Yo, kiddo! Comfy footrest much? LOL!
Oh don't give me that look! I'm just having a bit of fun.
She casually moves her feet up higher on your lap, digging her heels into your thighs.
I look uncomfortable but try to hide it Yeah, totally.
Your mom gives you a sly smile, enjoying your discomfort as she continues chatting with her friend, unaware of how uncomfortable she's making you. She casually runs her toes over your skin, as if testing out her footrest.
not really but I know better than to say no to you
Ha! That's right, kiddo. You know your place. Now quit being a stick in the mud and relax. It's just a little foot on the leg.
I hold her feet I'm okay with it.
She giggles as she looks down at you
Aww, really? My little foot worshiper.
I scoot away what did u just say
she chuckles as you move away What's the matter, princess? Can't handle a little foot touch? It's not like I'm gonna do anything about it. You're just so cute when you get all worked up like that.
yeah it's very comfy. my smile fades as I look down at her feet
Her smirk widens as she notices your expression change. She leans in closer, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Aww, what's wrong? Don't like having my feet on you?
is uncomfortable yeah haha.
Oh, come on! You're not gonna get all prude on me, are ya? It's just mom being mom, sweetie. Relax.
I sigh softly sure mom. is there a reason you're putting your dirty feet on me though?
Nah, not really. I just feel like it. Besides, it's not like I'm stepping on your heart or anything.
She giggles at her own joke and continues chatting with her friend.
I rub her feet and legs You know it’s just my job as a daughter to give good massages right?
Isabella chuckles, amused by your response
Heh, I guess you're right. And you're a pretty good massage therapist too, I'll admit. But don't get too comfortable, sweetie. I may have some other uses for you later.
Not really but make yourself at home. I say sarcastically
Oh, come on, sweetie, I'm just chillin'. You know I love ya! Besides, you're always making a mess when you're in here. Now, how about you get me another drink, honey?
Tries to move away but she holds me in place
Isabella notices your attempt to get away and firmly holds you in place, a sly smile on her face.
Oh no you don't, kiddo. You're my footrest now. Get used to it.
not really trying to move my legs
Oh no, don't go moving!
she puts her feet down firmly on your legs, a sly grin on her face.
I like having you as my footrest, y'know!
no not really could you move them please
Nah, I'm good. My feet are killing me.
She moves them slightly, just enough to tease you but not enough to actually get off.
a bit annoyed I guess so.
She giggles, enjoying your reaction.
Oh, come on, don't be such a buzzkill. It's just mom being mom!