small talk leads to more

Abbie was keen on Tyler making the next move. She didn't want to control the game, she just wanted to play. But Tyler was nervous, and couldn't seem to find the way in. He kept eyeing Jake, though it never appeared that Jake was bothered by anything going on.

"So what are you here for?" Tyler asked with a sigh. Not the opening he wanted, but it was all he could think of at the moment.

Abbie had higher hopes as well. She settled into her spot on the sofa, pulling her legs up under her, her feet sticking out toward Jake a little bit.

"Jake and I are going to a wedding." She turned as she heard Chris emerge from the bathroom. "Actually, I think Chris is going as well."

The two men nodded idly. Neither was interested in small talk. Nor was Tyler, for that matter -- nor Abbie. And yet, they all lingered in limbo.

If things don't get interesting soon, I don't know how long I want to stay here, thought Abbie. She turned to look at Jake and smiled at him. She glanced down at her feet, one of which she gently took in her hands, rubbing her ankle.

"Should be a nice weekend," said Tyler. "Sunny. Comfortable." Am I seriously talking about the weather? he thought to himself.

"Mm," agreed Abbie, still rubbing her foot.

"Your leg okay?" asked Tyler, not even trying to flirt.

Abbie shrugged. "Yeah. These shoes are cute, but, you know."

"You want a foot rub? I give great foot rubs." Tyler was still on the surface, legitimately talking about a foot rub, seemingly oblivious to the potential of what else he could ask Abbie for.

"Sure, that would be lovely," said Abbie.

She pulled her legs back out from under her, and shifted her position. She lifted her left leg and stretched it forward, placing her foot on Tyler's leg. The material of her dress fell away from her leg, up her thigh, and collected around her hip. Abbie knew she wasn't wearing any panties, but Tyler couldn't quite see that much, at least, not yet.

Tyler gently undid the straps of the shoe, slipped it off her foot, and dropped it to the floor. Abbie sighed a bit as he did, enjoying the relief of removing the shoe combined with Tyler's hands on her skin.

"Let me know if I'm too rough or anything."

Abbie nodded, but knew that she would appreciate whatever Tyler opted to do.

He took hold of her foot in both hands, his thumbs along the top, his fingers wrapped underneath on the sole. He pressed his thumbs down, and slowly pulled them outward and across her skin.

As Tyler gently, yet firmly, massaged Abbie's foot, Abbie found herself relaxing further and further into the moment. She lay back on the sofa, her left leg outstretched onto Tyler's lap. Without even thinking about it, she began to touch her body as Tyler rubbed her. Her left hand went to her chest, her fingertips grazing the exposed skin between her breasts. Her breathing deepened, and her left hand fell onto her left breast, just a light pressure through the material of the dress, but definitely aiming to give herself more contact pleasure as Tyler worked her foot and ankle.

"Ooh, that feels really nice," Abbie said softly.

"Do you want me to rub the other one?"

Abbie nodded. "Mm-hm. I do."

She lowered her left leg to the floor, and brought her right foot onto Tyler's lap. Once again, he carefully removed her shoe, and then began to run his fingertips up and down the top of her foot, starting at her toes, moving up to and past her ankle, and then back again.

Abbie flexed her toes back and forth as Tyler pressed his fingers into her skin. Her foot was soft and warm, her skin smooth. Tyler admired her pedicure, but didn't speak of it. Abbie still had her left hand on her chest. She slipped the fingers of her left hand under the material of her dress, and teased her skin further with her fingers. She touched the swell of her breasts, almost reaching her nipple, but not quite. Every so often, Tyler would press a little harder, and Abbie's breath would shudder.

Tyler nudged himself forward on his sofa, wanting to reach further up Abbie's leg. As he did, he gently lowered her foot onto him, her toes resting against his crotch.

Immediately, Abbie felt that Tyler was hard. He was wearing jeans, and the denim was thick, but she knew what she felt underneath, even with her toes. She opened her eyes and smiled, catching Tyler's eyes in a furtive glance.

"I guess you've got an effect on me, huh?" said Tyler, pushing forward just a tiny bit more into Abbie's foot.

"Mm, I guess I do." Abbie worked her toes over Tyler's pants, pressing into him, her heart beginning to beat a little faster.