I cross the room and lie you down diagonally on the bed. At the foot of the bed, next to the champagne bottle, I turn a lamp on to its lowest setting. The rose petals that cover the comforter leave faint crimson prints on you where they contact your wet skin. In your mixed state of relaxation and exhaustion, you seem at complete peace lying naked on top of the bed. I leave you momentarily to get some towels from the bathroom. As I return, I dry myself off. You continue to lay on your back with your legs together and your arms extended as far above your head as possible.
The shadows from the dim light play across your body and cast a distorted silhouette on the comforter toward the headboard. The reflection in the mirrors above the bed is a much truer representation of your beauty. As I look up at you in the mirror, your gaze locks on me and you slowly bend your right knee and slide your right leg up against your left. Then equally as slowly you lower your right leg back to the bed and slide your left leg up the side of your right. It must feel nice, possible erotic, to have your rain soaked inner thighs rubbing against each other. Your breasts are stretched slightly toward your shoulders due to your arms being extended above your head. Your nipples are still hard from the wet and cool conditions.
You close your eyes and continue to rub your legs back and forth. With a slight smile and your arms extended above your head, you cross your arms at the wrists and say, "Sometime you will have to tie me up in this position and do with me what you will. Can you imagine my hands up here tied to the headboard? How is your imagination?" As you speak of the fantasy, you slowly draw both of your feet up so that they are flat against the bed next to your ass. You spread your legs apart at the knees as you lift your ass a few inches off the comforter. You continue, "That probably is not something that you care to do is it? You probably do not care to have complete control over our pleasure or what you can do to me or the pleasure that I receive from you, do you? You probably do not have the desire to do absolutely anything to me... for me... or with me that is completely out of my power. You probably do not want to have me tied to the bed, or standing for that matter, completely naked or dressed any way that you might choose, and at the same time be open to your every desire. I should not have even brought it up," you conclude with an evil grin across your face that indicates complete satisfaction in yourself. A slight giggle even escapes through your lips although you fight to hold it back.
Without saying a word, I move around to the side of the bed opposite from the bathroom and sit down so that I am looking up between your knees to where your eyes are closed and your smile remains constant. I reach out and wrap my left hand around the heel of your left foot and slowly pull it toward me. With your leg fully extended again, I lay your foot in my lap on top of a plush burgundy towel. With a second towel, I take great care to insure that I dry every inch of skin on your foot before moving up your bare leg to your knee. I then lay the towel aside on the bed and begin a deep and deliberate message starting with the bottom of your foot. I concentrate on this area for several minutes before working my way over the sides of your foot and around to your calf.
At this point I raise your left knee off the bed, placing it into a ninety degree angle and I move farther up on the bed so that I am sitting between your legs. With your left leg raised, I work my fingers and the palm of my hand deep into the muscles of your calf. You moan your approval through parted lips. The sound that comes from you, although similar, is far from the expressions associated with the passion and more sexual stimulation that we shared earlier. I continue to work out any potential tension and tightness in your calf. I divert my gaze momentarily to your face and notice that your eyes are still closed but that there is no identifiable smile on your face anymore. However, it is obvious from your breathing and your body language that you are very comfortable and welcoming regarding the placement and actions of my hands.
After I have thoroughly messaged and caressed your calf, I take the towel and dry the upper portions of your left leg. I take extra care to avoid any contact with your labia. Again I move closer to you, between your legs and turn so that I am directly facing you. I place one hand under your left foot and the other on the back of you calf and raise your leg so that your ankle rests on my right shoulder. This position allows the perfect direct access to message the back of your leg. I spend a minimum of five minutes working on the area between your ass and your knee. I tend to lose track of how long I have been working on your muscles because I am in a daze over how magnificent your body is. Once I am done with this area, I gently lower your left leg back to the comforter and reverse the entire process on your right leg, starting with the thigh and upper leg. Once both legs are completely done and totally relaxed, I position them so that they are fully extended and your feet are three feet apart.
At this point I reposition myself again so that my legs are underneath my body and I am sitting on my ankles. Again, I am facing you and my knees are close enough to your labia to feel the warmth radiating from your skin. With the towel I dry the front and side of our hips again being very careful to avoid touching the full lips of your labia that are still soaked from the rain. Simultaneously, I begin to message each of your thighs beginning at the knees. You unconsciously roll your knees slightly to the outside to allow me easier access and more contact with your inner thighs as my hands move up between your legs. I focus the attention on the area immediately surrounding your labia without touching you there. Your moans and breathing are evidence that you enjoy the attention.
