You come home and you are beat. I can feel the waves of exhaustion coming off of you as you smile weakly at me. I take your hand and lead you to the bedroom, whispering to you that I want you to just relax and let me take your aches and cares away.
You stand there with your arms hanging down your sides and look around the transformed room, enjoying all the candles that are lit and the sensual aroma coming from them. I start to unbutton your shirt and slip it off of your shoulders and kiss your chest just a little. You tell me you are too tired but I just smile at you and say, "I know, baby, just relax." I unzip your pants and they come off right along with your shorts and then I sit you down on the edge of the bed and remove your sock and shoes.
I take your hand again and lead you to the head of the bed and tell you to lie on your stomach and put your hands under your head. As you do this, I turn on the music and it softly fills the room. I get on the bed with you and remove my nightgown and then you get a whiff of cinnamon and you open your eyes to see what it is. I smile at you as I warm up some scented oil and tell you again to close your eyes and enjoy.
You do so as you feel my hot little hands start to caress your neck and shoulders, rubbing the warm scented oil over them. Kneading your muscles and turning you aches into little quivers of pleasure. My strong fingers find the little knots of tight muscles and they rotate and push and smooth them out. More oil is poured onto your back and the heels of my hands are moving from the base of your neck right down the middle of your back all the way to your sweet ass where they stop.
You are becoming aware of your cock starting to harden and then feelings of tiredness starting to leave your body as my magic fingers are doing you a world of good. I lean over you and you feel my soft breasts press into your back, sliding around massaging your even more than my hands. My nipples are hard and you feel them all puckered up and teasing your back. My hands are caressing and kneading from the middle of your back outwards to the sides and then my long red fingernails start to scratch lightly, running up and down both sides. Your body trembles and you squirm and tell me to stop it.