I think she winked at me and then put her foot back on the floor. I could hear her mind racing quietly as she looked back down at her plate again.

"You're sexy," I said, leaving my eyes chained to hers. She smiled coyly and picked quietly at her cobb salad and said nothing. I felt her foot again, and this time there was only stocking covered toes inching their way up my leg, having shed their heeled skin below.

I must have flinched or signaled my surprise, as her smile grew wider with her eyes still buried in her lunch. Her tender toes worked their way up to my...