Lori happened to be gone for the weekend. She knew Tony had a straying eye when he was at work, but how much trouble could he get into at home? She often wondered what he did while she was away on business, but she never could pin anything on him. She knew the greatest danger was when he was at work. That is where he would fall under the spell of his secretary, the recently divorced Kathy. Lori knew it was no secret Kathy had her sights set squarely on Tony. Kathy even told him this on a daily basis. Tony would say she is only joking, but Lori knew better. Kathy was after Tony, and she knew his weaknesses.
Poor Tony is a lot of things, but he is a good man. He just has a weakness for women’s feet. He would break his neck just to see women walk down the street in flip-flops and sandals during the summer. He hated winter, because the girls wore socks then. But Tony still found ways to see feet. The Internet is a foot fetishist’s dream world.
Kathy knew of Tony’s love of all things female foot. She always wore sandals or flip-flops. She kept her toes immaculately pedicured. She wore toe rings and anklets to draw attention to her feet. She always made sure her legs were crossed and her feet on full display whenever Tony wandered through her office. Something he often did when she wore shorts. He tried to be coy, but she always caught him looking. After a while, it became a game.
Tony never cheated on Lori, but there was constant pressure. He is a smart man, but Kathy’s wiles were getting to him. He didn’t even realize he was attracted to Kathy, but he slowly started noticing her. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her when she was at work, and sometimes at home he would catch himself wondering what she was doing. Finally he told himself that he couldn’t live like this anymore. He’s a married man, so it was time to start acting like one. So he rededicated himself to his wife and family. And Kathy wasn’t happy about it.
Life started slowing down again as the summer progressed, and Kathy was making no head way at all with Tony. No matter how often she wore shorts, toe rings, and anklets. He wasn’t paying attention anymore.
But Kathy wasn’t about to give up so easily. She had a master plan. She knows Lori goes out of town on business quite often. She also knows Tony has to stay home with the family during those occasions.
So one bright, sunny Saturday afternoon, Kathy got in her car and drove to visit poor, unsuspecting Tony. Kathy spent the better part of the morning in a nail salon getting her fingernails and toenails done. She knows Tony’s favorite color is blue. So she used blue nail polish. She thought she was ready to make an impression. What she didn’t know is that she was indeed going to make an impression. But it wasn’t what she anticipated.
Kathy pulled up in front of Tony’s house was very pleased to see there was no Lori. Her car was gone. Kathy smiles as she strides up the sidewalk to the door. She knocks confidently but there is no response. She knocks again…still no answer. She looks around and sees Tony’s truck in front of the house. He has to be here. He never leaves for work with Lori. She peers through the windows, but still nothing.
After a few minutes of banging on the door, Kathy decides that Tony must have left with someone. Maybe he went with Lori. Anger and jealousy cause her face to flush and she storms toward her car, but on her way she hears a noise from the backyard. “Well now….” she thinks to herself, maybe he’s in the backyard. She changes course and walks up to the gate leading behind the house. The gate is unlocked so she walks right through. To her relief, Tony is standing next to his shed with his back to her working on his grill. She takes a quick look around and sees no one else there. Taking a deep breath, she tiptoes across the lawn and up behind the unsuspecting Tony. She knows his affinity for her feet, so when she nears, she slips her right foot out of her flip-flop and slides it just so her toes will be in his view when he looks up. After a brief moment, she senses his body tense and then his head suddenly raises and bangs hard off the grill hood.
Kathy giggles as Tony rubs the back of his head, but he hasn’t taken his eyes off her bare legs and perfect pedicure.
“What are you doing here, Kathy?” He asks as he gazes at her toes.
“Oh, I was just in the neighborhood and thought I would drop by and see you.”
“I see you got your toes done.”
“You like them?”
“Uh, you know I do.”
“Where is everyone?”
“Gone. Lori’s out of town. Leigh took the kids down to the park to swim.”
“Oh? So we’re here alone.”
Suddenly Tony is visibly uncomfortable. He shifts from foot to foot, but his eyes never leave Kathy’s toes. “Uh, yeah. Don’t know when the kids will be back though.”
“How long have they been gone?”
“Uh, thirty minutes or so…..”
