Erotic Tales: Love, Lust and Romance
Liv had magic hands, and though I felt bad that she’d just finished a day of the same kind of labor, I looked forward to the excellent massage.
The oil was warm as her hands kneaded my over- worked muscles. The one drawback of getting a massage from her was that her sweeping touches not only relaxed me, but stirred my need. I was glad it was the end of the week and hoped that meant we’d have time to indulge in each other. It’d been far too long since we’d been able to reconnect slowly and lovingly; the rush of life swept us up, stealing our precious time together.
“Turn over, sweetness.”