Jeff's mistress has what a massage therapist would call 'a lot of tension'; his ministrations are very pleasing to her, and she shows her gratitude by pressing his cock against his stomach with the sole of her foot, stroking up and down in slow, languid motions so as not to disturb his delightful massage.

There's that sound again, of a shoe dropping.

"How bold," she encourages. "Most men I've had the pleasure to know would have fantasized about something less...of service. And then what, Mister Jeff? What happens after you've charmed me with your musical tongue?"