to warm them up?” she asked with a sly smile. “I could rub them for you.” Gary said nervously. “No. I think you should lick them.” She said sternly as she pressed her toes against Gary’s lips. The drug was taking effect on Gary and he suddenly felt very weak. “Lick.” She commanded. Gary stuck out his tongue and licked a few times before passing out. “Hey!” Brittany said. “Hey, are you awake?” Brittany slapped his face with her foot but there was no response. He was out cold.