Miss Zuzu

Author: wyh
Word count: 24271
Hotel, foot massage department.
I called the technician from last time. She claims to be Ruixi, 23 years old, with fair face, long hair reaching waist, but a little fat, with a visual height of 160cm and a weight of 60kg. According to the last observation of her, she is an optimistic, cheerful, confident and self-respecting girl, and she does not pretend to be polite to the guests.
When Ruixi came in, I laughed when I saw it, “Yo, it’s you.”
She was ready and brought a basin for me to soak my feet. Then get on the couch too, sit behind me, spread my legs, and lay me on top of her—my back against her belly, the back of my head against her cleavage, and the wonderful scent of perfume that fills my imagination.
While massaging my head, she asked, “Are you here alone? Did you miss me?”
Taking advantage of the situation, I turned over and said to her face to face: “Well, I miss you, Miss Ruixi.” While talking, I buried my face in her chest, and rubbed it twice by the way.
She immediately pushed me away, “Get out, take advantage of my old lady, get out.”
She’s not just any girl, she’s a whore of value. If you don’t pay enough money, she won’t serve you. She once reminded me that you can add money to zhuo ai.
I deliberately rubbed it up again, she pushed it away, and I rubbed it up again… After repeating this several times, she got angry and slapped me on the face with considerable strength.
I bent my waist and retracted my arms, kept looking up, stared blankly at her, and tried my best to look aggrieved.
After all, she is a service lady, she was a little unnatural at this time, but quickly calmed down, “Hmph, you think it’s so easy to take advantage of my old lady.”
I lowered my head as much as I could, stared at the panties in her dress, pretended to be scared and said, “I’m sorry, Sister Ruixi, I don’t dare.”
Seeing that I gave in, she snorted again, “Forget it. Lie down and continue.” I obeyed and lay down on her again.
I put my hands on her thighs, “I want to touch your legs, can I?”
She grabbed my hand, put it on my stomach, and said every word: “No! Yes! Yes!”
I put my hands on her instep again, “What about her feet, is that okay?”
She grabbed my hand again and put it back on my stomach, “No way!”
At this moment, I rolled over and faced her again, but this time kept my distance, and asked, “Why, why are feet not allowed? Are you still angry?”
She replied bluntly: “No!”
I immediately turned over and got down on the ground, kneeling on the floor, grabbing her feet with both hands, “Please don’t be angry, okay? I beg you, Sister Ruixi.”
She struggled twice with her feet, trying to free my hand, “Get up! Let me go!”
I took an inch and hugged her whole calf into my arms, rubbing her face against her knees, “If you don’t forgive me, I won’t let go.”
Maybe it was my low manners, which made her subconsciously think that I was easy to bully, and put the two of us together.I also forgot who I was—she kicked me away with her other leg, and scolded me: “Get out! Damn money, get out! It was like this last time, and it’s like this again this time. Do you think my mother doesn’t charge for being a chicken! Shameless every time! Is it so easy to take advantage of my mother! Grass mud horse!”
I was kicked to the ground, although my body hurt a little, but I felt a burst of excitement in my heart, I hurriedly got up and crawled back to her feet and knelt down. This time I didn’t touch her body again, I just looked up at her face eagerly.
She also looked at me. After a while, she looked strange, maybe she remembered that I was her customer. She patted the leather surface of the sofa in front of her crotch, and said to me: “Why are you kneeling there, come up, and continue to massage.”
“Are you still angry? If you don’t forgive me, I won’t go up.” I followed her movements and moved my eyes to her crotch – the short skirt has already been rolled up, and the snow-white thigh skin and black silk panties show a seductive charm.
She looked at me, didn’t speak, but closed her legs, and looked at the TV screen in a blink of an eye.
I knelt there quietly, and after a while, I suddenly kowtowed three times to her, making a “bang bang bang” sound, and my forehead really hurt, “I beg Sister Ruixi to forgive me, I kowtowed to you.”
She smiled, “Come on, continue to massage.”
“You forgive me?”
She looked at me, suppressed her smile, stopped talking, turned to watch TV again, and suddenly picked up the cigarette case and lit another.
I quickly moved my knees, fetched the ashtray, held it in front of her with both hands, and flicked the ash for her.
She looked at me again and smiled, so she flicked the ashtray I was holding, then stretched her waist, found a comfortable posture, and watched TV seriously.
I still quietly knelt on my knees, with my upper body lying on the sofa legs, my chin leaning against her feet, trying to keep my nose close to her feet, breathing in its breath vigorously, but ensuring that I would not touch it.
Time flies so fast, the hour is up. She sat up and looked around to find her high heels, which were several meters away.
I hurriedly crawled over with hands and feet, picked up one of them with my mouth, then crawled back to her feet, raised my head and smiled flatteringly at her.
She laughed too, covering her belly. She reached out to take the shoe out of my mouth, patted my face again, pointed to the other high-heeled shoe and said, “There’s that one.”
I still picked it up. She took the shoes with a smile and said as she put them on, “What are you playing? Playing like a puppy?”
I immediately barked a few times, and tried to stick out my tongue to lick her fingers.
She took her hand away with a smile, wiped my clothes, and said: “You look like a dog, so interesting, haha, but time is enough, now go out and pay the bill.”
…
The second night, I came again. When she saw me again, she was a little speechless.
She brought a plate of water and put it under my feet, and she climbed onto the sofa and sat with her legs spread apart, motioning for me to lie on top of her.
I stared blankly at her face, and she looked at me. After a while, she stretched out her hand to pull me and said, “Why are you in a daze, lie down!”But I didn’t say anything, I broke away from her hand and fell off the floor