I enjoyed the last week in Las Vegas; oh my goodness can a girl like me have a fabulous time there! I go about four times per year so I have everything lined up that I might possibly need. It’s always fun though to go out and mingle with the ‘vanillas’. Just in case you weren’t sure; a vanilla is someone that hasn’t yet been spoiled by kink!
This time around, I enjoyed an evening at The Paris hotel, they have a fabulous dueling piano bar which is always a good time in my book. I met a sexy guy from Canada that insisted on buying me some of their overpriced drinks which I of course accepted happily. As we were sitting and enjoying the music, he made a comment about my new pumps. They’re pink suede with an amazing accent up the heel.
Sent to me by a foot slave online. I told him that as much as I love the shoes; I really could use a foot rub. As I said it, I slid my feet right onto his lap. He looked down at them and back at me, with question in his eyes. I said, ‘do it’. He reached down and started to take one of my heels off, slipping it off slowly and breathing in deeply. He sat the heel right on the table and took my foot into both of his hands. I watched him inhale deeply as his hands started to caress my beautiful foot.
Right there with about 50 people around us, he sat my bare foot against his crotch as he started to work on the other one. He was hard and firm under my foot, making it impossible for me to resist arching my foot and rubbing his cock. His breathing was becoming more rapid as he looked right into my eyes; mesmerized.
He rubbed my foot, I rubbed his cock. He began to pant. His eyes were glazing over.
I took my feet away. Slipped my heels back on. Crossed my legs. Sipped my drink.
One more vanilla is opened up to my world.