I could tell that Clara was as aroused as me. Arching her back, she moaned again, and it awoken a primal desire in me. Weaving my right hand into her hair, I pulled her head backand licked her earlobe before whispering. “Are you ready to be fucked, Clara?”
“Yeess.”
It was indescribable tempting to be the one to have the honor, but I had already overstepped professional boundaries by massaging her tonight.
“Turn around,” I instructed and gave her space to roll to her back. The sight of her breasts almost undid me. Summoning my strength, I reached for the massage oil and took my time giving them attention.
“I thought you wanted to… to take it further,” Clara said after watching me for a while.
“It’s better if we don’t. You have plenty of volunteers and we agreed from the beginning that my role would be to help you explore while keeping you safe. You should write to him and tell him that we want to meet him at my place tomorrow.”
“Why your place?”
“Because it’s central and I don’t want him to have your address in case he’s not respectful.”
“Okay, but you’re not going to be in the same room if I have sex with him, are you?”
“That’s up to you. I would be grateful if you would allow me to watch you with him.”
Her eyes narrowed as if she couldn’t quite believe that I meant it. “I would have to think about that.”
“Nothing would make me happier than to see you free and uninhibited, enjoying your sensuality.”
“But then why won’t you enjoy it with me?” She reached for me, and with a smile, I intertwined our fingers and massaged her hand.
“I’m strange that way, Clara. But you felt my erection press against you, and so you can’t deny that my compliments aresincere when I say that I find you extremely attractive and beautiful.”
“Yes. But it confuses me.”
We were looking into each other’s eyes, and I found the expressiveness in hers fascinating. She communicated so much without words. Her desire was right there.
“How does it feel to be naked with me?”
She gave me a warm smile. “I think I would enjoy it more if we were both naked.”
That made me chuckle. “I’m strong willed, but I’m not that strong. I meant: do you feel more relaxed about your body than before I came?”
With flushed cheeks from the body heat we generated together she nodded her head. “Definitely.”
“Good. Then my mission is accomplished.” Squeezing her breasts one last time, I got off her.
“But what about you? Don’t I get to massage you?” she asked.
I walked to the corner of the room where a kimono hung. Offering it to her, I said, “Maybe another time. Will you lock the doors after me?”
Taking the kimono, she got up and put it on before following me to the door. Hugging her, I praised her: “Thank you for trusting me. I enjoyed massaging your gorgeous body very much.”
“Not as much as I enjoyed receiving the massage.”
With a last smile I was just about to open the door when she asked, “Are you sure you want to leave like that?” Her eyes fell to my midsection where my erection was still bulging out. “Maybe just give it a few minutes.”
“It’s fine. I have mental tricks to help it go away.”
Holding the door open for me, she raised her shoulders in a small bob. “In that case, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Clara had never looked more gorgeous as she stood in her kimono looking up at me with red cheeks and those expressive eyes that sucked me in with their storytelling.
“See you tomorrow,” I said and left, desperate to get home and fantasize about all the things I wished I could have experienced with Clara.