Holly enjoys a foot massage.

Frank smiled at the pretty young brunette and let his hand fall to her foot, gently squeezing it. Holly gave a happy little purr and pressed the foot into his hand, looking at him over her wine glass as she took another sip. When he started to caress her instep with his thumb she gave a sharp little gasp and wriggled on the couch, pressing her other foot against his thigh.

"Mmmm...you have such strong hands..." she murmured. "You are hot...very hot..."

"I told you!" Vanessa giggled softly taking another sip of wine as she watched. Frank glanced at her and saw that she was squirming slightly on her couch. He gave her a feral smile, and she took another gulp of wine and smiled back.

Holly was breathing deeply now, and her stiffening nipples were making pretty little bulges in her top. She took another sip of wine and licked the rim of her glass, looking at Frank with sultry eyes as she wriggled.

"You haven't had any for a while, have you Holly?" He asked softly as he caressed her foot.

"Nooo….not for months...Mike...has trouble..."

"I don't see how, with a pretty thing like you around, if it was me you'd be complaining I didn't leave you alone."

"God...I wish...sometimes I just want...want a man to...to take me..."

"Just carry you off and have his way? Or take you right where you are...no matter who's watching?"

"Oh God....the first time...I'd want to be carried off...by a big strong man who took what he wanted..." She took another drink, emptying her glass and putting it down on the table, her eyes never leaving Frank.