"My lover is a very prim and proper college professor and he's twice my age. I am a sophomore in college and while most girls my age are running around campus in sandals and sneakers, I wear stockings and heels and garter belts. I always dress like a sophisticated lady because my lover likes to see me this way. Some might say that he 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, he 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."