Becky, you need to get her laid. Yeah, I mean she's wound so tight that she just needs to relax and get some action. Like maybe you can set up a kidless campfire some night. Set it up as a three-couple thing with me and Katie, you and your date, and then two friends you want to get together. The other girl is kinda put off by his charm though because he is a real gentleman.
We'll have to do it on a night that is kinda cold and as the fire is getting low, Katie will shiver. I excuse myself to go pee and he notices her shiver. He moves in behind her, placing his coat over her shoulders. As he straightens the coat, he comments on how tight her shoulders are and he suggests that she could use a good massage. He tells her to "come on" and starts into his tent. As she protests, noting that she is married, you and your date urge her to go ahead -- that he gives very good massages.
As you are trying to get her to go with him, I return, rubbing my hand. What happened? I went to open the door and it was sticking so when it finally came loose my hand smashed into the wall. I ask what is going on and you speak up saying that she really needs a massage to relax her back and shoulders. I protest that I can't because of my hand but the guy by the tent offers to give her a massage if I'm okay with it. She looks at me and I tell her that's fine. She could use a good massage. She finally concedes and goes into the tent with him, which he then zips up.
Once inside, he has her lay on her belly on his air mattress. She does so and gathers her hair up to give him access to her neck. He makes a few preliminary pushes and notes that what she needs is the Eruvian technique (a name he has made up). She asks what that is. He tells her it uses a blend of oils rubbed into her skin. He tells her to take her shirt off. She refuses and wants to leave. He assures her that this is strictly professional and it will help her greatly. Grudgingly, she agrees.
She takes her shirt off and lies back down. He pours a little oil onto the small of her back. "I'll help you off with that," he says as he quickly unstraps her bra before she has a chance to object. His fingers run through the oil on her back, gently spreading it up to her shoulders. His firm hands glide up and down her bare back, working out the tensions. She sighs in contentment. The aroma of the oils stirs something in her that relaxes her body and mind. She gives in to his touch. He sits her up, rubbing her shoulders from behind. Then, his hands begin easing the tensions along her sides. A soft moan escapes her lips. Not a moan of sexuality, but one of release from a burden welling up in her sides.
With this, his hands move forward to wrap around her, caressing her breasts. In the same instant, his lips find her neck and he begins kissing her sensitive flesh. Lost in the feelings, finally giving herself over to accepting pleasure as an emotion that she deserves to indulge in, her arm reaches back to caress the back of his head. Her own head rolls back and to a side as her lips seek his. He indulges her. Their tongues caress each other. He stands up, takes off his shirt, and moves around in front of her. Shorts cover his cock, now inches from her face as he leans over her, rubbing his hands up and down her back, continuing the massage.
Unable to resist due to the incredible release of feelings, the aroma of the oils, and the scent of his aroused manhood, her fingers wrap around the elastic of his shorts and pulls them down. Without a thought, she takes him into her mouth. His hands work their way lower down her back, sliding under her panties as he rubs her ass. She moans, the vibrations on his cock causing a tiny squirt of precum to escape into her mouth. She slides his dick out of her mouth and savors the taste of his juice. It was just a little bit, not enough to activate her gag reflex.
