After receiving your text that you were close I meet you at the door admiring the way your hips sway as you totter up the path following your long trip across the country. You drop your bag and I wrap you in a big hug, tilting your head up I lean in to give you a warm welcome kiss; our tongues exploring each other as your hands run up and down my back under my shirt and I trace intricate light figure eights across the small of your back.
Finally drawing away for breath you say you need a drink and something to relax you after your trip. Leading you into the living room I place you on the sofa and tell you to stay put whilst I fix up a few things. I close the blinds and disappear into the kitchen; I return, glass of champagne in hand and a bowl of luscious ripe cool strawberries for you. My only response to your ‘what are you up to?’ is a cheeky smile as I saunter off into the kitchen again, leaving you wondering what to expect next. I re-appear and position a number of scented candles across the mantle of the fire and at strategic points around the room, the smell of jasmine fills the air as I push you back into the sofa, slowly feeding you ripe strawberries, the juice staining your lips before I lick and kiss it all away; I disappear again to moans of disappointment which turn to giggles of laughter as I re-appear moments later, naked save for a large beach towel and a warmed bottle of edible massage oil.
Throwing the towel out onto the floor, the ambience just about right with the candles and the scent of jasmine permeating the air, I turn to face you, oil in hand, and utter the cheesiest line ever ‘Ma’am does not need to relax she deserves to be pampered and it is my intention to pamper to the best of my ability. Should Ma’am require anything of me she should not hesitate to ask.’ You find this hilarious but soon quieten down as I re-fill your glass and feed you some more strawberries, my semi-rigid cock waving in your eye line.
I drop down to my knees in front of you and lifting a foot at a time I slowly unzip your boots and slide them off, I give each foot a good rub before reaching under your trousers to roll each sock down and over those perfectly formed feet. I take your feet and resting them on my thigh I begin to massage from the heel to the toe, nothing extreme just a gentle pressure and rub to ease the muscles; you begin to get the idea and a relaxing sigh escapes your lips as you sink deeper into the sofa and offer your glass for a re-fill. I reach behind me for the vial of warm flavoured oil and drop a little onto your wriggling toes before oiling up my hands and proceeding to work it diligently into your feet. I lift one foot and place it over my shoulder, as I lift the other foot you shuffle in anticipation of both legs over my shoulders but I pause and taking that delicious appendage in both hands I carefully raise it to my lips, my tongue extended as I lick from the heel to the toe before enveloping it in my mouth. Running my tongue around your strawberry flavoured toe I slide it gently in and out of my mouth my tongue rolling around it as you hook your other leg around my head and begin to gently rock it back and forth almost fucking my mouth with your foot, a long pleasurable sigh escapes you as I glance up to see your head tilted back in pleasure, your eyes half closed and your tongue wetting your lips in ill-concealed joy at the sensation.
I sit back and indicate that you should stand up, standing with you I slowly undress you; starting with your blouse, the buttons coming undone easily under my touch I slide it off your shoulders and drop it to the floor, exposing your smooth flat stomach and a glorious expanse of slightly reddening bosom. I take each arm in turn, planting small kisses all the way down, paying particular attention to the fingers, sucking each one into my mouth before working my way back up the underside; I remove your bra, freeing those swelling globes from their restrictive confines I cup each in turn planting more small kisses everywhere as I flick the nipples with my tongue, sucking them into my mouth and gently nipping on them until they are full and hard; working my way lower, over your stomach, pausing to pay attention to your sensitive button which is fluttering as you catch your breath in slowly deepening gulps; as I raise my hands to undo your trousers you sense an opportunity to intervene and stop me saying ‘Ma’am wishes you to undo them with your mouth.’ So, placing both hands on the sofa I lean forward and set to work, trying desperately to ignore the hilarity evident in your giggles at my predicament I finally get the button undone and using my teeth I pull the material to the side which pulls the zip apart, I take a moment to run my tongue along the line of your panties, the scent of your excited sexually arousal beginning to fill my nostrils as I lick across the totally shaven expanse under the thin lace. Unable to take it anymore I reach up and strip off your trousers and panties and explain that before continuing I need to be oiled all over and you state that you will do my back first.
Turning my back to you I allow you to drizzle oil all over my back and legs and relish the touch of you working it deep into my flesh, you pay particular attention to the backs of my legs, running your hands up the insides of my thighs and deliberately snagging my balls, you rub oil into my cheeks and take the opportunity to run your thumbs down my ass to see the reaction you get and finally finished you tell me to turn around. Sitting back down you order me to come closer until I am standing between your outstretched legs and you are laying back looking me up and down in a seductive yet appraising manner. You come to a decision and handing me the oil say ‘Oil up your front Johnny boy I want to watch’. I pour oil into my cupped hands and I start with my lower legs, having to bend right over to reach my calves and as I work the oil into my flesh my arms and shoulders are rubbing against the silky smoothness of your thighs; titling my head I run a series of little kisses and nips across your stomach and the very top of your pulsating pussy which elicits a moan of pleasure from your wanton mouth. As my hands move up my body to oil my thighs I notice that you now have your breasts firmly cupped in your hands, the thumbs and fingers rolling across the hard nipples as you gently squeeze and knead your flesh. I apply more oil to my hands and begin to work it into my chest, massaging and rubbing my way lower and lower, your eyes are avidly watching my hands, following every move as your lips part slightly, your tongue flicking out to moisten them; your hands are involuntarily following the movements of mine slowly sinking lower and lower across your body as you gently begin to arc your back in arousal.
