A different way

"Why don't you try it like this... pull that log towards you. Right there, leave it behind you. Now sit, just like you were before and hug your knees. That's it, it's gonna support your back"

Moving to do as I instruct, Alice suddenly yells. - "Owwwwww! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" – She accidentally sits on a spikey branch, coming out of the log. Alice grabs it and throws it away, scratching the area. - "God damn it! Right in my... butt!"

"Pervert sticks… always a danger!" – I joke, wishing the stick was my dick. - "But anyway…" - I place my foot right in between her tugged knees. - "This way I can actually relax... and you can grab with both hands, as much and as hard as you want while leaning on that log." - The best part of this new strategy was that, in this position, Alice gave me a pretty good view of her puffed pussy, squeezed between her thighs.

"How’s this? Better?"

Nodding her head, Alice adjusts her body and tries again, more calmly.

"And this way..." - I start. -"You also get to breathe in all the… aroma hahahah!" - I laugh out loud with my foot right at face height.

"Awww, you sick... that’s what you wanted all along, isn’t it?" – She asks, disgusted. It wasn't, but it was definitely entertaining now.

"I'm sorry, is the intern back? I think I heard her voice..." – I respond with my eyes closed and a smile.

"Argh! No... sir, that's… nothing."

"Good."

For the following 10 minutes or so, my foot right in her face, Alice dutifully squeezes as hard as she can. I actually manage to relax with her small hands working my feet like that. For a while, I almost forget I had a semi-naked angel in front of me. When I remember, though, so does my cock. I notice a massive tent in my shorts, as I catch myself staring at Alice’s pussy.

"You’ve got talent for this… you sure you’ve never done this before?"

"Positive! I have no idea what I’m... I mean… thank you, sir, we strive to serve here at Alice’s Beauty Salon." – She corrects herself.

Is that a fact? I guess we'll be seeing about that... - I think malevolently as I closed my eyes.

Surreptitiously, Alice moves to my calf. What she doesn’t anticipate, however, is that she'll have to lean forward to reach them. And by doing so, she'll almost literally put her face against my foot.

"Hmm, I see you're a far better employee than that intern girl. So dedicated. Is it me, or do you seem to be taking a liking for the aroma, too?"

"Argh!" - She utters.

"What was that?"

"Er, yes, sir. It’s very… nice." - She blatantly lies, trying to avoid breathing.

She has to breathe eventually... - I think to myself. And nature finally wins, I take my ****. Just out of spite, I spread my toes right on her face. It's so fun playing with Alice, she's such a good sport.

"Yuck, pffft! Argh!"

"I’m sorry, I think I heard you say: ‘Wow, delightful!?" – I question, smiling.

"Pff… yes, Mr. Archer. You heard correctly." - She obediently replies.

"Excellent, I'm truly relaxed now. In fact, how about we add a relaxing foot bath to my services?"

"Certainly, sir." – She complies, looking around. – "Erm, actually, due to some piping issues, our Salon is not being properly supplied with water today. I apologize for the…"

"What kind of salon doesn’t have running water?!" – I cut her.

"Well, we usually do, but since today we gathered at a special location due to a request from one of our VIP clients, we ran into some problems…"

"How could your VIP client possibly relax all dirty like this?" – I point at myself.

"Yea, I don’t… we… can I do anything else for you instead, Mr. Archer?"

"As a matter of fact, I believe you can…"

Excited, Alice replies. – "Excellent! Just name it and we, at Salon Alice, will do our best to please our best customer!"

"Good to hear."