She turned, took off her white sandals, and lay flat on the couch.

Leaning back on the pillow of the sofa, he closed his eyes and waited for Shimatanigawa's massage.

Because there was a vacuum in the skirt, the pair of snow-white plumps wrapped in it was suddenly squeezed by the sofa.

Form two clumps of biscuit shapes.

Watanabe Norika lay on the sofa without any precautions, and from the perspective of Shimatanigawa, he could see that the fat buttocks in the purple plaid dress were bulging like two small hills, the two slender black silk legs were slightly divided, and the round jade toes on the soles of the black silk feet moved from time to time.

Even if Shimatani River has seen it several times, when he admires Mrs. Watanabe's graceful figure up close, he still can't help but feel blood surge!

If at this time, Kika Watanabe opened her beautiful eyes, looked back, and saw this hungry big bad wolf panting, maybe she wouldn't dare to let Mr. Shimatani, who had always thought that she was 'trustworthy', come to massage.

Shimatanigawa put away his thoughts, intending to feast his hands first.

He stepped forward, sat on the edge of the couch, stretched out his trembling hands, and stroked Watanabe Kika's calves.

It is black silky to the touch, silky and smooth, and elastic.

Immediately afterwards, the fleshy feeling of the calf came, obviously in the same place, but there were two different touches.

This made Shimatanigawa's heart flutter, and his fingers began to exert force, massaging the acupressure points on the calf of Norika Watanabe.

He said that he had taught himself massage and was really not bluffing.

Since that day, he and Naami Amuro have been stranded in the mountains. Naami Amuro's feet are swollen, and when Shimatani comes back, he plans to learn a few techniques of massaging blood stasis, and then go to brush his favorability.

It's a pity that as soon as Minister Amuro, the strong woman, came back, she was busy reviewing the top management, and intentionally or unintentionally 'alienating' him, like a cold war.

This made Shimatanigawa, who wanted to be attentive, have to give up and prepare to change his thinking.

But fortunately, this massage technique is not learned in vain, and this is not coming in handy now!

Shimatanigawa's hands began to rub in the direction of the woman's small black silk feet, and the grinding sound of the palms and black silk legs rustled.

Next, he pinpointed the sore spot of the woman and exerted a little strength.

"Uh-huh~" Watanabe Norika snorted muffled and did not speak.

"Ma'am, this strength is okay, right?" Shimatani asked.

"Hmm~, Mr. Shimatani. I didn't expect you to massage so comfortably, but you can just massage your legs, my feet haven't been washed yet, will there be a strange smell. Norika Watanabe replied while closing her eyes and enjoying herself.

It was probably the most comfortable massage she'd ever had. Although I have not experienced foot baths before, the waiters who usually serve are women.

Now at home, let a tall and sturdy man who is not very familiar serve her, although she is lying on her stomach, but when the man's broad palm rubs her calves, the hot heat can be felt completely.

It feels completely different!

Norika Watanabe's eyes were confused, and she was pressed very comfortably, making a seductive nasal sound.

'What the hell am I thinking!' ’

Suddenly, her two little black silk feet were held, looking at the polished little feet in the black silk, and the white and crystal toes, Shimatani River had an impulse in his heart to take it for himself and taste it.

"Madame, how can your feet smell? I smell it. ”

"It's not smelly!"

She went out to get the courier today, and she sweated a lot when she went upstairs, although she wanted to go home and take a shower, who would have thought that she would meet Shimatani River halfway, so that she let him into the house as a guest until now, and she hasn't taken a bath until now.

Therefore, she can't help but worry that when she climbs the stairs, her little feet will smell like sweat.

But Shimatanigawa ignored it, or raised the two black silk jade feet slightly, and leaned his face to the delicate little feet wrapped in black silk.

Norika Watanabe opened her eyes, and suddenly a feeling of shame invaded her whole body for no reason.

She buried her pretty face in the pillow, blushing, and slowly drooping her long eyelashes, as if she was fighting against some feeling of self-esteem.

"It's fragrant, don't worry, I'll give you a good massage!"

Shimatani Kawa put down the other party's little feet and finished this sentence very seriously.

What a shame!

He actually went to smell it.

Feeling some kind of stimulation that continues to spread throughout the body like an electric current, Watanabe Norika's white face like jade, swan-like neck, oozing fine sweat.

"Don't press your feet, I haven't washed it yet, it's really dirty." Although it was comfortable, she wanted to pull her foot away.

However, how can there be any reason to return the fat that you have arrived?!

"I don't hate dirty, what are you afraid of? It's okay. Shimatani grabbed her feet as she tried to escape, and pinched them one by one from the toes. Because Mrs. Watanabe also often wears high heels, her toes are easy to get sore after a long time.

He put into practice what he had learned in the past two days. Aiming at the acupuncture points and using a little force, I was able to find the sore spot of Mrs. Watanabe.

"Hmm~" The woman's voice was instantly lazy, and she stretched out her foot to kick him.

"Am I pushing too hard? Then I'll tap. Shimaya, the director of Nagoya's first central air conditioner, who is considerate of women, asked.

Watanabe Norika's toes curled up slightly, obviously a little unbearable: "It's itchy, don't press there." ”

Her voice was soft and crisp, as if a feather was tugging at her heartstrings.

"Just bear with it a little longer." Shimatani continued to play with her toes.

Soon, the area of the battlefield shifted to the soles of his feet, and his fingers pressed against the joint gaps in his feet, squeezing unhurriedly.

"Uh-huh~" Mrs. Ji Xiang's delicate body trembled suddenly, and then she made a nasal voice that was crisp and nasal again, but this time I didn't know if she felt itchy or because it was comfortable.

It was as if at this moment, her tiredness today was swept away.

Soon, the massage of the soles of the two feet was completed, and Shimatani Chuan was very happy: "Madam, the foot massage is over, and I am going to start massaging upwards." ”

The wife, who was lying on the sofa, responded obediently: "Okay." ”

So, Shimatanigawa took the opportunity to climb onto the sofa, knelt down on the thigh of Kika Watanabe, and pressed hard with both hands on her calf muscles.

"How's that going?"

"Hmm~, you can push harder"

"Then I'll continue, you bear with me."

From his point of view, he could see Mrs. Ji Xiang's plump and straight buttocks, and the slip dress was very thin, completely attached to the other party, showing off her alluring curves.

As a contented person, he enjoys massaging women, and always finds the beautiful legs in front of him very attractive.

The little hand pressed down slightly, feeling the extremely comfortable flesh sensation of his thighs, and he felt that he wanted more.

Looking at the woman's plump buttocks wrapped in black silk with suspenders, rising high, and barely covered by the cool slip dress, he only needs to boldly stretch out his hand to pick it up, and he can know what kind of scenery is inside.

Watanabe Norika, who closed her eyes and enjoyed it, didn't seem to be aware of his intentions, and her calves and soles were dredged, and her body and mind were pleasant, so that she was incomparably satisfied.

She lowered her long eyelashes slightly, as if she was fighting against sleep, and she didn't notice that the hands on her thighs were getting closer and closer to her black silk buttocks.

(End of chapter)