His

I was kneeling at the end of the bed, watching her text him, wanting nothing more than to lean forward, kiss her nylon covered feet, lick her nylon covered legs, worship her nylon covered ass. "W...well?" I asked, aware my voice broke, aware I was coming across as eager, too eager.

"I'm texting him," Emily chuckled. "My god, you're so impatient." I could hear the clicks as she typed. 

"Emily," I said, almost shaking. 

She looked back, smiled. "Just stay calm and enjoy the view," she said, knowing I was staring at her feet, legs, and ass, all covered in pantyhose.

"I...I just..."

"If he's available," she said, "you can if he's available."

"Please," I said, "you...you're teasing me."

"Of course I'm teasing you, love," she said. "He said five minutes."

Five minutes might as well have been five hours...or five days.

Finally, her phone rang. "Evan," she said, joy in her voice.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey yourself," she said pleasantly.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"You're insufferable," she said.

"Me?" he asked.

Emily looked back over her shoulder, nodded. Immediately I leaned forward, took one nylon covered foot in my hands, kissed and licked it like I'd not eaten in days or weeks.

"You," she said. "What's going on is girl calling her boyfriend to say hi...and tell him how much she's looking forward to seeing him."

"You just miss cock," he said, laughing.

I felt myself shudder, kissed up her to her heel, back down to her toes, sucked her smooth toes through her nylons.

"Maybe," she said.

"Well I'm looking forward to seeing you, too," he said. "You pack yet?"

"Not yet," she said,  "it's a whole process."

"It's two nights," he said.

"I like to look pretty for you," she said.

I kissed back up her foot, onto the back of her leg, my tongue leaving a faint, wet trail on the nylon, my hands kneading her muscle.

"How was your day?" he asked.

"Long and stressful," she said.

"You need something to relax," he said.

"One of the benefits of being married is on demand massages," she said, her voice relaxed as I licked, kneaded, and kissed her legs.

"Now? Who's the insufferable one?"

She laughed. "It's true," she said.

"I'm glad I'm in control," he said.

She laughed again. "Baby, you know I'd save myself for you even if you weren't. Even so, I kept my pantyhose and thong on so everything will be chaste, don't worry."

"I'd rip them off," he said.

"Of course you would," she said, "but that's not a thought that enter's a sissy's mind." She looked back at me, tilted her head, smiled at her teasing tone. "She behaves, trust me."

"I won't," he said.

"Promise?" she said.

"Oh, I promise," he assured her. "So, we're meeting where?"

I continued as they discussed their plans, licked her, massaged her, her dutiful sissy, knowing in a few days she would be his again, even if only for two days and nights, his.