I walk into your room and find that you are working at the computer (probably emailing some lucky guy!) and I can't help but notice how sexy you look in your tank top and shorts... I slide my jacket off silently, then my shirt, socks and shoes...leaving only my boxers on...
I slide my hands onto your shoulders and start rubbing the base of your neck... I slide my hands onto your shoulders and start rubbing the base of your neck... just relax, close your eyes...enjoy...sit up a bit straighter, there that's better...how does it feel? I ask as my hands slide in circles at the base of your neck...
My hands continue their journey sliding around your neck, sometimes moving out to your shoulders...while they work their magic, let me tell you more about myself... My large and lightly callused hands are moving to a definite rhythm as I stroke your shoulders ...<you catch a glimpse of the back of my hands an notice the veins rise above my strong, darkly tanned hands...you have a good feeling about them – You and they are warm...> You wonder what I look like (I am 6 feet 2 inches tall, muscular, 195 ponds with light hair, blue eyes large hands and very long legs...)
While you can't see the silk boxers I am wearing, you can see the muscles on my calves as they flex with my efforts...My hands travel up into your hair and massage your scalp, caressing your temples, releasing all the tension you have inside...your back slumps slightly as your body yields to my touch...my fingers knead your shoulder muscles and slide out to the tops of your shoulders...under the shoulders of your flannel top...
How does this feel now? I ask as my lips brush against your neck as my hands continue to work your shoulders... I slide my fingers under the straps of your tank top as I attempt to get at all your shoulder muscles...Oh god, your neck is so inviting...my lips can't stay away...I softly nuzzle the juncture of your neck and shoulders while my hands move to your arms...stroking down from shoulder to elbow... I am in heaven...
Standing over you, I lean forward to see the swell of your chest, rising and falling with every deep relaxed breath... I feel stirrings of my own excitement...my hands flutter briefly as my eyes take in your body...my lips move up to the lobe of your ear as my hands slide down your back to your waist...
My fingers touch the hem of your shirt and slide underneath...you arch back against me and moan in anticipation...I lean over your shoulder and I can make out the outline of your nipples, now rock hard as I begin to lift your shirt over your head...Now, with nothing to stop my hands, they begin to trace an intricate pattern over the muscles in your back, hitting all the right spots, you whimper and moan as my lips continue their quest on your neck...My eyes sneak a peak over your shoulder at your chest... I can see your nipples stand tall in the night, straining the fabric of your bra...my heart beats wildly...
The almond scent of the lotion fills the room as the warmth from my hands spreads across your back...I want so much more of you but I don't want to spoil the moment...my eyes ...oh the sight of your chest as it rises and falls with your breathing...my gaze is focused on your nipples...I want to touch them, caress them... my hands divert from your back to your shoulders and down...