After my previous encounter with Lucia I kept fantasizing about her gorgeous body, tight twat and talented mouth. A few weeks went by and I had to reconnect with her. I sent her an e-mail asking how she felt about selling sex and whether she still thought it was a good experience. She replied back that it wasn't the worst way to pay rent and she had even rubbed herself to multiple orgasms remembering our time together.
Overjoyed I asked her if she would consider seeing me again, that I hadn't been able to get our first expereince from my mind. I told her I would love to be able to try some new things with her if she was willing, all safe of course and it should be just as much fun for her as I. She wrote back and said she was intrigued and asked what I had in mind. I wrote back that I have always wanted to have some sexy fun with oil, that her body slicked down with massage oil gave me an instant erection and that I would love to worship her body and feel our slippery warm skin sliding against each other.
It was a couple days before she wrote back, she apologized for the delay and said that yes, she had decided it would be OK if I wanted to see her again and that she'd see me for the same amount as last time. Lucia admitted that the thought of her body being covered in warm slippery oil had turned her on and she hadn't done anything like that before. She asked that I keep our encounters to myself, she didn't want to become a full time escort or have her services advertised, Atlantic Canada being too small a spot and the danger of having her activities get back to her friends and coworkers a little too risky. She confided that she did like the strings free sex and the extra money that she received from our first encounter and that she may even be open too seeing other people too in the future but only on her terms.
Barely able to contain my excitement I quickly e-mailed her back and said I was over joyed to be able to see her again and asked when I could make the trip to her town. We e-mailed back and forth and settled on a Friday night in a few weeks time, and I said I would arrange a room in a nice hotel room and purchase some nice massage oil.
The day of date I left work a little early to get started on the five hour drive to Lucia's home town. It was close to 8'o'clock when I arrived at the hotel and I was a little worried that I may have arrived to late. I raced to my room, their best, and logged on to the hotels wifi to send Lucia a note telling her I was there. She replied almost immediately that she was actually in the hotels bar, having arrived just a few minutes before I did and that she'd be right up! I had hoped to have time to shower and freshen up before she arrived after the long drive and decided I'd have to ask her for some patience when she arrived so I could jump into the rooms large marble lined shower before we settled in. I did run some hot water into the large bathroom sink and placed the bottle of massage oil I had purchased in it to warm in time for our fun later.
Just a couple minutes later there was a soft knock on the door and I opened it with a smile to see Lucia standing in the hall with her hair worn up in an attractive style and wearing a tight little black dress and jacket, her legs stockinged with high heeled shoes.
"Welcome!" I said reaching for her hand, I kissed it briefly and led her into the room with a smile. "You look great! Better than great actually!"
"Thank you hun!" she said with a smile. "I thought you'd like it! How was your drive over?"
"Fine, just fine. Although I just arrived here actually and was hoping to freshen up a bit first. Do you mind waiting while I have a quick shower?" I replied.
"Sure, no problem at all! Driving all that way I can understand."
"It'll not take to long." I promised with a wink. "I'm eager to 'relax' with you!"
Lucia giggled and winked back and I excused myself and hurriedly disrobed in the bathroom and started the shower. Once the water was hot I stepped in and quickly soaped up with the complimentary soap and shampoo and rinsed the sweat and grime of a long day at work and driving. My heart was fluttering a little as I imagined pouring oil over Lucia's gorgeous form.
Lucia came into the bathroom after hearing the water turn off and picked up a large white towel from the towel rack by the door. She had stripped down to a pair of lacy black panties and matching shelf push-up bra that made my eyes widen in appreciation and anticipation!
"Can I dry you off before we get wet again?" she asked with a smile and a wink. She glanced at the bottle of oil on the vanity and sauntered over slowly and gently dried off my body, starting with my hair and working down. She skipped over the obviously swelling parts and dried off my legs, slowly kneeling in front of me and sitting back on her heels to do so. After finishing that task she looked up into my eyes and slowly brought the towel up in her hands to gently cup my balls and wrap the soft terry cloth material around my now stiff cock and pat it dry with very slow rubs and tugs.
I sighed in contentment, enjoying having such a young beautiful girl paying such loving attention to me even if the towel came between her soft loving hands and me. After she was satfisified she had dried me sufficiently she set the towel aside on the edge of the tub and slowly stood back up to stand before me and reached over to the sink where a large bottle of massage oil was waiting.
"My skin is so dry..." she pouted and handed me the bottle. She turned and slowly pulled off her bra and bent slowly forward, her ass spreading open slightly as she pulled off her panties and stepped out of them. I had already poured some of the warm oil into my palm and was rubbing it between my hands when she stood back up and leaned back into me. I reached around and rubbed my oily hands across her midriff, spreading oil over her soft skin upwards to her large heaving chest. She moaned softly as my strong hands cupped her tits and slowly worked the oil into them inching towards her now stiffening nipples. I played with her tits for a while kneading them and putting more and more pressure on her nipples, pulling a bit, flicking my fingers up and down across them.