Kathy smiles coyly at Tony, and slowly raises her eyes to meet his, “So they will be gone awhile?” she asks as she puts her hands on his hips. Tony tries to step back, but he accidentally places his hand on the hot grill.
“Yeeeooowwwww!!!,” he exclaims pulling away.
“Awww, let me see!” Kathy says, taking Tony’s hand in hers. She examines the red burn on his finger tips and says, “Here, I’ll make it all better,” and she takes his forefinger into her mouth and begins gently sucking. Her eyes rise to meet his.
“What the fuck is going on here?”
The voice shatters the calm and ends whatever reverie Kathy and Tony was briefly experiencing. Both quickly look to see where the question came from and standing a few feet away from then was Lori’s mother, Leigh. Anger, hurt, and betrayal was stewing behind her eyes.
“What the hell are you doing, Tony? Why is that whore here?”
Kathy is startled by the Leigh’s sudden appearance, but anger surges through at being called a whore. “Who are you calling a whore, you fat, dried up old slut?”
Leigh eyes the younger woman and sizes her up. She has been in several full-blown brawls over the years and she is not about to take lip from this young, gold-digging tramp.
“I’m calling you a whore. Surely you are smart enough to know that any woman who messes with a married man is a whore. Now get the fuck out of here before I drag you out.”
Kathy turns to face the older woman, “Look grandma. I’m not going anywhere, but you are welcome to leave. Or better yet, why don’t you pack up your slut daughter’s things so leaving will be easier for her too. Everyone knows that she isn’t out of town working. Who goes out of town to work on weekends? Well, maybe she is working. Flat on her back!”
Before she can control herself, anger gets the best of Leigh. Even though she is almost fifteen years older, and she is certainly out of shape, there is no way she is going to let this bitch talk about her daughter this way. Her right hand quickly shoots out and her palm lands with a loud “crack” on Kathy’s left cheek. The younger blonde recoils, not expecting the blow, and stares at the older woman.
“You’ll pay for that you fucking COW!!!!” Kathy screams as she launches herself at the older woman.
Kathy’s fingers entwine in the older woman’s hair and yank her head back and forth violently. Leigh outweighs the younger Kathy by at least fifty pounds so she doesn’t move very easily. She takes a step forward and drives her fist deep in the younger girl’s belly. A gush of air escapes Kathy’s lungs and she drops to one knee, releasing Leigh’s hair at the same time.
Leigh grasps Kathy’s head with both hands and lifts her knee to drive it into the blonde’s face, but the desperate Kathy raises both hands and manages to push the knee away. The 220 lbs Leigh doesn’t move as fast as she used to, and being pushed off balance doesn’t help. She twists and steps back to keep her balance, but Kathy senses the problem and dives against the bigger woman’s knees. Leigh shrieks and falls back on her butt. Her hands are still wrapped in the smaller girl’s hair and she drags Kathy down with her.
By now, Kathy’s flip-flops are gone, and her new pedicure is well on its way to ruin. She is pissed at this new turn of events, and she is embarrassed at the way the older woman had manhandled her in front of Tony. Now it’s time to get a little payback.
Still on her knees, Kathy begins firing hard punches into Leigh’s soft belly and massive 42D breasts. “You saggy old bitch, I’m going to fucking kill you!” Kathy screams as she pounds away at the older woman. Sensing an easy victory now, Kathy stands up and raises her foot to kick the older woman in the stomach. But Leigh is an old school brawler. She believes in the “Alls fair in love and war” concept of life. She lifts her left leg, bends her knee slightly and drives it forward straight into the oncoming Kathy’s belly, just below her navel. The younger girl yelps once in pain, shock, and disbelief and topples to the ground clutching her midsection.
The old warrior works her way onto her knees and stares at the younger woman curled up on the ground sobbing. She looks at Tony, who while still embarrassed, is totally enthralled by the events taking place around him. Then Leigh walks on her knees to fallen girl. She stands up and kicks her three times in the side and kidneys with her bare heel. Kathy grunts and exclaims her submission each time Leigh’s foot lands, but the older woman is angry…and she is just getting started.
