[Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5c91zg/mixing_business_and_pleasure_mf/]
Thwap!
That’s the sound your dress makes as it lands in a pile on the floor. You stand to take off your boots, one at a time, then you’re before me in nothing but a matching bra and panty set and a gold chain around your neck. You strike a pose as if to beckon, then jump in and head back to where you were, but I stop you and admonish you in a fake stern voice, “Oh no you don’t! You worked hard today. The only thing you’re getting right now is a full-body massage, then we’ll talk!” You start to reply, “But…..” My eyes cut you off. Instead, before I can do much else, the bra and panties land in that pile on the floor. “You made me,” you squeal with delight, then you place yourself face down on the bed, not bothering with any pretense of modesty. I get undressed just as quickly.
Knowing that you are a thinker and a feeler in the most intense of ways, I know I will have no choice but to make good on my words from earlier in the night and cover every inch at a snail’s pace. Starting at the top with a scalp massage for relaxation, I stay in your curls for an eternity until your neck falls relaxed in my hands. Then I kiss it, gently, right in the sweet spot midway between ear and shoulder, which elicits a quiet moan.
I begin work on your shoulders, taking great care to do everything possible to relax you with the knowledge that you won’t be ready to relax later on. The tension there is palpable from the stress of the day, but it melts in my hands. It’s a cool night, but the warmth of my hands keeps you comfortable while the sheets cover your lower half and the heat of the room starts to build as well.
As I work down your back, the number of muffled “oh” turning to “ahhh” sounds increases, knowing that those brief moments of release turn to longer sections of pleasure. I am heavy-handed with my massages, but once the tension is gone, I retrace my path with my lips. Neck..shoulders..shoulder blades…back.
I continue with each arm in the same manner until I’ve done everything above the sheets. By now, the room is warm and the sheets can be removed, leaving me free to start all the way down at your toes, careful not to tickle because you’re so relaxed by now that you might be half-asleep. I work the toes, the feet, and the ankles, then the legs. Oh, do I love legs. The long muscles of the leg require so much effort, but they’re so worth it, and being able to just stare at the line from rounded cheeks all the way down makes me so appreciative of the female form. As before, I do this first with my hands, and then with my mouth.
This is the first time we have been naked together, but our relationship is so close that I don’t ask questions. As my hands work their way up one upper leg, you part your own legs, explicitly permitting me to touch whatever I can reach with your blessing. I stay on your legs, choosing instead to bump up against you in a sort of gentle tease, making sure you don’t actually fall asleep quite yet.
You whimper your approval and spread your legs further, begging without words. But it’s time to turn over.
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