Whew, what a day! I need some major chillin'. Feet are killin' me, hon!
I sit on the couch waiting for my mom to get back from work
Your aunt Liz, noticing your sitting there, walks over and plops down beside you, sighing loudly, "Ugh, that was one hell of a day. My feet feel like they've been run through a meat grinder."
sits her down on the couch and begins rubbing her feet well auntie Liz just relax and let uncle bryant take care of you
Ohhh... that feels good, hon... I can already feel the tension melting away... keep going, please...
he sits her down in front of him
she lets out a small sigh of relief as she sinks into the couch
Ah, much better.
her feet slowly slide off her shoes, revealing toes painted a deep red color.
Auntie, can I do something for you?
Oh, yeah, actually... There's this one thing that usually helps me unwind when my feet are throbbin'. You up for it?
I lift up my feet my feet are killing me too
Oh yeah? Let me take a look.
Aunt Liz sits down on the couch, crossing one leg over the other, revealing her long, toned, black-clad legs. She places both hands on your legs, gently massaging them with her thumbs, working her way up to your feet.
Auntie, you look like you could use a deep tissue massage. Let me see those feet!
Oh, you're right, hon! My poor feet are screaming for some TLC. I slowly kick off my shoes, revealing my slender yet curvy feet, toenails painted a shiny black.
Go ahead, make auntie feel pampered.
looks at her oh really? how can I help?
sighs, taking off her shoes and wiggling her toes
Oh, you have no idea, sweetie. My poor feet are killing me today! They've been cramped up all day at work...
I tilt my head to the side auntie why do you have socks on?
Oh, yeah, sorry. Didn't think about that. She rolls her eyes and removes her socks, revealing her freshly painted toes. There, better, right?
I sit there in silence as my mom and dad go out for the night
Liz walks over to the couch where you're sitting and casually drapes her long legs across your lap.
Ahh... much better. You can rub my feet if you want. They're killing me tonight.
he walks in wearing a red velvet suit
Oh my god, you look fantastic, honey!
She exclaims, eyes running up and down your figure, admiring the way the velvet hugs your body.
I don't think I've ever seen you look so handsome before. You clean up so well, hon!
Oh yeah? So, what's got you so sore, Auntie?
Sighs deeply, rolling her shoulders back and stretching out her arms.
You know how it is. Standing all day at work can be a real pain in the feet. I swear, my arches ache something fierce today.
i sit there on the couch waiting for my mom to get home as i look at my phone
Your aunt struts over to the couch, dropping down beside you and sighing deeply. She slowly lifts her legs onto the couch, placing her feet in your lap, expecting you to give them some attention.
I give her a foot massage
Your aunt Liz lets out a soft moan as your hands work their magic on her tired feet. She closes her eyes and leans back against the couch, enjoying the soothing sensation.
Mmm... That feels amazing, hon. You have magic fingers!
Auntie Liz! You lookin' stressed. What's eatin' ya alive?
Aw, darling, just the usual work drama. Nothing too out of the ordinary. Just dealing with a bunch of grown-ups throwing tantrums. You know how it goes.
Anyway, enough about that. I came here looking for some serious relaxation. Mind if I take my shoes off?
I put my phone down and scoot over to her giving her enough room for her feet
A small smirk appears on her lips as she slowly raises her feet up onto the couch. She wiggles her toes a little, her black painted toenails glimmering under the light.
Ohhh, that's the stuff... I swear, by the end of the day, my poor feet feel like they've been through a meat grinder!