"Bubby you look uncomfortable" she bursts out, raising the crystal glass to her ruby lips and sipping delicately at her wine.
"My backs killing me babygirl" he whispers back.
"Oh honey, do you want me to give you a massage?" she asks quietly
He nods, his eyes betraying his delight, she stands and leads him to the bedroom, he looks at her nervously as he pulls the white hooded shirt from his body, revealing his smooth chest. She smiles and turns to light her vanilla scented candles, gesturing towards the 4 poster blackwood bed as she flings open the burgundy velvet drapes. The moons pale glow spilling across the bed. He watches her move around the room, her slender legs scissoring as she walks. He smiles when he notices the moonlight, looking up into the night sky feeling less homesick. She hits the cd player as she walks towards him.
"well are you going to get on the bed babe or am i getting a stepladder to do this?" She giggles
He chuckles and playfully tugs on her curls before climbing up onto the bed, gasping as the icy silk sheets needle at his skin, she rummages through her drawer, finally coming up with a bottle of apricot scented massage oil. She climbs up beside him gracefully before moving to straddle his hips. Settling softly on his tight ass. She decants a liberal amount of oil into her hand, warming it between her palms before lightly gliding her hands up his silken skin, her nails lightly tracing the curve of his spine, he shudders beneath her as a low groan of pleasure escapes his lips.
With a mischievous giggle she drips cold oil along his spine lightly kneading with the palms of her hands from his shoulders to the waistband of his black silk boxers. She hums softly with the music as she massages all the knots from his back and shoulders, the smell of the apricot oil and vanilla candles intoxicatingly sweet in the air. Lightly she runs her hands up his back leaning forward her hair brushing against his skin drawing a soft murmur from his lips as she works.
She feels his breathing slow and get heavier, smiling as she realises he has fallen asleep, with an impish grin she starts raking her nails down his back, leaving faint red welts, stopping briefly to remove her white lace halter top, revealing a red silk bra. She returns to her massage, running her hands from the waistband of his boxers to his shoulders firmly, leaning forward to nip his neck, her tongue flickering over the slightly salty skin teasing it as she slowly pulls her hands back down working the muscles the whole way down his back.
Bored now she slips down his body tugging the boxers from his slender hips working them down his legs, finally pulling them from his ankles and discarding them over the side of the bed. Sliding her glistening hands up his legs starting at his ankles, finally reaching his ass her hands lightly lifting and dropping each cheek, she leans over and grabs a candle lightly dripping the boiling wax on his skin, she feels him jolt awake and giggles. He looks over his shoulder looking slightly puzzled then growls playfully.
"Now your in trouble missy" he whispers.
