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His fingers are dancing over my shoulders and the back of my neck, one of his lovely, sensuous massages. I close my eyes and try to relax, but my body is on fire (my ass certainly still is!), and I let my mind drift off as his fingers work their magic. They move mid-way down my back, and then I feel him slowly start to unzip my bodice. Very slowly, continuing his tease, he moves the zipper down. When it's about half-way he moves closer to me, and I can feel his breath on my back. My body starts to tingle again, and goose bumps are racing across my arms and legs as his lips are so close to my back.
And there it is: a single, lingering kiss right at the top of my spine near the base of my neck. He holds himself there, his lips making small circular motions, and then they start to move down, mimicking the speed and motion as he continues unzipping the bodice. His lips reach one of the straps of my black-lace bustier, and he takes a moment to linger there as he finally finishes removing the bodice. Now that is gone, and I'm keeling on his floor in just a bustier, a tiny skirt, fishnet stockings, a garter belt and a damp thong that really needs adjusting. Or removing.
He moves back slightly and his hands take over again, massaging all across my back, his fingers and thumbs digging deep one moment and dancing feathery-light across my skin the next. He stops and I hear him digging back into his bag of tricks. He pulls out a bottle of scented massage oil and he splashes some into his hands. He rubs them together, heating the oil and his finger tips, and then he's back, rubbing it into my skin. My nostrils take in the relaxing scent, and my skin feels even warmer and tinglier than before.
His hands move over every inch of my back. He's under the bustier strap, down to the small of back and moving the tiny skirt a little lower to get at that sensitive spot just above my butt. He tells me to lie on the couch, so I take one of the throw pillows and lay face down. He keeps one of my knees on the floor, with the other leg on the couch, and I'm exposed again as he moves closer, straddling my leg on the floor. This gives him a better range of motion and he really starts to dig-in with the massage.
His hands are firm and feel so incredibly good. He's working my shoulders, then up the side and back of neck. Then he moves down my spine, slowly, putting just a little pressure on each vertebra until he reaches the top of my skirt. The his hands flare out to the sides, tracing the top of the skirt until he reaches my hip bones, then he moves back upward. He puts a little pressure on my ribs, and the tips of fingers brush the side of my breasts. I'm panting into the pillow and grinding myself on the edge of his couch.
