Martinis and Heaven (MF) (oral) (massage)

You arrive home after a really long day, you’re worn out and hope I’ve already taken care of dinner because you’re hungry but have absolutely no energy to cook tonight. You spent your day lifting heavy lumber and putting out fires one after another…nothing went right today and you’re so glad the day is done and you’re home. We’ve texted infrequently throughly the day, it was just too busy for you to have much time to stay in touch…you hope I’m OK tonight and don’t feel neglected…..you know I’d never comment or complain because I understand how hard you work and it’s just not in my nature to think to do so.

As you open the front door, the air is filled with delicious aromas of dinner. Your body responds physically at the relief you have a meal coming soon….as you place your car keys in the bowl by the front door, you realize a dirty martini in a frosted glass is sitting next to the bowl. A note on the napkin underneath the glass says “welcome home baby…why don’t you take a soak in the hot tub before dinner”…..that sounds perfect so you start to make your way through the house towards the deck to turn on the jets and take the cover off.

Soft music is playing, candles are flickering throughout the house….just dark enough to be relaxing and romantic…you feel the tensions of the day starting to abate. The table is already set for two, with arranged fresh flowers and a few candles. You call out to me after not finding me in the kitchen….you don’t hear a response and realize “oh Garrett has soccer tonight…that’s where she must be”.

Opening the slider to the deck, you flip on the deck light. You’re instantly struck by the smell of lavender in the air. You find a martini shaker resting in a bucket of ice and a towel to use once you’re done soaking on the side of the tub. You shed your work clothes and as you slide into the welcoming water you notice a small plate with cheese and summer sausage on your favorite crackers already made for you next to the ice bucket…your growling stomach demands you grab one and you pop it into your mouth in one bite.

You go limp in the tub, allowing the jets to work their magic on your sore muscles. As you look around the huge, multi-tier deck you built a few summers ago, you realize candles are placed strategically around the tub also. The lavender scent is both subtle and relaxing.

You are awoken with a jolt hearing the slider open and my voice softly calling to you. You’re so whipped you must have dozed off in the warm water. Your eyes focus and appreciatively take me in. I’m wearing a sexy and very feminine soft blue dress that accentuates my full breasts and figure…it’s one of your favorites. I pad barefoot out to the tub, reaching over to greet you with soft, warm kisses…I lovingly caress your face with my fingertips…”I’m sorry you had such a brutal day baby…dinner is ready anytime you are. Take your time in the tub soaking the day away”.

Wrapped in the towel a short time later, you enter the kitchen…”what smells so good love?” you ask. As you’re lifting the lid of a saucepan on the stove, I encircle your waist from behind you placing kisses on your neck and shoulder…”mmmmm (kiss) handmade chicken (kiss) cordon bleu stuffed (kiss) with savory ham (kiss) and aged gruyere cheese, (kiss) spicy green beans in (kiss) sweet balsamic reduction, (kiss) rice pilaf and a (kiss) green salad round out (kiss) dinner for my (kiss) King tonight (kiss)” I reply. You reach around to pull me close….placing sensual, warm kisses on my willing lips. “Baby, I’ll have dinner on the table in just a few minutes…please come down as soon as you’re dressed”…I tell you….”everything smells wonderful love…I’m starving…be right down” is your quick reply.

Entering our bedroom you see a massage table draped in fresh linens set up in the corner….the room is lit in soft lavender candles….dropping your towel, you pull on the clean comfy clothes I’ve laid out for you on the bed. You’re still bone tired but coming home to your woman and your cozy home after a long day are like being enveloped in a warm hug. You appreciate the care I’ve taken with every detail tonight.

We sit down for dinner, sitting close and sharing kisses throughout the meal. You wish you weren’t so tired tonight, you know exactly how to show your appreciation for my special efforts…envisioning how you’d enjoy my body puts a small smile on your face. “…and I’ll be right up baby…” you realize I’ve been speaking to you as the daydream occupied your thoughts. “Hmmm, hun?”….I sweetly smile knowing how whipped you are…”why don’t you take off your clothes and lay down on the massage table…let me work out the rest of those knots before bed”….”you’re so good to me baby” you reply with a kiss as you rise and head to the bedroom.

You strip down and lay face-down on the massage table. You are so tired you think you might just sleep right here tonight! You catch a whiff of my perfume as you feel my strong hands start to massage almond oil on your body. Starting with your shoulders, neck and arms I firmly knead your body, paying extra attention to the areas I know you hold your stress….working my way down your back, I massage your bum, thighs and calves. I adjust the sheet and roll you over to focus on your feet with my strong grip….you’re so relaxed, you find yourself nodding off every couple of minutes. Catching sight of me you see I’ve changed into your favorite white silk and lace robe. You love my body in this robe, especially how the sun outlines my figure in the mornings when we share coffee and a snuggle on the deck.

Working my way up your shins, thighs and on to your torso…my hands firmly kneading the day away….I pay extra attention to your neck and your shoulders again…knowing your body takes a beating from the work you do…I make my way down your arm, relaxing your biceps and then caressing and kneading your hand…I apply extra almond oil to protect the skin on your hands from dryness and cracking…I press my strong thumbs into the palm of your hand, working my way up each finger several times…you moan, I know exactly how to relax you. I change sides to massage your other arm and hand. You’re in a deeply blissful state…if I were to stop you’d slip into a heavy slumber. You barely feel the sheet move, but then moan as you feel the warmth of my wet mouth as I kiss, suck and lick the entire length of your flaccid penis…you know I absolutely love to make you hard with my mouth. Taking you from soft to cuming in my mouth is a pleasure I never hesitate to give, often playfully begging you to let me.

You relax your thighs to slightly part your legs, giving me full access to your groin. You intake sharply, thinking “oh yeeeeaaahhh….right there” as I tease below the ridge of the tip where I know you’re very sensitive. You feel like a puddle on the massage table but my hot, skilled mouth has you quickly ready to cum. You entangle your hand in my hair to gentle guide the rhythm…with barely more than a whisper…”oh baby…yes baby…I’m so close”. I increase my grasp on your shaft…placing the fingers of my other hand close to your body at the back of your balls, I firmly massage, then grasp and gently squeeze as I feel them tighten closer to your body in anticipation of your orgasm. You explode in my mouth, riding the wave of spasm after spasm of cum until you’re completely still. You relax your hand, realizing you’ve roughly grabbed a handful of my hair during your intense orgasm.

You’re completely spent and not sure your legs will support your weight if you tried to get up right now. Your eyes lovingly meet mine, as you watch me suck and lick every last drop from your gorgeous cock. I place a very warm, wet cloth on you and gently clean your shaft and balls as only I have ever done for you. As you enjoy this, you quickly remember…”oh baby, I forgot to say thank you for dinner…it was delicious”…..”you’re welcome mi amor” I reply…”and thank YOU for desert”. I gently guide you to bed and curl up naked behind you. “Goodnight baby, I love you” are the last words you hear as you quickly fall into a deep sleep…my whispered words are followed by your blissful thought that life doesn’t get any better than this.

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