Peeking through the window in my usual vintage point I wait for my Angel to appear. My pants already bulge with the fantasy of her going through my head. Our last encounter was when she actually winked toward me like she knew I was there. Tense and expectant yet she comes not through her bedroom door. Where can she be? The car is here as I always checked that first. Turning to look toward the front of the house, and face to face I find myself with the object of my lust filled thoughts, and secret voyeuristic rendezvous. Stammering I try to come up with excuses and hide my bulge at the same time.

“Shhhh…” she whispers putting her finger over her luscious lips and shushing me effectively.

She is more gorgeous up close than through the window. She’s wearing a red corset with black piping up the side. Her full perky breasts barely contained. She takes my hand and tugs me after her. I follow blindly along by a puppy concentration on her warm hand pulling me along. She pulls me into that secret domain of her bedroom that I’ve dreamed about for so long. Looking out the window I can see why she always knew I was there. It’s clear as day out there, every bush outlined in sharp relief. It must be a one way mirror window. I blush deeply crimson at the thought of the last month spent out there thinking how hidden I was as she knew all along of my depravities.

“You want these?” she says cupping her corset under her breasts.

Stammering I try once again to give her an explanation but a sharp stinging pain in my back stops me. She raises the flogger I had missed seeing her pick up.

“I’ll ask you once more boy, do you want these?”

Understanding dawns in my thick brain.

“Yes Mistress,” I reply more confident in my role as it becomes clear that she knows about me and my passions all along.

“That’s better boy, on your knees.”

I fall to my knees before her lowering my head to touch her gorgeous black high heeled boots. She pushes the boot closer to my mouth and happily I begin to lick and suck every inch of that glossy footwear. Sitting down on the bed she stretches her foot out toward me. Looking into her eyes no words are needed. Unzipping the side of the boots I carefully pull them off her sexy feet and set them aside next to each other. Still on my knees I turn back and examine those feet I’d dreamed about for so long. Long sexy legs end in small perfectly shaped feet. A small mole on the top of her foot adds character. Her neatly manicured toes are painted with a fresh coat of bright red nail polish. I’d dreamed about polishing those nails and painting them myself, now I can fulfill some of my fantasy. Looking up and sensing no condemnation in her eyes I slowly lift one foot and start sucking and kissing every inch working my way from the heel up to caress the mole with quick swirls of my tongue to finally taking each and every toe in my mouth and sucking all around them. Not able to believe this is really happening my heart is in overdrive as I wait to wake up. A swift slap with the crop across my back makes me realize it isn’t a dream as the quick sharp pain lingers in a pleasant way. Grabbing my hair the Goddess yanks it back painfully.