Mistress had some work to do, especially since little S sounds suspiciously snivelly and she may have to be home tomorrow with a sick kid. So she's sitting in the sofa in the living room, and I sit between her, and we each have our laptops, even if mine has more fun things going on then hers.
And while she's working and completely focusing on the paper on her screen, her left foot is firmly, very firmly, planted all over my right one. That one is warm, the other one is a bit chilled. I'm sitting content and calm and keeps my self entertained, waiting for her to finish her job, and revelling in being owned by her.
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