I brushed her arm gently. She pulled away at first, not expecting the sudden touch, but she quickly relaxed and let me rub her arms softly. I was slow and methodical, using a special oil I had gotten just for this occasion. The thick smell was like a field of wild flowers. She smiled and tried to shift around, but the restraints on her wrists and ankles made it so just her middle moved, and that only a little.
I moved over her shoulders and neck gently massaging her tense muscles. Slowly I worked down her other arm and then back up to the neck of her tank top. I ran just my fingertips down the sides of her body till I got to the bottom of her skirt. It went all the way down to her knees, but I was in no hurry. She sighed as I rubbed her feet and calves. The oil mixed a bit with the thin layer of dust left on her skin from walking in flip flops.
I shook my head silently and started working up her leg again. When I reached her skirt I pushed it up an inch and started rubbing the oil in. Then I inched up just a little further. She shifted around again smiling, but I only made it up to her mid thigh before I abandoned the area. Instead I pushed up the bottom of her tank-top and began rubbing her stomach. Her thin yellow top rested a couple inches below her chest. I took a moment to watch her well shaped breasts rise and fall on the bed. Then I gently pushed my palms into her middle and spread them out to her sides. I poured on more oil and continued my massage, bending down and kissing her lightly on the stomach. She giggled as her smile widened.
I took my oily hands and carefully traced her breasts. She shifted around again waiting for me to finally reach her more sensitive areas. I bent down and kissed her through the yellow fabric where I knew one of her nipples would be. She giggled again and shifted around. I kissed her other nipple and slowly pushed a slippery hand under her tank top. She wasn't wearing a bra so my hand cupped her bare skin. I began to slowly knead her chest as I poured oil onto her shirt. The thin material quickly became transparent showing the dark nipples against her skin. I placed my index finger directly on top of her nipple and began to slowly make circles with it as I rubbed her other breast. Every so often I would lean down and kiss one nipple or the other, but mostly I just enjoyed watching as the began to stand. I wasn't in any hurry.