Daisy sat back comfortably in her chair, her pantyhose-clad feet propped up on the footstool. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment of relaxation as Courtney knelt before her. The young woman's eager eyes never left Daisy's tired feet, and she could feel Courtney's anticipation.
"Go on," Daisy murmured, "use your tongue." The words were barely audible, but Courtney knew what was expected of her. With a nod, she leaned forward and pressed her wet tongue against Daisy's sweaty foot, tracing the arch of her foot and toes with delicate strokes.
Daisy sighed in contentment, the coolness of Courtney's tongue against her skin a welcome relief from the heat outside. She closed her eyes tighter, allowing herself to sink deeper into the pleasure being offered to her. The hum of a fan in the background mingled with the sound of Courtney's slurping as she lapped at Daisy's toes.
After several blissful minutes, Daisy opened her eyes and sat up straight again. "Get up," she commanded, gesturing for Courtney to stand. The young woman stood immediately, her cheeks flushed with excitement and arousal.
"Now," Daisy continued, "I want you to do something for me." She stood up, towering over Courtney in her heels, and slowly unzipped her skirt. It fell to the floor, revealing a lacy black thong that matched her bra. "I want you to lick my armpits," she said, spreading her arms out wide.
Courtney swallowed hard, her gaze fixed on the dark patches of sweat that had already begun to form under Daisy's arms. She could smell the mixture of perfume and sweat that clung to her employer's skin, and it made her mouth water.
Slowly, hesitantly, Courtney lowered her head and pressed her lips against Daisy's armpit. She let out a small gasp as the taste of sweat hit her tongue, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she licked and sucked at the skin there, savoring the salty tang that filled her mouth.
Daisy watched with a mixture of amusement and arousal as Courtney worshipped her body in such an intimate way. She reached down and ran her fingers through Courtney's hair, guiding her movements. "That's it, baby," she murmured, her voice rough with desire. "Lick my dirty, sweaty armpits like the good girl you are."
As Courtney's tongue traced the curves of Daisy's armpit, she felt herself growing wet between her legs. The combination of power and submission was intoxicating, and she knew she was addicted to it. She continued to lick and suck until Daisy finally pulled away, leaving a damp spot on her bra.
"That's enough for now," Daisy said, her voice hoarse. "But remember, sweetheart, your job is to please me. And I have a feeling there's going to be plenty of opportunities for that." She smiled, her eyes promising all kinds of delights in the future.
Courtney nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. She couldn't wait to see what else her employer had in store for her. She just hoped she would be able to handle whatever it was.
