shop proprietress

Author: ycl
Word count: 4676
I am 22 years old. After graduation, I returned home to find a job. My parents went abroad to work and basically never went home, so I lived alone at home. I have never talked about girlfriends. The main reason is that I am not very interested in women of the same age. I prefer middle-aged plump women in their 30s to 40s. The woman, who is often alone in the store, likes to put her two fat feet on the recliner when she is taking a break at noon, and sit in front of the store to sleep. She likes to wear silk stockings very much, and she usually wears them, but she feels that she will not change them for a few days, and some sweat stains formed by sweat from her feet can be clearly seen on the stockings. Every time I pass by this small shop, I can’t help but look at the fat feet of the female boss, and imagine that I can kneel in front of her and lick the dirt off her stockings. The proprietress does not usually go home, but lives in the store, probably living alone. After a long period of ideological struggle, I finally decided to implement a bold idea, the plan of worshiping the Lord.
On this day, I came to the proprietress’s small shop at a late hour. The proprietress was about to close the door and go to sleep. When I saw a handsome young man coming in, I asked with a smile, handsome man, what do you want to buy? I plucked up my courage and said to the proprietress: Hello sister, I want to buy the stockings you wear on your feet, can I? The proprietress was amused and said: What do you want to buy? Stockings on my feet? I said, I really want to buy it. : The proprietress asked: How much do you want to pay for my old lady’s stockings? After hearing this, I quickly said: I am willing to pay 500 yuan. The proprietress laughed, you are so interesting, why are you willing to pay 500 yuan for my stockings, tell me maybe I will sell them to you! I knew the time was right, so I knelt down in front of the proprietress: Sister, I like your stockings, I like being stepped on by you, and I can do anything for you, please let me be your dog! The proprietress seemed to understand something, she put away the smile on her face, showing a contemptuous look, so you are a pervert, I know, you are a foot fetishist, it seems that some people like to be treated like a dog by women, right? I quickly answered, yes, master, please take me in! I kowtowed hard to the proprietress. The proprietress laughed loudly: “Okay, I haven’t tasted being served by a man for so many years, but you, a bitch, came to your door by yourself, don’t regret it!” I hurriedly kowtow: Thank you master for taking the cheap dog in, the cheap dog will never regret it, and the cheap dog is willing to serve the master for the rest of his life! The proprietress sat down on the rocking chair, put the foot of the stocking directly to my mouth, and said: “Let me see if you are obedient, this bitch, and lick the top of the stocking for my mother!” I quickly stuck out my tongue and licked it. It seemed that the proprietress’ stockings hadn’t been washed for a long time.It was very sour and smelly, but it aroused my complete slavishness, and I licked it crazily. The proprietress moaned slowly and comfortably, and stretched out her hand to touch it for a while,