"Well....you've been very kind to a relative stranger, and...well...um..." You start to stutter a bit: it was one thing to smell her foot, a whole other experience to touch it! Not that you cared she was rich, but it felt very odd to request rubbing the foot of someone like Abby. You liked the idea of her superiority, you guessed, but that didn't stop your desire to want to touch it. Also...she had been so kind to you, and after tiring her out, it was only kind you repayed her. "M-may I, um...rub your feet?" You asked, your face red.
Abby looked at you for just a second before smirking again. "Why, how sweet of you, child! You're like a knight in shining armor! If you wish to do so, you may." She said, her toes wiggling a little. Taking a hint, you slowly, carefully lifted her legs and positioned them over you lap. You were nearly instantly hit with the wonderful coconut scent again: already the fall that got you in here was well worth it. You got busy rubbing her feet, Abby occasionally moaning and constantly thanking you. While she still called you child, she did so in a sweet and kind manner that let you know she didn't think she was unfairly your better.
You continue the rub for roughly an hour, and at this point, both you and Abby look as if they were told their wish was granted. She giggles a little, smiling sweetly at you. "You're so wonderful at this, child...I'm tempted to make this a job for you..." She grinned. You were even happier now: was she offering to pay you for doing something you loved regularly?
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