"Some might say that my lover wears the pants in our relationship, but I know better than that. Because, even though he may call the shots on what I wear, I wear it well. And whenever I want to, I can have him wrapped around my finger. All I have to do is drop something and then bend over right in front of him and give him a quick peek at my silky legs and my pert, little ass and he's mine. I don't even have to see his reaction, I can tell just from his sharp intake of breath that his horny eyes are trained on me. It doesn't take much after that for him to meet all of my demands.
"You see, the professor might be prim and proper in public, but he is a raging foot and leg pervert. He loses all control when he sees my inner thighs. Sometimes I make him do all sorts of silly things to prove himself worthy of my love. I make him bathe my feet, dry them and lotion them while I watch television and ignore him. Sometimes we watch a movie at home and I throw his popcorn on the floor and make him fetch it with his mouth on all fours. He loves it, and I like having him do all the things I want. He buys me all the trinkets I want, too, all because I am a tease and a foot slut. His slut."
