As the laughter died down, Judy started another topic. "Andy's tanning practices are terrible for his skin. I brought an herbal skin lotion specifically formulated for sun damaged skin. I know the gym will be including tanning bed sessions a few days a week for him as part of their clothing optional gym package. Andy is their poster child and want him as tan as possible. His time before work is tight as it is. Ideally, he needs to put this lotion on every morning, especially after a tanning bed session. Most women use a lotion like this, but let's face it, we don't typically expose our entire bodies like Andy is doing."
However, as Judy glanced around the room, seeing several other glowing tans, she corrected herself... "well, most of us don't."
She continued, "One option that I see is that Andy's desk allows him to stand up and work. First thing in the morning, he needs to apply this lotion...head to toe. He needs to let it fully soak in without rubbing it off for at least thirty minutes. If he applied it at home or at the gym, he wouldn't be able to apply it everywhere. And if he drives to work, he'd get it all over his car seat and rub much of his back side's lotion off."
Pat thought for a moment...ignoring my pained look and the enthusiastic volunteers. "I think we can make that work. 5 or 10-minutes should be enough time. If Andy can get here by 7:50, one of us can come in early enough to apply it for him. I'll start a sign-up sheet. It seems we have no shortage of volunteers!"
Pat continued, "since it's your lotion, maybe you should show us how to do it. Judy, he's all yours!"
"Ooo...I like that offer," Judy cooed. "I think I'll let Melody do the honors. She seems more enthusiastic and I'm sure Andy would rather have a 20-something oiling him down."
Melody didn't wait for any argument. "OK Andy, hands up and spread your feet apart," she barked!
Taking the bottle from Judy, she proceeded to squirt an ample amount of the oily lotion on my crotch and stomach. "I might as well start with the good parts," she joked. Grabbing my cock and balls, she sensually rubbed the lotion in a slow rhythmical manner up and down my shaft a few times, while oiling up my scrotum. Then she methodically, yet ever so slowly, continued her sensual massage, working her way up my stomach, chest, shoulders, and arms, reloading me with lotion, as she went.
Kneeling, eyeballs firmly fixed on my recovered erection, she then squirted more oil down each leg, and proceeded to rub it in on the front and back of each leg, making full strokes up my thighs, tea bagging my balls with each stroke.
"Turn around," she coaxed. She then proceeded to squirt an ample amount on my ass cheeks and made sure my ass crack, rosebud, and taint were adequately massaged and coated. Standing, she gave another squirt onto my back and continued the sensual application.
Noticing that she had extra oil on her hands, she commanded that I turn back around to face her. The extra on her hands were then reapplied to my rock hard cock. "More skin is showing," she mused.
Her massage and my oiled skin was erotic as hell. Judging by the labored breathing of the other women in the room, Melody had an effect on all of us with her efforts.