Dinner with the family

Alex pulls up a chair to the table for his first meal with his new family. Mr. and Mrs. Murphy sit on opposite ends of the small table, and Alex sits across from Elaine.

Alex feels a little awkward in his new setting, and speaks little, aside from answering his hosts’ questions. He notices that Elaine is very quiet, as well, and hardly even acknowledged him with words or glances. Alex wondered if he had offended her somehow, or if she somehow felt he was so far beneath her station that he was unworthy of her attention.

“We will have a full day tomorrow, Alex,” said Mr. Murphy. “I have a lot to show you about how we do things around here.”

“I just hope you last longer than our last apprentice,” said Mrs. Murphy. “I still can’t believe Jack up and left without so much as a word of goodbye.”

Mr. Murphy gives her a look that suggested she shouldn’t say so much. Noticing Alex’s interest, he says, “I’m sure that won’t be a problem with you, young man. You strike me as someone who will stick with a task until it is accomplished, aren’t you?”

Alex listened politely and opened his mouth to respond, but then he jumped as he felt someone’s foot against his outstretched ankle. He quickly withdrew his feet and focused his attention again on Mr. Murphy, only to feel something nudge his foot again. Confused, he glanced down and saw Elaine’s stocking-covered foot reaching across the space between them and playing with Alex’s foot.

He looked across the table at Elaine, but she gave no indication of any interest or even awareness of Alex. Instead, she has a bored expression as she half-heartedly pushes her food around her plate with her fork.

Alex returns his attention to his food and is about to take a bite when Elaine’s foot begins moving upward, past his calf and knee, and slowly up his inner thigh.

“Is everything ok, Alex?” asked Mrs. Murphy. “You look like something is disturbing you; is your food not to your liking?”

Alex chokes down his mouthful, without chewing, and says, “Um, no... I mean yes.... I mean, the food is great and I feel GREAT!”

The last word was said with much more volume and enthusiasm than planned because at that moment he felt Elaine’s foot make contact with his crotch.

He looked across the table, but Elaine continued to give the impression that she is unaware of Alex’s presence at the table, let alone the fact that her foot is massaging his crotch.

Mrs. Murphy looks concerned and gets up to put a hand on Alex’s forehead. “I don’t know, Dear. You look flushed. I think you may be running a fever.”

Alex dropped his napkin onto his lap and covered it with his hands, blocking her view of her daughter’s foot, which was expertly massaging his steadily-hardening cock. “I’m probably just a little tired,” he said.

Mrs. Murphy declared that he should go promptly to bed. “You have had a big day, and you’ll be of no use to anyone if you are sick. Just leave your dishes here, and Elaine will take care of them.”

At this, Elaine stands and begins gathering the dishes. Alex remains seated for a few moments, fearing that if he stood too quickly, he would be embarrassed by the evident bulge between his legs.

As Elaine gathers his dishes, she bends over and whispers the first real words he has heard her say to him: “Come out to the workshop in an hour; I have something to show you.” Without waiting for a reply, she departed to the kitchen.

With many thoughts swirling through his head, Alex finally managed to stand and retreat to his bedroom. He is exhausted, but he is also very intrigued by Elaine’s words and actions.