Stacy’s POV

Mr Angelo is waiting at the table for you to arrive. At least he isn’t late. He’s handsome. Well built. You can see he seems to be the type that would enjoy his work. As you approach the table he gets up to get your chair. You smirk at him, does he think your just some Bimbo that’s going to fall for his bs chivalry tricks. You pointed sit in the seat that he just vacated and stare at him with an expression of, ‘your move’.

He smiles at you as he slowly sits down, “you must be Stacy. I’ve heard a lot about you. How is your evening going?”

“Cut the bullshit Angelo. We both know why I’m here. And I want this to be taken care of quickly so I can move on. I have a list of demands that I would like met, they should already have been emailed over to you to make sure we are on the same page. Did you receive them?”

Slowly he looks at his phone, “yes. I did receive the message.” He looks into your eyes and you can see the calculations being done behind them. His intense stare is unnerving but damnit you won’t be cowed by him. You’ve gone to far and done to much to let a single look have you shaking in your boots. You sip your, or more accurately, his water. He smiles back at you and sips the water meant for you. Well at least you know the water wasn’t contaminated or anything.

“Alright Angelo. So how does this work? Do we just go back to your place, bang a bunch and that’s it? Training complete?”

He chuckles softly, “Stacy, darling. It’s more about the mental workload then just the physical. Any pairing of people can shack up again and again and have it not do anything psychologically. What I do, is alter the brain to make people more… agreeable…”

“The fuck does that mean?”

“Allow me to show you. If you’d be so kind as to follow instructions we can continue,” as he says this he downs his water and you do the same. His smile broadens and he asks for your foot.

Slowly you lift your leg and he removes your heel and begins giving you a foot massage. It feels damn good. Maybe not the best. But pretty damn good. “Oh. Ooh that’s nice right there”.

He looks across the table at you, “I am an expert in many things involving the body. Not just the private areas”. As he says that he orders a few cocktails and an appetizer. You aren’t really paying attention since the foot rub feels so good. You close your eyes as he asks for the other leg and you comply.

“Now there’s a good girl. Doesn’t if just feel right to listen from time to time. To just let your worries and fears go and relax?”

You nod your head in agreement and realize this idea was brilliant. This foot massage alone is worth it’s weight in gold.

The evening flys by without further incident and as you walk back towards his car you feel like you are almost floating.

“Now Stacy, I have some simple rules you’ll need to follow and observe while at my residence. First, remove your panties”.

You want to protest but you are still so euphoric that you basically rip them off and down your dress. Angelo catches them and then puts them in his pocket. He leans towards your ear and whispers, “now remove the dress entirely”. You nod slowly and in one fluid motion you are stripped down to just your thigh high stockings. He opens the door to his car and you walk in. Tonight is going to be so much fun.