Chapter 7
by 
mally01
What's next?
Wednesday.
Henry was in his office when Hilda walked in and asked him if he would like a coffee and he looked up and offered to get her a coffee. He told Hilda to sit on the couch while he went to the kitchen. He returned sensing the office staff's eyes following him with the two cups of coffee. He handed the coffee to Hilda and sat on the couch next to her when she let out a sigh.
Henry asked what was the matter and she told him that her feet were sore and she could not wait to get home and massage them. She added if only there was someone around who could massage her feet before she went home. Henry looked at her and agreed it would be good for someone to massage her feet then she mentioned the name of the club.
Henry wondered if she knew anything so he decided to bite the bullet looking at Hilda and then offering to massage her feet. She looked at him then said that it was a nice offer and only if he was sure. Of course, he did not want to do it but could not be sure if she knew about his club visit. He went to the door closing and locking it then returned to the couch.
He dropped to his knees and took Hilda's shoed feet in his hands and pulled off her court shoes to reveal her tan hosed feet. He took the right foot and started to massage the sweaty foot as the aroma of sweat and leather filled his nostrils. Unknown to Henry he was being filmed by Hilda while massaging her feet until she announced that he was a good masseuse.
She stood up and thanked him allowing him to replace her shoes on her feet. She asked why he was being so accomodating and he just said that he was trying to be a better person. Inwardly she smirked knowing exactly why outwardly she smiled telling him it suited him. She invited him to her place for dinner to reward him for the massage and still unsure of her knowledge he accepted.