Leigh grabs the younger girl by the hair and begins dragging her across the grass. Kathy’s bare toes fight for purchase and she tries to rise to her knees but each time she nearly stands, Leigh gives her a hard yank and she slams face first onto the ground. Leigh continues dragging her victim until she reaches the children’s swingset. She drops the younger girl’s hair unceremoniously on the ground and begins unlatching the children’s swing saddles. Kathy watches her for a moment and decides that whatever Leigh is doing won’t be good for her. She staggers to her knees and then to her feet and looks to flee the yard, but she only manages one step before Leigh’s foot shoots out and trips her.
“Oh? I though you were done bitch! You have plenty of fight left in you!” Leigh growls as she grasps the fallen woman’s hair and straddles her back. With one hand clutching Kathy’s hair from behind, Leigh begins slamming punch after punch into the side of Kathy’s head and face until blood is dripping from her busted nose and mashed lips. A few more punches and Kathy hangs limply from Leigh’s grasp. For good measure, Leigh straddles Kathy’s back, sits down, grasps both hands full of hair…and ears…on the side of Kathy’s head and then slams the beaten woman’s face into the grass over and over until she feels her body go limp.
Kathy lies on the ground for a few more minutes. Every inch of her body hurts from the roots of what’s left of her hair all the way down her scratched and burning thighs to her bare toes, which are covered in dirt and grass from the yard. Her blue jean shorts are torn and pulled halfway down her thighs from being dragged and her white tank top is virtually gone. All she can think of is how badly she wants to leave, but she is in too much pain to get up. Just when she gets to will to move, she is roughly yanked to her knees by the hair. The sobbing starts anew as she is half dragged to the swing set. She notices all the saddles have been removed from the chain. The chains have been attached together to form swinging U=shaped figures. Why did she do that? Then to her horror, she finds out why.
“So? You want to stay around her for awhile?” Leigh asks with an evil grin. “I’ve found you the perfect place.”
Kathy tries to fight back, but it’s no use, the old warrior is just too much for her. Before she knows it, Kathy is draped over the attached chains, and dangling limply on the ground. The chains running under her armpits to keep her aloft. Her butt and upper thighs near the ground but not quite touching it. Kathy repeatedly begs Leigh, then Tony, to set her free. Leigh just laughs and Tony looks on helplessly.
Leigh grabs Kathy’s hair again and pulls the sobbing woman’s face up to hers. “I think we’ll just keep you around until Lori gets home. I think she’ll want a little chat with you too.”
Kathy’s eyes opened wide with fear and she frantically tried to free herself, but to no avail. The chains only dug in deeper. She was stuck, and she was completely at Leigh’s mercy. Kathy began to beg anew as Leigh and Tony talked rapidly across the yard. Finally, Leigh turned back to her and approached carrying a lawn chair.
Leigh sat down in front of the begging Kathy, and stretched her legs out. She rested one foot on each of Kathy’s shoulders. “Tony and I discussed it and we decided that we would give you a chance to free yourself before Lori gets home. Here is your only option. You can clean the dirt off my feet, or you can hang her all afternoon and wait for Lori to break your neck. What’s your choice?”
Kathy starts sobbing. She knows Lori’s reputation as a brawler, and after the ease with which her older mother handled her, Kathy knows she has no chance against Lori. Leigh may be right. Lori may just break her neck. Kathy is brave, but she isn’t stupid. All she knows is that she needs to get out of her so she can gather her belongings, her child, and look for another job. Preferably in another town. But she also knows the task she must perform to be set free. She tilts her head to the left just as the dirty sole of Leigh’s right foot mashes against her lips. Before she knows it, she has licked every inch of dirt off Leigh’s smelly, sweaty foot. After a while, the toes of Leigh’s left foot are in her mouth when she hears Leigh ask Tony to help free her. After a few minutes, Kathy is lying on the ground trying to gather the strength to leave. She stands up, straightens her clothes and heads across the backyard toward the gate. However, before she gets there, a voice behind her draws her up short. She turns to see Leigh looking at her. Leigh reaches out with one quick, hard slap across her cheek.
“If you ever come near my family again, you little whore, I’ll break your back and drop your body in an abandoned mine shaft.”
With that, Kathy is allowed to leave. She went to her car, drove off, and left town the next day.
Author's Note: This story was a request from another member. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Jonica
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