No

Mark could feel his temperature rise as he held Angela's gaze, her piercing stare causing his insides to squirm and when she gave him a deliberate, almost imperceptible nod he felt his resolve crumble. Suddenly he was on his knees and shuffling the few feet over to the foot stool, his eyes firmly on the prize. He heard Angela hum approvingly as he positioned himself and then was graced with a throaty moan as he touched her, taking a foot into his hands, her skin soft, warm, intoxicating.

Mark was now painfully erect, his average sized cock straining in his pants as he began to gently press his thumbs into the soft sole of Angela's foot, running them down the arch with enough pressure to elicit a moan from the older woman. This only served to spur Mark on and he threw himself into his task with fervour, his ministrations becoming something akin to worship.

Angela for her part was loving the attention, the massage itself pleasant enough, but nothing compared to the young man's submissive display. She grinned as she watched him lovingly attend her foot, noting the tent in his pants which seemed to pulse visibly each time she cooed or moaned. When the boy started to lean in close, almost brushing his cheek against her she decided to up the ante.

Angela lowered her other foot, slowly so as not to interrupt the young man's affections, then gently rubbed it against the front of his pants. She ran her big toe along the length of him before she gently pressed herself to him, feeling him throb beneath his pants as he let out a lustful groan. She purred softly, whispering, "Mmm, yes. Good boy..." she let the words hang, retracting her foot from his crotch momentarily as she commanded in a soft, firm tone, "Kiss it..."

Mark's mind was a mess, his aching need becoming almost painful as his cock threatened to explode. The woman was enchanting, lovely and so... commanding. Part of him wanted to curl up at her feet and worship her forever and as this thought struck him, he realised that was exactly what he was doing. Fuck... was he cheating on his wife? Could he really go through with this, risk everything for this moment of pleasure? As he felt the pressure at his crotch lift and heard her order he was faced with a dilemma...