After Bobby had finished Rachel stepped aside and said "Your turn Linds."
Lindsay walked over and waited cooly as Bobby licked her platforms clean even turning so he could get her heels. Then they cut his legs free. Bobby strugled to his feet and followed the two teen beauties through the empty parking lot to the car. Rachel opened the trunk and said "Get in!"
"I'm not going in there!" Bobby protested.
"Then you can walk home! You're not riding in my car all covered with mud!" Rachel answered.
Bobby certainly didn't want to walk all the way home so he meekly crawled into the cramped trunk of the Mustang. He nearly fell in as his hands were still immobilized at his side.
"And if you ever want to come to another party, you won't say a word to Mom about this tomorrow. Right squirt!" Rachel threatened.
"Yes Rachel.." Bobby answered. Rachel slammed the trunk and the girls got in the car to leave. It would be a long ride home for Bobby.
Rachel , Lindsay and Bobby return with some friends. Since his long night of serving as the doormat in front of the porta-potty at his sister Rachels' party, Bobby was confused. He didn't know why but the memories of being walked on by all those attractive teenage girls made him more excited than anything else ever had. The visions of looking up their firm legs, which to him seemed ten feet tall, was really a turn-on. Their pretty smiles lookiing down at him even as their high heels dug into his chest was all he could think of. He didn't know how but he was determined to get into such a position again!
One day as he passed by Rachels' bedroom, he over heard her talking on the phone and stopped to eavesdrop. It sounded like she was talking to her friend Lindsay. Bobby wanted to get under her feet most of all. Rachel noticed him outside and with a smirking look closed the door. Not to be put off, Bobby snuck over to the phone on the roll top desk iin the hall and quietly picked it up to listen in. His mouth fell open as he heard their conversation.
"A few of the girls have been asking about your brother Rachel." Lindsay said.
"What about the runt?" Rachel asked with sarcasm.
"They thought it was so cool to use him as a doormat." Lindsay continued.
"Yeah it was kind of fun wasn't it?" Rachel replied. "He did look ridiculous!" Both girls laughed.
"Anyway, they were asking me if we could get him to do it again."
"I don't know, Mom was pretty curius about all those marks on his face last time! And I don't think he'd volunteer!" Rachel said.
"He might if I asked him. You know how he feels about me." Lindsay laughed.
"That's true, I think he'd lick dogshit off your shoes if you told him to!" Rachel chuckled.
They didn't know how right they were, Bobby thought. Just then Bobby heard his Mom coming home from work. He quickly hung up the phone and hid under the desk so she wouldn't see him standing there with that enormous bulge in his shorts. Mrs. Anderson came down the hall in her usual business attire of a tailored suit and skirt and high heel pumps. She approached the desk and put down her bag not noticing her son crouched underneath. As she stopped and reached for the phone, the heel of her shoe came to rest pinching the skin between his thumb and forefinger. The pain was unbelievable and Bobby tried his best not to make a sound. Mrs. anderson picked up the phone and as she raised it to her ear, shifted all her weight to the foot that had pinned Bobbys' hand to the floor.
"Oh hi Rachel . Sorry I didn't know you were on the phone." she said happily as her son suffered under her heel. "I need to make a call so don't stay on too long."
"OK Mom, no problem." Rachel answered.
"Where's Bobby?" she asked.
"I don't know, he's around the house someplace." Rachel said.
"OK, remember I need the phone."
She hung up the receiver and picked up her purse to look for something. Bobby was in agony now as she absentmindedly shifted her weight back and forth even twisting a little and catching his pinky under the sole of her shoe. He didn't know how much more he could take when she found what she was looking for and turned to go into the living room. As soon as she was out of site Bobby crawled out and darted thru the back door. He examined the red welt on his hand that was throbbing in pain and figured he was lucky she hadn't broken any bones. Bobby kept quiet about what he heard on the phone that day. He bided his time waiting to see what the girls wwere planning. Finally several days later he walked out onto the patio to find Rachel and Lindsay polishing their fingernails. As he passed by Rachel cleared her throat and Lindsay looked upat him and smiled. "Hi Bobby" Bobby, who nearly melted everytime she evn looked at him stammered "Hi Lindsay"
"I haven't seen you in a while. How've you been?" Lindsay asked looking back at her nails and blowing on them.
"OK, I guess." he answered shyly.
"Would you be a dear and do this for me?" she asked sweetly holding her hand up to his face. Bobby obediantly began blowing on her nails for her. Rachel covered her mouth to supress a giggle.
"Hey I was just telling Rachel, we're gonna get together with a couple other girls at my house tomorrow night to watch videos. Your welcome to come along if you want." she said as he continued to blow on her other hand.
"Me? Are you sure? Why would you want me there?" Bobby asked his heart racing, knowing full well what they had in mind.
"I like having you around sweety! Say you'll come along." she gave Rachel a wink and turned to Bobby with a pouty smile.
"Sure I'll come if it's ok with Rachel." Bobby answered meekly.
"Hey, it's your neck!" Rachel chuckled as Lindsay shot her a frown.
"Great! See you there.' Lindsay said finally pulling her hand away and inspecting her nails. Bobby could barely thiink of anything else the entire next day.
"Could you be a dear and help me get the popcorn off the top shelf? I can't reach it." she said sweetly.
"Sure," Bobby said walking over. But at five foot five he was no taller than Lindsay. "I don't think I can reach it either." he said sheepishly.
"No SILLY, I want you to lie down here," she said pointing to the floor at her feet. "Then I'll be able to reach it." Bobby blushed as he got down on the floor before the teen goddess. She grinned and stepped up on his chest with her bare feet. This was different Bobby thought. Without her high heels on there was hardly any discomfort as she stood on him and the view was beautiful. She must have been barefoot all day as he noticed her feet were somewhat dirty on the bottom. Lindsay retrieved the popcorn and placed it in the microwave while still standing casually on his chest. She smiled down at him, leaning on the counter as the microwave hummed.
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