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Authors: A.B. McKINLEY
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Don't worry. We'll get you right-as-rain,
soon. I have just the cure for you.”
She turned and walked across the room to the tray, giving
him a nice view of her rear as she walked away. Within moments, she was back
with the bottle of massage oil, and placed it on the bedside table.
“Now, let's just get you undressed and out of these blankets.
I'll give you a nice rubdown with this aromatherapy massage oil!”
She briskly leaned
over him so that he could see her skirt hike up, her
garters peeked out from below the hem of her dress, pale thighs, rounded and
firm. She pulled his blanket and sheet off and he was left completely exposed
on the bed. She paused, her mouth agape for a moment. She looked at him in just
his boxers, and stared at his abs and chest. She then smiled, mischievously.
“Scotty, I’m going to
give you a massage now. Just roll over on your belly, and we'll take the rest
of your clothes off so we don’t get them all oily.”
Who is this and where am I? Scott thought. And why the hell
does she keep me calling me Scotty? Although, he wanted to find out what was
going on, he didn’t feel well and still couldn’t get any words to come out.
She told him again to turn over onto his tummy. He didn’t
know why but he was doing exactly what she asked. She laid a towel over his
rear end. He then felt her hands on his body as she slid off his boxers. She
walked around to the top of the bed so Scott could see her, and stood there.
She smiled at him as she poured oil into her palms. He still could not see her
face properly. But, could make out her smile, and that she winked at him. Then,
she started to massage his back and shoulders, with the oil. It smelled sharp,
antiseptic and cool. It warmed his skin and he started to relax. Scott noticed
how close she was. He felt her breasts as they brushed his arm occasionally, as
she bent over him. Then she moved her fingers down to his legs and massaged
each one. Each hand rubbed deep into his muscles, getting his blood flowing. He
noticed , if moved his hand a couple of inches, he
could just touch one of those garters on her thigh. He started to get very
aroused, and decided to just do it. So, he reached over with his fingers and
grabbed the garter, and snapped it. She paused a moment, then lightly slapped
his hand.
“Oh
Scotty, none of THAT!”
Scott wanted to say something, but again no words came out.
She then moved to his rear end, and removed the towel. She
grabbed his backside firmly, one cheek in each hand ,
and rubbed them very thoroughly, she really kneaded deep into those big
muscles. Scott squirmed a little and rolled onto his side. He was getting even more
excited and it was getting uncomfortable as he lay on his stomach.
She must have noticed his discomfort.
“Okay Scotty, roll over on your side and pull your knees up
a bit. I’m going to get my thermometer.” He heard her heels click as she walked
away. Soon, she returned and stood behind him, so he couldn’t see her.
Everything paused.
Scott thought , where’s she going to
put that thermometer? Scott started to worry. After a few more seconds she
walked around the other side of the bed and placed it in his mouth, under his
tongue.
“Just hold that there, please!” she stated, sternly.
Scott was still confused and felt very vulnerable. But, he
wasn’t doing anything to make this stop. She bent over and lowered her face
towards his.
“Please, don’t even try to talk, while I’m taking your
temperature!”
After a few seconds
she removed the thermometer from his mouth and looked at it.
“Your temperature is a little high, but you’ll be fine,” she
said, as she turned and walked towards the door. She closed the door and seemed
to have locked it. The room was now strangely dark, but Scott could still see
her. She returned to the side of the bed and put her hand on Scott’s shoulder,
pushed him over so he was now on his back, naked. Her hands started to glide
over his
soon. I have just the cure for you.”
She turned and walked across the room to the tray, giving
him a nice view of her rear as she walked away. Within moments, she was back
with the bottle of massage oil, and placed it on the bedside table.
“Now, let's just get you undressed and out of these blankets.
I'll give you a nice rubdown with this aromatherapy massage oil!”
She briskly leaned
over him so that he could see her skirt hike up, her
garters peeked out from below the hem of her dress, pale thighs, rounded and
firm. She pulled his blanket and sheet off and he was left completely exposed
on the bed. She paused, her mouth agape for a moment. She looked at him in just
his boxers, and stared at his abs and chest. She then smiled, mischievously.
“Scotty, I’m going to
give you a massage now. Just roll over on your belly, and we'll take the rest
of your clothes off so we don’t get them all oily.”
Who is this and where am I? Scott thought. And why the hell
does she keep me calling me Scotty? Although, he wanted to find out what was
going on, he didn’t feel well and still couldn’t get any words to come out.
She told him again to turn over onto his tummy. He didn’t
know why but he was doing exactly what she asked. She laid a towel over his
rear end. He then felt her hands on his body as she slid off his boxers. She
walked around to the top of the bed so Scott could see her, and stood there.
She smiled at him as she poured oil into her palms. He still could not see her
face properly. But, could make out her smile, and that she winked at him. Then,
she started to massage his back and shoulders, with the oil. It smelled sharp,
antiseptic and cool. It warmed his skin and he started to relax. Scott noticed
how close she was. He felt her breasts as they brushed his arm occasionally, as
she bent over him. Then she moved her fingers down to his legs and massaged
each one. Each hand rubbed deep into his muscles, getting his blood flowing. He
noticed , if moved his hand a couple of inches, he
could just touch one of those garters on her thigh. He started to get very
aroused, and decided to just do it. So, he reached over with his fingers and
grabbed the garter, and snapped it. She paused a moment, then lightly slapped
his hand.
“Oh
Scotty, none of THAT!”
Scott wanted to say something, but again no words came out.
She then moved to his rear end, and removed the towel. She
grabbed his backside firmly, one cheek in each hand ,
and rubbed them very thoroughly, she really kneaded deep into those big
muscles. Scott squirmed a little and rolled onto his side. He was getting even more
excited and it was getting uncomfortable as he lay on his stomach.
She must have noticed his discomfort.
“Okay Scotty, roll over on your side and pull your knees up
a bit. I’m going to get my thermometer.” He heard her heels click as she walked
away. Soon, she returned and stood behind him, so he couldn’t see her.
Everything paused.
Scott thought , where’s she going to
put that thermometer? Scott started to worry. After a few more seconds she
walked around the other side of the bed and placed it in his mouth, under his
tongue.
“Just hold that there, please!” she stated, sternly.
Scott was still confused and felt very vulnerable. But, he
wasn’t doing anything to make this stop. She bent over and lowered her face
towards his.
“Please, don’t even try to talk, while I’m taking your
temperature!”
After a few seconds
she removed the thermometer from his mouth and looked at it.
“Your temperature is a little high, but you’ll be fine,” she
said, as she turned and walked towards the door. She closed the door and seemed
to have locked it. The room was now strangely dark, but Scott could still see
her. She returned to the side of the bed and put her hand on Scott’s shoulder,
pushed him over so he was now on his back, naked. Her hands started to glide
over his
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