Chapter Five
Karl Goes Beyond the Foot Massage
The foot massage had gone exceptionally well. Part way through Karl’s stomach growled and he realized he’d skipped lunch. He suggested he prepare a meal for them both.
He made omelettes and a salad…there was some Danish toasted bread in the cupboard that went well with it and they shared the one bottle of beer he had in his fridge.
Asha told him about her first week in sales. She’d already closed a big deal, and her mentor, Tony, was elated. For the moment Tony was being credited with half of her commission, so he was using her as his “secret weapon” in a dozen or so problem accounts.
Karl remained naked as they ate. Asha reached her foot under the table and teased his c**k, smiling as she saw him squirm.
“Mistress,” he whispered. “May I
