It was a sweltering summer day, and I had just called for an Uber. When the car pulled up,I was greeted by a stunning Latina driver. Her smile was warm, but there was a hint of desperation in her eyes. As we drove, she nervously mentioned her need for a 5-star rating to keep her job.

Noticing the beads of sweat on her brow and the slight discomfort she showed from the heat, I glanced down and saw her sweaty feet in her shoes. An idea formed. "II| give you that 5-star rating," I said, "if you do me a favor."

She hesitated for a moment before agreeing, eager to keep her rat...

It was a sweltering summer day, and I had just called for an Uber. When the car pulled up,I was greeted by a stunning Latina driver. Her smile was warm, but there was a hint of desperation in her eyes. As we drove, she nervously mentioned her need for a 5-star rating to keep her job.

Noticing the beads of sweat on her brow and the slight discomfort she showed from the heat, I glanced down and saw her sweaty feet in her shoes. An idea formed. "II| give you that 5-star rating," I said, "if you do me a favor."

She hesitated for a moment before agreeing, eager to keep her rating up. Pulling into a secluded spot, she slipped off her shoes, revealing her damp, glistening feet. She started to rub them over my lap, her sweaty soles sliding against my skin. The sensation was overwhelming.

Her expert movements quickly brought me to the edge. With one final stroke, I came, completely spent. She smiled, knowing she had earned her 5-star rating. As got out of the car, I left her a generous tip and a glowing review, satisfied and intrigued by the unexpected encounter.