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Today was a miserable day in Dallas. It is around 53 degrees, cold, with spit-y-rain. It’s the kind of day that just feels like the atmosphere is specializing in flu. I was sitting in my recliner at home, when a text alert hit my phone. It was nothing flamboyant, just a simple request, “Make my day?” I smiled at the text and responded that it would be my honor.
45-minutes later, I was walking down the hallway of her apartment building, wishing that it was enclosed from the outside. I had bundled up, but this kind of wet-cold just gets into your bones.
Finally, I got to her door. I knocked and as quickly as she opened the door, she pulled me in. It was not a romantic gesture, just keeping the outside out
As I stood in the foyer of her apartment, I could take in her beauty. She was dressed in old gray sweats, pink socks, no make-up, with a fast hair bun. Most women would cringe at letting the world see them in this state, but her natural beauty was equal to, if not exceeding anything that Mary Kay could create. She clapped her hands together as she smiled excitedly, “So can we do all of it today?” I smiled and handed her my phone. She grabbed it and took it into the living room, and put it inside a box on her mantel. She then turned and excitedly said, “Ok you go in the bathroom, and holler when you are ready. I smiled and walked away.
Once I was in the bathroom, I drew the bath. As the water warmed, I lit several candles around the room and got the towels situated for easy access. I changed the head of her razor and opened the cabinet where she kept all her body washes and lotions from Sephora and Bath and Body Works. The selection was massive. She could open her own online store. For such a cold a miserable day, I chose the Cucumber & Green Tea body wash and a Coconut body lotion to complement.
Once the bath water was filled at just the right temperature, I stuck my head out of the door. “Your bath is ready Courtney.”
She leaped up from the couch, from where she had been pretending to watch TV, awaiting her attention. With the look of expectation, she pulled the hair tie from her head and let down her long flowing brownish-blond hair. She walked to the bathroom, giggling. She remover her glasses, then when her head stuck ever-so-slightly upwards, she put out her arms, so I had the privilege of undressing her. She looked so proper, but it was all a whimsical act. As I pulled the ratty grey sweatshirt over her head, she had placed post it notes over her nipples, that said, “Earn” and “Them.” I could not help but laugh. She was always so funny and loved to take advantage of humorous surprises. I asked if I could take a picture, but she declined. She did tell me I could write about it. She loved reading my writings, so it would be fun to read about herself.
After removing the post-its, I could not help but marvel at the tear shaped natural form of her beautiful silky white breasts. The were so full and, “…cold. Kevin. They are cold.”
She smiled, but that was a quick was of letting me know I was looking a bit ‘too’ much, and there was a bath to be done.
As I knelt down to remove her sweat pants, she said, “No no, from the back.” I stood and walked around her, kneeling behind her and pulling the sweat pants down. The beautiful silky white skin of her butt was just inches from my face, as if she—ok, she is absolutely teasing me. Just as I was about to pull the pants down the whole way, she said, “I never got my cheek kiss hello when you came in. Do you want to kiss my cheeks.”
Without a second thought, I found my puckered lips on the flesh of her milk white ass cheek. And not to be rude, as balance is everything, I kissed the other one. She sighed in approval, and her smile and eyes gazed down on me.
Afterwards, she stepped out of the pants, as my hand took hers and escorted her one step to the bathtub, where she sat and allowed me to kneed and remove her pink socks. Afterwards, she stood and entered the tub and sat down. She let out a long exhale, indicating that the water temperature was perfect. As if it was a dance, I went into the kitchen, into the refrigerator, and retrieved her favorite white wine. I put it in the wine bucket, along with some ice, and grabbed a wine glass. Upon entering the bathroom. I poured her a glass of wine and gently handed it to her. I then told Amazon to play relaxing spa music.
As she sipped the wine, I picked up one of the wash clothes I previously laid out and got it wet. I then put the body wash on it and proceeded to wash her feet and legs as she made them available. She smiled and breathed in deeply, “Oh that’s a good choice!” Afterwards, I used a small cup to pour water over her feet and legs to wash off the soap. Once that was done, I proceeded to massage her feet. As my fingers worked in-between her toes, she uttered, “Kiss them.”
I smiled and leaned over as the brought her foot closer to me. My lips slide over her big toe and began to suck. She let out a long sigh followed by, “Oh yes….”
I slowly sucked on each toe until I had done each one four times. Her foot massage took so long, I had to refresh the hot water in her tub. Afterwards, she motioned for a refill of her wine. After doing so, she turned her back to me, and I took the wash cloth and washed her backside Afterwards, knowing this routine, I put the wash cloth down and began to massage her back. As my hands worked their way along her side, she leaned back into me and my hand slid under her and into her enormous breasts. “We need this…” she whispered. I gently massaged them for several minutes until she turned around and put her arms over her head. This was her sign for me to wash her front. I did so methodically as she maintained eye contact and smiled.
After I washed her entire body, she then stuck her left leg out. I knew it was time to shave. I grabbed her shaving cream and gently applied it to her leg. Slowly and with passion, I shaved her left leg as she watched. After it was done, and washed in the water, she raised an eyebrow, “Is it smooth?”
I smiled, “Yes Ma’am.”
Shen looked back at me. “Let’s be sure. Test it with your tongue.”
I smiled and leaned over, starting from her ankle, all the way up to her inner thigh, I licked every surface. Her legs were long and succulent. I had to refill her wine again before I was even done with the first.
Upon completing her left leg, the ritual was completed with the right leg, and a third glass of wine. Afterwards she sent me into her bedroom to prepare. I lit the candles she loved, gathered up the lotions and the towels. I put several towels down on her bed and got a blanket out of the closet. After her bedroom was prepared, I returned to the bathroom and assisted her out of the tub. She put her arms over her head and allowed me to dry off every inch of her body. “Am I completely clean?”
“Yes Ma’am.”
“Very Good,” she put out her hand and allowed me to escort her into her bedroom and assist her onto the bed, where she laid face down.
I put some of the coconut body lotion into my hands and began to work on her shoulders and her back. Slowly and with effort, I gave her a full body massage while she cuddled with a pillow and smiled. When I needed her hand, she allowed me to take it from the pillow, so that I could massage her arm, palm, and fingers. Afterwards I returned her hand to the pillow and worked my way down. From the small of her back, down to the tips of her toes, I massaged her with lotion as she enjoyed.
Afterwards, she rolled over. I went for the lotions again, but she stopped me. “They are ready.”
I laid down beside her as my tongue extended and my lips closed over her left areola, latching on to her breast and beginning the suckle. She shuttered with enjoyment and ran her fingers through my hair, when she was not snuggling my head. Her breast heaved and fell with each suckle. She softly kissed my forehead, whispering such sweet things as the moment of euphoria took over.
Her nipple ran up and down my tongue and my lips massaged her areolas. She let out a long exhale, “I have been dreaming of this!” Her body shuttered as my suckling continued. Her arms around my head were not trapping me, but embracing me inside her snuggle.
Time just seemed to stand still as I suckled for more than an hour. Finally, she let out a long stretch, “Change sides.”
I stood and walked around the bed, as she repositioned herself. The smell of coconut filled the air. The soft candle light just added to the obeyance in the room, which was in such opposition of the miserable day the outside world was experiencing.
Just as the first time, she wrapped up with me and enjoyed all the new sensations all over again. I was such a relaxing, wonderful, and enjoyable experience to be latched upon her breasts, as the scents of the body wash and lotion haunted the candle lit room. Again, after an hour, she asked me to changes sides again. This time, we both fell into a twilight like sleep, as I softly suckled her beautiful breasts, and time just slipped by.
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