Legs

Master can have his pick of women. At 47, he's in better shape, and better looking, than many men half his age. In his line of work, he comes across any number of them that are sexy and beautiful. Shayla, to her knowledge, has always been pretty, but plain, and has never considered herself to be in the same category as 'sexy' or 'beautiful'. So it's been a bit of a shock to discover that Master has been coming to enjoy looking at her, especially her legs, more as time goes by. She can even recall the word 'beautiful' coming from his mouth a time or three in reference to her. Wow.

All the exercise helps, the walking, the stairs, all of it. And it's been a very gradual change, so subtle that it's barely noticed until suddenly you're seeing something very different than what it was originally. But it seems that the past few weeks Master's been eyeing and commenting on shayla's legs more often. To her, there's been a great deal of change, even in her ankles. She's had to remove an inch worth of links from the chain of bells she wears on the left one in the past two weeks, as it kept getting looser.

The other night, after serving him his meal, shayla turned from him and walked to the door of the room when he stopped her, telling her to come back and face him. At first shayla thought she'd done something wrong somehow. Turned out that he just wanted her to walk out the room again, slowly, wanting to take a second look. Yesterday while doing her push-ups she almost collapsed with surprise when he stepped behind her and ran his fingers down the backs of her thighs, commenting on how sexy they were. And there have been a number of times that shayla has been massaging his shoulders and back while he was working on the computer, and he would idly caress her thighs (something that always makes them a little heated and wobbly).

She's been the recipient of more male attention the past couple months, more comments on her appearance and physical looks. While flattering, they've been strangers, so it's easy to take the compliments at face value. People she sees often, but don't know much about her, and nobody close to her. But for her Master to say the same things is a world of difference. Shayla's not been fishing for compliments from him (something he knows she's doing before she does anyway, and is Not Pleased to see it happen), but to hear the words, or receive the touch, means a great deal to her. Because he always means what he says. So this pleasure at how her legs are shaping up (no pun intended) is stunning and unexpected, given his experience with women.

If she can get up the gumption, she'll beg him to consider posting a photo. More pics of the work in progress. Though, it's rather nice, having pictures of one's self that are actually flattering.

shayla